A/N: Hey, guys! This is the prologue, clearly haha. Please tell me what you think!

"Daddy!"

Mr. Draco Malfoy turned on his heel, smiling as he knelt down to meet his daughter's extended arms in an embrace. It had been a long time since he found out he was going to be a father. Five years, to be exact. In that time, he had managed to earn a position within the Ministry of Magic, specifically the Auror Department, purchase the exact villa he'd been hiding in all those years ago, marry the woman of his dreams …and only a short year after their wedding, file for divorce.

Draco lifted his daughter into his arms and spun her around in a circle, smiling and laughing with her in the middle of the Ministry, beside the golden fountain. "Cissy!" he cried out, in pure joy. It had been weeks since he'd last seen his daughter, as per the custody agreement. "Tell me then. What have you been up to?"

His daughter, named after his late mother Narcissa Malfoy, kissed him on the cheek and clapped her hands together. She was the perfect mixture of her parents. She had wild, curly hair like her mum, but it was blond like her dad. She loved learning and adventure like her mum, but had a knack for mischief like her dad. Her eyes were also a hazel colour. A combination of her mum's bronze eyes and her dad's silvery eyes. She was cute as button and loved to stick her nose where it didn't belong, like both her parents.

"I'm going to take flying lessons!" she rejoiced, wobbling about as Draco set her down. "I want to fly on a broomstick like you and Uncle Ron!"

Her father chuckled, directing them to a nearby bench and plopping her beside him. "Sounds brilliant," he smiled. "But does your mum know about these lessons?"

Cissy flashed him an innocent grin, bearing all her baby teeth. "She said I could do it if I keep my room tidy."

"Better listen then," he advised, tapping the point of her nose with one finger. "Don't cross your mother."

"Will you and mum ever get back together?" she asked, channeling that same bookish curiosity.

Draco couldn't help but smile. There was so much of his ex-wife in their daughter. In the way she smiled. In the way she laughed. In the way she buried her nose into books, even though she had just barely learned to read. It was all very heart warming. It made him wish he could be around more, but his job as an Auror had him traveling all over the place.

"Your mother has a boyfriend," he reminded her, trying his absolute best not to sound too bitter. He had to set a good example for their daughter. "Remember?"

Cissy frowned. "But I don't like Teddy!"

"Theodore is an old friend of mine from school, and he's a good man to your mum." Draco reminded himself of these facts all the bloody time. "You're in good hands with him. You have my word, Cissy."

She maintained her frown, as stubborn as both her parents and then some. "I wish we could all live together and I wish we could have Christmas together and I wish you didn't have to work so much and I wish mum would stop kissing Teddy when she should be kissing you and I wish –"

"Cissy," Draco warned, using his authoritative tone, even though he agreed with half of what his daughter was saying. "Be a good girl."

Cissy scrunched her mouth to the side, folded her arms and nodded. "Yes, dad."

He fought the urge to laugh again, getting a forecast into what it would be like when his daughter reached her dreaded teenaged years. But there was still plenty of time until then, plenty of time for him to win her mother back and make their family whole again. In the mean time, he had arranged to spend the weekend with his energetic offspring.

Draco lifted her into his arms once more, and just like that …her frown was gone. It was that easy, and it had once been that easy with Hermione, but things had changed since the beginning stages of their romance. He had changed. She had changed. They drifted apart, as many couples do, and were forced to put on brave faces for their daughter. It was all for their daughter, the only link in their lives. It was all for Cissy.

"Oh – I forgot to ask." Draco set her down and retrieved something from the inner pocket of his blazer. It was a wedding invitation. "Daddy is a very busy person and hasn't been able to secure a date for Uncle Ron and Aunt Gemma's wedding this Sunday," he explained. "Would you be so kind as to accompany your father on this joyous occasion?"

Cissy snorted with laughter. "I can't be your date! I'm your daughter!"

"Says who?" he asked, feigning shock. "I thought you were a pretty girl in the Ministry, waiting for Prince Charming to come sweep you off your tiny feet."

She smiled bashfully and then straightened her posture. "Mum says it's not good to wait for Prince Charming. Mum says girls can do things all on our own."

"Mum's right," he agreed. "But sometimes it's nice to sit back and give someone else the chance to make you smile …because who knows? They could very well be the person who keeps you smiling for the rest of your life."

His daughter's eyes brightened, as she thought of all the prospects in love and romance …and then the light slowly flickered. She wore a solemn expression, much too solemn for someone so young. "Daddy?"

"Yes, my love?"

"Will you ever meet someone who keeps you smiling for the rest of your life?"

Draco sighed, stretching one side of his mouth into a smile. "I already have," he told her, brushing their noses together. "Her name is Cissy."

A/N: Hope you liked it! There will more to come, so long as you're all interested enough. Without giving too much away, the possible sequel will be a cross between the film "Taken" and the classic tale "Little Red Riding Hood."

P.S. have faith in dramione! :)

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