Screams rang out across the hospital floor. Lucius paced nervously outside the door. "Mr. Malfoy, you needn't look so worried smiled a passing healer clad in her lime green robes. "I'm sure your wife will be fine." Lucius started at her, "Of course she's going to be fine she's a pureblood, not some sort of weak mudblood". No, Lucius' true concern was the gender of the child. He needed a boy. Only a boy could carry on the Malfoy name. Only a boy could inherit the manor.
All of a sudden a high pitched scream hit the air and the previous screams coming from his wife were replaced by laughter. Lucius had a child.
With a sweep of his cape Lucius burst in through the doors to the private room to where his wife was. The healers started to protest but Lucius shook them off, focusing only on his wife and the small bundle cradled in her arms.
"Well?" he asked, leaning in to give his wife a kiss. "You have a beautiful son Lucius" Narcissa smiled. Lucius turned his head to look at the baby, to look at his son. He reached out his arms to pick him up. Looking in to the beautiful blue eyes of his son, Lucius smiled and his heart swelled with pride. "Draco, we shall call him Draco"