"I will not have him marrying that Half blood. Grangers daughter, at that." Draco repeated, pacing. Astoria looked at him.
"Why ever not. Half blood, Draco. So what if he's in love with her?" Astoria asked. She didn't care about being a pure blood, but was scared to admit it.
"SHE IS A WEASEL, ASTORIA!" Draco yelled. Astoria flinched.
"Well, what do you plan to do?" Astoria sneered.
"Well, my father had a cousin, Elizabeth, who married a Lestrange. They had a daughter, Katherine. They sent her to Beauxbatons, where she married a French pure blood. Together, they had a daughter, Emma." Draco explained.
"And." Astoria prompted.
"It's August. We can send them over, arrange a marriage, and send Emma and Scorpius to school together to get to know each other better." Draco explained.
"Well," Astoria hesitated, "That's great." Astoria walked off to the bedroom, while Draco walked to the Drawing Room to write a very important letter.