"Papa! Papa! Look! I got my letter!"

A small eleven year old boy ran into the living room of his parent's house. The boy's father was sat in a velvet green armchair, newspaper in his hands. He looked at the small boy, smiling, and his once cold eyes warm. The brunette walking behind the small boy shared the same loving smile. The young boy was bouncing and as his father placed the paper down, the boy jumped into his father's arms.

Draco Malfoy was proud of his boy, he knew Scorpius would get the letter but he loved the smile on his sons face. Scorpius was the spitting image of his father, he had Draco's sharp face, his blonde hair his blue gray eyes, his high cheekbones, but he had his mother's face, her soft smile, which Astoria had on display right now. Had loving eyes cast on her husband and son, as they shared this moment.

"Papa?" That tone, oh how Draco knew that tone! Scorpius rarely called Draco 'Papa' unless he was excited, or he wanted something, the young boys voice was curious and Draco didn't want to look his boy in the eyes, for he knew the second he did, he'd give in. Scorpius certainly had his father wrapped round his little finger. "Does this mean I'll get a big owl like Zeus? Or a fluffy cat like Sooty?"

"Of course Scorp, whatever you want."

Scorpius jumped up, murmuring something about borrowing Zeus to write letter to Nana Cissy, Draco chuckled and looked into the eyes of his wife.

"He's going to love it at Hogwarts Tori," Draco caught the small smile forming on his wife's lips as he said her nickname, he was one of the few people to get away with Astoria that and Draco loved having that privilege, " You don't need to worry about him you know, there's some good people there."

Astoria could feel the smile getting bigger on her face, of course since the second wizarding war both her and Draco had changed their tune so to speak, before which they were pure blood and Slytherin and if you were anything but you were nothing but scum. That had been a large rivalry between Slytherin and Gryffindor, and it had caused much friction. The golden trio were in Gryffindor and as much as Draco hated to admit it, he had always been jealous at them, one could never tell who one's true friends were in Slytherin and it caused trouble most of the time. Draco had lost his nerve during the last two years of school, Astoria knew this, and he spoke of it rarely to her, speaking of his 6th year brought tears to his eyes, and this would lead to Astoria cradling him in her arms.

Astoria knew of the few people, that taught at Hogwarts, some were still there from when they were children, and some were students that attended the same time as them, despite Astoria being three years younger than Draco, she had always felt a connection would be ridiculed at school for believing this, but Draco was her shining armour, he had been there and cradled her in her moments of tears, Astoria had lost her parents in the second wizarding war.

~~A few days later~~

Draco and Astoria arrived at Malfoy manor at 8pm, half an hour before dinner was due. Draco's mother had taken Scorpius out for the day. Draco knew that his son had his mother, Narcissa, wrapped around his finger, just as Astoria did. Narcissa doted on Astoria, she had always wanted a daughter, and Astoria was like her own flesh and blood. Draco was close to his mother, his father however, was constantly trying to make it up to him and much to Lucious' dismay Draco just felt like he couldn't trust his father. Klunk, the new house elf came in to inform them dinner was at the table and as they sat down Astoria spoke,

"Cissy, you know i love you dearly, but i hope you didn't spend too much on Scorp."

"Now, come on Tori," Draco couldn't help but smile, at warm tones his mother used on his wife's nickname, Narcissa knew how to get away with murder with Astoria, "You know i don't get to see this little man as much as i want to, so i want to spoil him as much as i can especially now he's going to Hogwarts!"

"Yes but Cissy really!"

"Narcissa believed Scorpius would need it and so bought it for him! Why are you complaining Astoria?"

Astoria flinched, Lucious had never been fond of her, and much preferred her sister Daphne. Scorpius knew his grandfather didn't think much of his mother but couldn't see why. He didn't understand, his mother was pleasant and definitely pretty, the young boy saw his mother and grandmother tense up, Narcissa was the first to speak.

"Now Lucious, is that any way to speak to her?"

"Well Narcissa i don't see why the girl must question you all the time!"

"STOP IT! JUST STOP IT!" Draco slammed his knife and fork down, "WHY MUST YOU ALWAYS DO THIS TO HER? EVERYTIME WE COME HERE, YOU! YOU ALWAYS HAVE A GO AT TORI! JUST LEAVE HER!"

Scorpius glanced at his grandfather and to his father. Papa is right. Granddad always does this! Poor Scorpius! He just didn't understand, and it upset him. He looked at his mother, her head was down and there was a deep frown on her face and her eyes weren't so warm anymore they looked dull. Scorpius didn't like it! He hated it; he sniffed and put his own head down. Big boys don't cry Scorp! The young boy felt a hand on his shoulder and heard Narcissa speak,

"I'll take Scorp out. Klunk!"

Pop!

"Yes Mistress?"

"Klunk could you please take Scorpius' and Astoria's plate through to the study as well as my own"

"Yes mistress."

And with another pop the three plates and the house elf were gone. Lucious looked toward his wife, distaste rolling in his eyes. How she could love for this woman was beyond him! Whatever his son sees in Astoria, he could not see for his self. Narcissa stood, and without a word Astoria did too, her son following the action and going to his mother's side taking her hand gently leading her out of the room, as his grandmother followed. The two Malfoy men were left in the dining room. Draco wanted more than anything, to just settle this the way a young boy would; to hex him. Draco knew he had to settle this like a man, he was no longer a child, and if he had learnt anything from his childhood days it was that he couldn't expect things to just settle, that if he wanted something he would have fight for it.

"Astoria is part of the family now."

"She may be, but it isn't an excuse for her to talk to your mother that way."

"She means nothing by it father! She loves mother..."

"She has a funny way of showing it."

Draco could take it, he got pushed himself up, the chair falling to the ground. His hands slammed down onto the table, how dare he? How very dare! Draco saw nothing but red, he loved his father, but his mother more, and Narcissa would speak to Draco if there was a problem, after all his father had put him through how dare he!

"Daphne would never..."

"Don't you dare? Don't you dare compare her to Daphne! She is so much more then Daphne!"

Sorry to leave it here. But i got others to do as well. Tell me what you think. Never done a next generation Harry Potter story.