Hi there,ok Sylvania Malfoy is a character I've created. She is about 2 years older than Draco. This will be about 18 oneshot/short stories about Sylvania and her dad, one for about every year of her life, from childhood to adulthood.
Lucius Malfoy paced around the hallway. He didn't know he was capable of feeling this way. Worry and overwhelming love for a child he had never even met. It was strange that someone he hadn't seen could had this hold on him, and the worry, what if his wife wasn't alright, what if his daughter wasn't.
Lucius continued to pace, followed by his thoughts and feelings when the midwife finally poked her head out the door and told him that they were both safe. Lucius felt the worry that had been holding on to him for the past few hours slip off his shoulders.
Slowly, he walked into the room and towards the bed where his wife sat. In Narcissica's, his breath caught, there she was, his daughter. The words he had never considered until a few months ago now filled his heart with joy and love.
He slowly, reverently took her from his wife's arms. Almost afraid to, he looked down into the face of his daughter. She was perfect, he knew that immediately. Her Sapphire-blue eyes blinked up at his cool grey ones. She had his light blonde hair, unusually much for a baby. She was his daughter, and she was perfect.
Her tiny fist suddenly grabbed his pinky finger and held on tightly. Then her tiny mouth formed a perfect "o" as he yawned and closed her eyes. A few seconds later she was asleep.
Lucius could not believe all the feelings inside of him. The white-hot lump inside of his chest exploded. He was filled with pure joy and love. He hadn't felt this way in a long time, she made him feel alive.
Quietly, the new family sat on the bed in Malfoy Manor, completely content. After a few minutes, Narcissica spoke softly, "I was thinking we should name her Sylvania Hope. Sylvania after my grandmother, and Hope for the joy she'll bring to these troubled times, and for the hope that she'll grow up in better ones.
The names felt perfect to Lucius, and he couldn't think of a better one for his daughter. He told his wife so.
And it was there, as he sat next to his beautiful wife and sleeping daughter, that Lucius malfoy made a silent promise to himself, the promise that his daughter would grow up happy, and not the daughter of a death eater.