A/N I know I haven't finished my current stories and I hate to keep those current story is going but I just haven't had the brainstorm to get them going again so for the time being I figured that I would share another story that I have been working on and had saved on my computer it's not actually complete yet but I think you'll enjoy it very much. :-)

The Gift of Hope

Summary:

It is well known among the wizarding world that the Malfoy Family is cursed so that they are only able to have one child. The curse hasn't always existed though. Can Lucius and his family swallow their pride and bring an end to the curse, or will it take Draco and Severus Snape to bring the Malfoy's out of the grip of this curse. This is the story of beginnings, hope, and secrets revealed.

Chapter 1 Little Miracle

Late evening in her personal wing of Malfoy Manor, Lady Elaina Delphine Malfoy sits by the fire deep in thought over the day's events. She placed a tender delicate hand over her belly as she summoned her diary and a self-inking quill from her desk drawer with a flick of her wrist. The memory of what had happened both good and bad was so fresh in her mind, which she simply had to share her thoughts with someone, or something. Since her husband was, yet again out with his lord and his other friends, and her son was in his bed fast asleep, and she was once again alone. She opened her diary and began to write.

"Dear Diary,

When our son Lucius was born, a little over four years ago. My husband was so pleased that he was given a male heir that from that day on he refused to share my bed romantically. I begged him repeatedly for another child, but he refused until one night after a meeting with the man that he called his lord, when he came home smelling strongly of Fire Whiskey and took me into his bed for the first time since our son was born.

The morning after, he awoke enraged that I was in his bedroom instead of my own, and openly showed his displeasure in front of our young son. He cast the cruciartus curse at me until I passed out, hoping that it would kill any chance of me bearing another child. He has since cast the curse at me every day since my pregnancy with our second child was confirmed by our family's healer.

His torture session today was particularly nasty, as he dragged me out into the woods to the steps of the old family tomb where his ancestors are buried, behind our home so that our son couldn't hear my screams. After being tortured into unconsciousness for the third time this morning, I was finally able to find my voice, and pleaded with him for the life of the child that I am carrying.

"Why should I spare this child? I never wanted another. I demand that you terminate the pregnancy." he screamed!

"Please, Abraxas, the night that she was conceived, you came home from your meeting drunk, and took me to your bed. I never expected to have another child, but it is done. Can you honestly deny me the one thing that I have never stopped wanting when you have our son?" I asked him as I waved my wand over my belly and a rosy pink orb floated between us informing him and me that our second child was a girl.

He didn't even smile or comfort me. He glared down at me coldly with his silver eyes a shade of stone grey, and turned away leaving me laying there against a tombstone shaped like an angel in the puddle of my own bodily excrement. Then he turned his head back to me without facing me completely and said, "Fine, you may keep the girl, but know that I will never accept her as my own or leave anything to her as I consider her to be illegitimate and unwanted. My name is all she shall be granted. Consider her lucky to be given that and her life." he said before he left for the day.

I don't know what changed his mind, but I am glad that my daughter will be given the chance to live if she is born without ill effects." A light knock sounded at her door and she snapped her diary closed and slid it behind the soft cushion behind her to keep her private thoughts safe. "Come in!" called Elaina as the door handle turned slowly and her son poked his head into the room with his silver eyes sparkling with tears.

"Mummy, I can't sleep." said Lucius as he entered the room dragging a stuffed dragon behind him by its tail.

"Lucius, darling, was it another nightmare?" she asked as she opened her arms to her son.

"Mummy, I dreamt that father killed you and the baby, and that I was left all alone with nobody to love me except for the house elves." cried Lucius as he crawled into the seat beside his mother and tenderly laid his blonde head on her belly listening as if he could hear something.

"I'm fine, Lucius, and your baby sister will be alright. Neither of us will ever leave you." she soothed as she ran her hand over his long hair.

"I'm going to have a sister? How do you know that the baby's not a boy like me?" he asked looking up into his mother's eyes. Elaina waved her wand over her belly for the second time that day and watched as the pink orb floated above her stomach and illuminated her young son's face.

"If it were a boy, the orb would be blue. Does that look blue to you my dear sweet little boy?" she asked with a soft giggle.

"No mummy, it's pink. I promise that I will be a good big brother to my baby sister, and will always love and protect her." he said as he traced a heart over her stomach and kissed the center. "Mummy, will you come and tuck me back in and read me a story from Beatle the Bard's?" he asked hopefully.

"Of course I will, dearest. Come along now." she said as she got up taking his tiny hand in hers and leading him from the room.

Six months later around one in the morning on Christmas day a mid-wife was summoned to attend to the birth of the newest addition to the Malfoy family. Five year old Lucius awoke six hours later to find his mother sitting in the family room with a worried smile on her face as Abraxas sat next to her holding the newborn baby girl casting his own barrage of diagnostic charms at the infant.

"I don't understand it! According to the diagnostic charms performed by the mid-wife and healers, and the ones that I've just preformed, the child is as healthy as Lucius was when he was born. She's got the Malfoy eyes, but that white hair and skin, I just don't understand it." said Abraxas as he handed the baby girl back to his wife. "I'm sorry, for how I treated you during your pregnancy my love. This is my fault. I shouldn't have cursed you." He said as he got up and poured himself a generous helping of fire whiskey.

"Father, Mother is that my little sister?" asked Lucius as he climbed onto the sofa next to his mother to get a better look at the baby girl. Abraxas turned and looked at the loving expression on his son's face as he gazed down at the baby.

"Yes, she is, Lucius. It's up to you to help your mother watch over her since she is a girl and is less powerful than you are." said Abraxas earning a scowl from his wife.

"Does she have a name yet?" asked Lucius as he held out his finger and allowed his baby sister to wrap her tiny fingers around it.

"Not yet, do you have any ideas?" asked his mother as she smiled at the way Lucius seemed to take to his little sister.

"She's so pretty like an angel. Can we call her Angel?" asked Lucius as he tickled his sister's little feet making her coo happily with his attention.

"Very well we'll call her Angel Miracle Hope Malfoy." said Elaina in a thoughtful tone.

"Fine then, now that the child has a proper Malfoy name, I'll send an owl to the Ministry to file her birth with the hall of records. Pray that she develops magical abilities, because if she doesn't I'll not have a worthless squib live under my roof." snapped Abraxas as he left the room.

"Mummy, what's a squib?" asked Lucius. He had heard that term before but was unsure of what it meant. All he knew for sure was that it was something bad, especially since his father had said that if his sister was one that he wouldn't allow her to live with them.

"A squib is a person that has magical parents, but is born with no magical abilities or talents." said Elaina as she cuddled the baby closer.

"Why doesn't father like Angel, Mummy?" asked Lucius as he sat on the floor and began to tear into his many gifts.

"It's nothing that you can understand at this time Lucius. Don't worry about it. I'm sure that he'll feel differently about our little Miracle as she gets older and shows her talents. I know that someday, she'll make the Malfoy family proud." said Elaina as she gazed lovingly at her daughter.

By the end of the night Lucius was displeased to find that while he was given loads of wonderful gifts, that his newborn baby sister hadn't gotten anything. As his parents slept he crept into his baby sister's nursery with his favorite stuffed dragon in his arms and peered into her cradle. "Angel Father may have forgotten about a gift for you for your birthday or Christmas, but I haven't. This is my dragon, Draco. He's been my best friend and constant companion since I was born. I have you now, so I think that you need him more than I do. Happy birthday and Happy Christmas little sister." he said as he placed the green and silver dragon into her cradle beside her and placed a tender kiss onto her little forehead.