'Are. You. Serious.' Hermione Granger, Harry Potter, and Ron Weasley said together. 'No, that was your Godfather, Potter, and my uncle. I'm actually Draco.' Hermione Granger glared at her husband. 'That joke is way too old. That aside, do you WANT to spoil our – still unborn, might I add, kid's life?' Ever since they found out Hermione was pregnant, Draco and Hermione were debating on names (and gender, since they had decided to leave the gender of the unborn child a secret). Hermione's pregnancy had come as a huge surprise to everyone. A choked apple, one unconscious Draco, and a several pregnancy charms later, they had indeed confirmed that they were having a baby. The two of them couldn't decide WHO was happier – Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy, John and Jean Granger, or Arthur and Molly Weasley. As Ginny had commented, the kid was getting not two but three sets of grandparents. Not to mention the long line of godparents – both official and unofficial. Both of them had finally decided on: Harry, Ron, Blaise and Theo as godfathers; Ginny, Pansy, Lavender, and Luna as godmothers. All anyone could say was that kid would be one lucky person …
Back to the matter on hand. 'What in Merlin's beard is wrong with the name Scorpius? It's a quite cool name.' Again, the trio stared in disbelief. 'Only ferret would think of naming his kid 'scorpion'. I'm telling you, when he grows up, other kids will tease him for his horrible name, before beating him up and stealing all his candy. And Merlin forbid if he's a horrible chaser. They'll say, 'score missed a score AGAIN!'.' Ron finished with a frown. Draco looked haughtily at him. 'Malfoys are always seekers. NEVER chasers.' 'Well, at least it's not 'Hyperion'. Don't ask me what Draco was thinking with THAT one.' Hermione said with a snigger. 'Okay, genius. What are YOUR brilliant names? Do tell.' Draco said in a drawl. Hermione looked thoughtful. 'Well, I have been thinking for quite sometime. If it's a boy, I'd like the name 'Jack' or something. But I have a hunch it's a girl. So I'd probably go with 'Eleanor'.' Draco looked indignantly. 'No Malfoy shall be named something as common as that.' 'Okay, let's see. If it's a boy, YOU can do the honours. If it's a girl, then I'LL name it.' Said Hermione. Harry and Ron nodded in agreement. 'As long as it isn't HYPERION, I'm good.' Mused Harry. 'Well, we'll know soon enough, in four months.' The couple said with a grin.
FOUR MONTHS LATER, ST MUNGOS.
'YOU BLOODY BASTARD! YOU DID THIS TO ME! AFTER THIS OVER, I'LL – ARGHHHH!' Yes, the delivery was at full swing, Draco's hands were being crushed in a death like grip, and Merlin knows HOW many people were waiting outside the birthing ward. Two hours, several screams and gruesome threats, three broken fingers, and a Draco grateful that Hermione didn't have her wand, the baby was in the world. 'It's a beautiful baby girl! Congratulations, Mr. Malfoy! Oh wait a second – I think I see another head!' The couple paled. And the process continued. Half an (extremely painful) hour later, baby number two was born. 'Congratulations! It's a boy!' Draco and Hermione looked at each other. And that was how twins Eleanor and Scorpius got their names (though Scorpius turned out be an excellent chaser, much to Draco's indignance and Ron's amusement).