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Prologue

Three years ago

One stormy night there came a knock on the door at the house of Draco Malfoy. With a yawn the newly father opened the door to find a women in a thick black robe, drenched brown hair that stuck to her forehead.

"Yes? May I help you," Draco asked, shocked anyone would be here at this hour.

"Is this the home of Malfoy, Draco? Wizard; once attending Hogwarts. School of witch craft and wizarding?" The young woman looked down to read off a note that's ink was starting to drip down the paper.

"Yes. I am him."

"May I speak to you and your wife Mr. Malfoy?"

"Sorry but who are you," He asked cautiously.

"I'm Sicily Porto. I'm Arour for the Ministry of Magic," she held up her badge.

"Umm…yes. Come in." Hesitantly Malfoy made the door wider and stepped to the side to allow Ms. Porto to slide in. "Astoria. Someone's here to see us." His voice echoed throughout the large house.

"Shh shh. I'm coming. Scorpious finally fell asleep. He's been waking up screaming lately Draco. It's starting to worry m-" Mrs. Malfoy chattered as she descended from the stairs. Hardly noticing their guest standing in the living room as Draco sat on the couch across from her. "Who is she?"

"She's Arour Porto. She was sent by the Ministry," Draco muttered under his breath.

"Why is she here?!"

"We are worried for your family's safety Mrs. Malfoy," Sicily stated softly. She didn't want to upset them but the Ministry has found clues left by a serial killer that he/she may be targeting the Malfoy family. And so she told them of the many killings of past Death Eaters that have given up their old ways to start over.

"Do you know who it is?!"

"We're trying to figure that out. I-we want the best security for you and your family. Hopefully we'll be able to find this murder and put a stop to these killings."

"Why us though?! What did we do wrong, to the point of someone wanting to kill us?!"

"Draco? Have you ever told your wife here about your years at Hogwarts?"

"Now why on earth would I want to even speak of it? I'm ashamed of my choices and my familys'," Draco hissed through grinding teeth. Astoria looked shockly at her husband. Her eyes switched to Draco to Sicily questionly. "I was a past Death Eater..."

"Why haven't you told me this before," Astoria practically screamed.

"Because I-I didn't want you to hate me too," Draco barely whispered. But his wife only stared in disbelief. She was unable to form any words.

"Mr. Malfoy. Not to be rude but why would she ever hate you? You made a mistake and you learned from it. No harm, no foul," Sicily Porto stated giving Astoria side glares as she looked down at Draco who was pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Mum? Dad," a small voice came from behind all of them. Everyone turned their heads to find a fair blonde boy with gray-ish blue eyes and beautiful pale skin that glowed in the dim lightning in the living room. Scorpious Malfoy. Son of Draco Malfoy and Astoria Malfoy.

"Hon-honey!" Astoria called in a chimmed voice and tried to smile sweetly but it was weakened with a glance at Ms. Porto. Astoria couldn't help but feel ashamed of how she looked compared to the Arour, with her warm green eyes, chocolate brown hair and slime frame. The glasses she wore were also hardly noticed against her glowing skin.

"Who is this?"

"I'm Sicily Porto. But I must leave you now Mr, Mrs. Malfoy, Scorpious. We will keep in contact if we find anything," the Arour spoke softly giving them all a reasuring smile. Swiftly she made her way out and closed the door quietly behind her.

That was the first time that Scorpious has met Ms. Porto, soon to be known as Mrs. Malfoy...