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Chapter 2

"Mother," Draco began "I understand your reasoning, but do you remember the war and what she did to Hermione?"

"Well yes, but could you possibly talk to Hermione, this would mean the world to me!" She pleaded.

"Mother, I am not fully for this name, although I will still see what Hermione says. Alright?" He said.

"Thank you Draco!" Narcissa beamed and kissed Draco on check and left the room.

He sighed getting Hermione to agree, would take this topic to be carefully approached. He wanted his mother to be happy, but he didn't want to pressure Hermione into anything.

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Later that night…

Hermione was reading a novel when Draco came in dressed in his pajamas, boxers and a shirt.

"So…," began Draco, "have you thought of a name yet for our little girl & boy?"

"Well, I think Jeanette would still be a good name for her and Orion would be a good name for our boy. What do you think?" she asked.

"You do realize Orion was the name of Siruis' father don't you?"

"Yeah, but I still like it," She stated.

"Gasp! You wouldn't want to hurt your dear friend Harry by naming your child after his godfather's horrible parents, would you?" He said with mock shock.

Hermione laughed, "I don't think Harry would mind."

"Any way my mother came into y study today and asked for something very …Unique."

"Yeah, what was it?"

"She wanted to know if we would name our little girl after her dear sister Bellatrix," he said nonchalantly.

Hermione frowned. Memories of being tortured by Draco's aunt by an Unforgivable came rushing back. She could almost fell the pain. "Well what did you say?"

"I said I would ask you," he stated.

Hermione sat facing the wall from the bed; she looked over to Draco who was watching her intensely.

"Look, I don't want you to fret over her okay. You said you liked the name Jeanette so pass over that book of name meanings and let's have a look see," Draco stuck his hand out.

Hermione simply stared at his hand, the look into his eyes; they were a piercing grey in which he had inherited from his father.

"We could name her Bellatrix for you other," said Hermione.

Draco was shocked.

"Damn it Hermione! I don't want you naming OUR children a name you don't want just to make my mother happy! She has already approved of our marriage so do you feel the need to do thing just to please her!" Draco yelled. Why was she agreeing so easily to this she was usually oh so stubborn?

"Listen Draco, your mother has practically nothing. Your father is still upset about the Dark Lord dying so he is no help, her favorite sister has died, and Bellatrix is a kind of nice name." She said.

"But Hermio-"

"Draco don't okay? Forgive and forget and that is what I have done. I want to name our daughter after Bellatrix." She stated.

They stared into each other's eyes for a moment before Draco said-

"Are you sure?"

"Yes I am very sure."

"Okay I'll tell her the morning"

"Alright, Goodnight Draco."

"Goodnight Hermione."

And with that Hermione turned out the light and fell asleep.

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Early that morning Draco prepared for the morning careful to avoid disturbing Hermione. He went downstairs and approached the breakfast nook where his mother was stirring her coffee and was attempting to converse with his father.

"Good Morning mother," His mother promptly stood up and kissed Draco on the cheek.

"Good Morning Draco," His mother smiled.

"Father," Draco said nodding his head towards his father.

"Son," Lucius returned.

Draco sat down at the table when a house elf brought him some pancakes, which he was now paying due to Hermione's S.P.E.W. Draco turned toward his mother who was frowning at his father.

"Well mother Hermione agreed to the name Bellatrix," he said while cutting his pancakes.

"She did!" His mother was absolutely giddy, "Oh that is wonder full now all we need is a middle name and we can begin engraving names on-" She was cut off by Lucius.

"What is happening, why am I being left out?" Lucius' eyes darted from Narcissa to Draco.

"Well mother wanted to name our unborn little girl after Bellatrix, and Hermione agreed."

"Oh she did, did she," Lucius sneered, "Well that filthy little mudblood has done something right for once hasn't she?"

Draco was about to yell at his father when-

"Well this filthy little mudblood is carrying your grandchildren," Hermione was walking towards the table.

"Good morning Hermione," Narcissa said hastily trying to clear the tension.

"Good morning Honey," Draco said as he kissed Hermione on the cheek glaring at his father.

"Those are no grandchildren of mine," he growled and stormed out the room.

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