Hi! I got some requests for an early update, so here it is!

Disclaimer- Sylvania is the only character that I own, everything else goes to J.K. Rowling


Age 2)

Lucius Malfoy sighed, it had been two years since his daughter was born, and he was no closer to defeating Voldermort than he had been then. It was true that he had changed, he was kinder, gentler, and his heart was no longer the evil it had been, but he was still a death eater. True, he stayed only to protect his family and defeat Voldemort, but was he putting his family in more danger by staying, spies were not tolerated by the dark lord.

The only person Lucius knew he could count on was Severus, but even that was risky. Narcissica was pregnant again, and he couldn't afford to take the wrong gamble.

Exhausted, Lucius sank down onto the couch in his living room. He ran his hand over his face, too tired to think anymore.

Finally, he got up to go to his study, knowing another sleepless night awaited him.

When he walked into the hall, he saw her. His little princess toddling towards him.

"Daddy!" He melts at the word. She came towards him, and before she could reach him, she stopped and started twirling, just turning in circle right there in the middle of the hall. When she stumbled, Lucius swooped in and picked her up.

"Daddy, I'm tizzy," she told him seriously. Lucius smiled and hugged her. Then he looked her in the eyes and said, "you know, the only was to cure dizziness is, to be tickled!" He began to tickle her, and her shrieking toddler laugh finally penetrated through the gloom.

It cleared the fog, and lifted the darkness that had covered him for far too long. HE suddenly was filled with an unexplainable joy.

And then, right there in the middle of the war, in part of the darkest time of his life, Lucius suddenly laughed. It was a deep belly laugh that filled the entire room.

Narcissica heard it and walked out into the hall to find her husband and daughter in the hall laughing uncontrollably. She smiled, and a some of the light returned to her tired eyes.

Lucuis looked around at his giggling, happy daughter, his smiling wife with his yet unborn child that he already love so much, and he knew that this was why he would keep on fighting, this was something to fight for.