Chapter 1

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"Honestly! I don't know how your father can tolerate living near muggles." Pansy Malfoy was saying. She kept turning around so much to look at herself in the mirror; the young woman behind her was beginning to think that she had a twitch.

"Mother, please. I would do this with magic, but you're not holding-still!" She took hold of her mother's waist and stopped her wriggling.

"Crimson, do fix that hair of yours. It's springing all over the place. Don't embarrass yourself." Crimson rolled her eyes.

"Yes, Mother." But they both knew very well that Crimson was not going to do it, for that was one of the reasons why boys kept chasing after her. Yes, she inherited her long curly black hair from her great-aunt, the highly respected Bellatrix Lestrange. Her amber eyes definitely helped too. Once the strings were tied together properly, Crimson stepped away from her mother to let Mrs. Malfoy see herself in the mirror. She was wearing a gorgeous black robe, with her ruby red lips the only supply of color. "Perfect," she whispered. She turned back to her eldest daughter and instructed her to wear the red dress with a stand-up vampire collar. She then promptly clasped the ruby necklace around her neck and exited the room.

Before she could scream in surprise however, her son's entrancing smile calmed her down.

"Scorpius. Don't do that. Shouldn't you be getting ready for the feast?" She eyed her son critically. He looked terribly like her husband, with grey eyes and white blond hair. And that smile of his caught her breath- and other girls around him- every time. "I just can't stay mad at you. Now get ready!" He gave her a quick peck on the cheek and headed toward his room.

With a big crack, there stood Dahl the house elf. He bowed and said, "Mrs. Malfoy." Still, after 20 years of marriage, she had tingles up her arms whenever somebody said that. "They are here." She whipped her head towards Dahl's direction.

"Thank you."

As she said that, she could hear rumbling underneath her, indicating that her two aunts, sister and girl cousins were heading up to see her.

"Ahh! Get away!" Pansy heard one of her aunts say. She chuckled and greeted them. "Dear God, Pansy. Why do you keep that wretched plant?" Aunt Carmella asked, panting.

Pansy escorted them into her tea room. "It's not wretched, it's Devil's Snare. Seductra keeps asking me not to throw it away. And you know how she gets." The other women made 'oh,' noises and nodded their heads. They all knew Crimson attracted boys like a hobby, but Seductra would have been prettier than her older sister if not for the glaring shifty green eyes and the occasional twitch of her right eye. Seductra's hair was a mystery for the Malfoy and Parkinson families. She had red hair, and no one knew who she inherited it from. Nevertheless, with her green eyes and red hair, she looked beautiful, hence her name.

"Well, she'll grow out of it, I hope. They are just mere distractions, hexing people, plants, spiders, 'evil plans'." Mrs. Malfoy sighed hopefully.

"I say this because I care about your dear Seductra. She isn't normal!" Her sister replied. Pansy glared at her.

"Thank you, Heliotrope. But my daughter is fine." She said in a clipped voice. She jumped when all of her guests gasped and hurried out of their seats. They were all surrounding her husband with compliments and hugs, attempting to grab hold of his arm.

"Aunt Carmella! Josephine, Heliotrope, Malevolence, oh, and Aunt Phlox! How nice to see you all!" Draco Malfoy exclaimed over the noise. Pansy merely sniffed, and sipped her tea. She also straightened her back a little, remembering what her mother said. 'Bust is a must!' She smiled slightly at the memory. "Mrs. Malfoy." She heard him say. His breath trickled down her neck. She turned around slowly.

"Draco." By now Pansy's relatives had all settled down, and watching them intently. One of them cleared their throats.

"Well, I had better check on Seductra. See what she is…ah. Up to." He smiled at Pansy's swooning guests, and left. The moment he did, they started gossiping about Draco, asking Pansy personal questions. "Ah, I think it's time for you to go..." Pansy declared, and with joking protests, Pansy's relatives left for the waiting room. Pansy put on her black shawl, and glided down the stairs, stopping on the third floor. She quietly walked down the hall, stopping at Seductra's door.

"Seductra? Dear, are you in there?" She asked, knocking. "Yes, come in." Seductra was the only person in the Malfoy family in Ravenclaw. Ravenclaw was split in two ways. Most were with Gryffindors and the Hufflepuffs, and the rest were friends with Slytherins. Fortunately, Seductra was in the latter group. When Pansy opened the door, she was greeted with the usual crowd of dangerous and venomous plants, such as Alihotsy, which if sniffed regularly can cause insanity, Hellebore, a poisonous flower, Venomous Tantacula and others. "Where is your father? I thought he was going to check on you, see what you're doing. Say, what are you doing?" Seductra's mother wrinkled her nose. "That wretched plant has got to go." After a glare from those piercing green eyes, Pansy hastily added, "Someday, mark my words! Now, get ready! You don't want Rose and Hugo to look down on us, do you? Tick tock, tick tock, get in that green dress now and be downstairs soon."

While Seductra grumbled inaudibly, Pansy pranced out of the dizzyingly green room to hear very disturbing groans erupting out of Scorpius' bedroom. She glided towards it, and knocked softly twice.

"Scorpius, are you in there?" Pansy asked almost amusingly. Silence.

Then, "Yes, mother, what is it?" came his irritated voice. "Are you in there alone?" she questioned. Another pause. "…Yes…" his reply was hesitant. Pansy smiled to herself.

"Oh, do hide her, will you? Rose won't be too happy about it, hmm? And come downstairs!" As she walked away, smug, she heard a shriek. "Who's Rose?! Tell me!"

She suddenly stopped. It was a gift of hers, to know when someone or something was going to appear. Yet, she jumped at the sight of her handsome husband. "You too?" she said weakly as Draco's booming laugh and hand guided her downstairs into the foyer. "When will they be coming?" Draco asked, clearly distracted by his wife's striking figure.

"Around seven. Now, Draco, I have been meaning to tell you this for a long time. Why can't we move into a nice neighborhood, hmm?" Draco acted surprised.

"This is a nice neighborhood, full of trees and mansions, tall hedges so nobody can see us. Private, isn't it?"

Pansy looked on edge. "Sorry, I meant a neighborhood with people of our kind, our standards!" Draco winced, but otherwise made no movement. Draco never told anybody why he moved here. Because he had to. His father did his good share of torturing muggles, and as to punish Draco's ancestors, he was to live among muggles until the Ministry was to say otherwise.

"We'll discuss this later, shall we?" He said through his smile, as Pansy's relatives arrived.

Slowly, more relatives, friends, creatures and co-workers seemed to seep in, whether it was by Apparating, The Floo Network or by regular driving. Pansy and Draco all said their hellos properly and socialized, waiting for their children to come down. But Scorpius and Seductra always liked to make a big entrance. Predictably, there was a loud creak-made by magic. Every eye was turned toward the old oak staircase. Was it going to tumble down like it should've years ago?

The three Malfoy children appeared at the top, with Seductra and her flowing fire-red hair clashing strikingly with her ivy green robe leading, Crimson, with her black mane and head held high-and a couple of buttons she didn't do up-, provocatively showing her bosoms. Last-but certainly not the least, was Scorpius, the new and improved model of his father. They descended the staircase, Scorpius staring at Rose in the crowd, and every man under 20-or didn't have a wife- staring at Crimson. To Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy though, their youngest daughter shone the most. While Pansy tried to look embarrassed and scolded the children, Draco was intently staring at Hermione Weasley. Her black robe looked quite plain, but her face was full of life. Pansy must've noticed, though, for she cleared her throat loudly and glared at her husband. He gave her a big showy kiss on the nape of her neck, and went over to Hermione anyway. Pansy sighed dejectedly. This was going to be a long night.

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"…Anyway, in the end, it all worked out!" Lupin was saying, holding his younger son, Darksbane, in his arms, with Tonks linking her arms around her husband.

"God, I just can't believe that Fenrir would do something like that! I mean, kidnapping your son? And what, for a little bit of money? Oh, let me see your scar again? Your husband is exceptionally brave, Nymphadora." Tonks smiled, and pulled up her husband's sleeve, revealing a big bite mark where Greyback had bit him. The women around the couple marveled at it, with Pansy peaking at her son with Rose. They were talking heatedly, and finally, Rose slapped him and stomped away. 'Good,' Pansy thought. 'It would teach the boy not to cheat again! Rose is such a nice girl.'.

"Well, I must get going, tons more people to meet! I do hope Lupin gets better, Tonks."

Pansy drifted over to Seductra and her plants, and planted a small peck on the top of her head. When Pansy straightened up, she caught herself in the mirror. "My, my, my," Mrs. Malfoy murmured. How the times fly by! Pansy was 42, with 3 wonderful children, and everything was perfect. Well, according to the mirror, she was tired and alone. The reflection also caught Draco leading Hermione up the stairs. Fuming, Pansy reached for a tart coming her way on a tray when a huge crash happened at the left side of the room. Two siblings were fighting, and one of them managed to get a wand. Running over, Pansy froze them, with complaints coming from the parents.

"How dare you freeze my children?" the mother glared at the host while unfreezing them.

"You must have control over your children, Ravastine. Now, if Mr. and Mrs. Hollysword will allow Dahl to escort you to the entrance, thank you!"

The party carried on, because nobody really liked the Hollyswords, for they were showy and loud of their genius sons' accomplishments.

"Thank God you didn't have that extra tart, Mother. I put an Enlarging Spell on it so the next person who eats it will blow up like a Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes balloon!" Seductra guffawed. Mrs. Malfoy glared, although they both knew Pansy couldn't stay mad long at Seductra. Besides, Pansy had bigger things to worry about. Like the fact that Draco was committing adultery with Hermione Granger-Weasley.

A/N~So, that was the first chapter! Hope you liked it! Any suggestions or predictions for what happens next?