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"Mummy! I want ice-cweam!"

A young girl barely of 24 months with chocolate brown ringlets squealed while squirming in her mother's arms, reaching out towards Fortescue's small ice-cream parlour. Her twin noticed what she was pointing at and also started squirming, except in their father's arms.

"Oh Bella, these kids are more alike than you think! Though one is sure to love Quidditch and the other books, I don't have the heart to deny these too little angels' sweet teeth their little treat!"

"Tony! You know what happens when you get those too little mischief makers high on sugar! They'll start screaming and pinging off the walls! They have a reputation to uphold and we can't let your soft heart get in the way!"

Despite Bella's stern look, when she looked at her children's pleading faces, Bella's eyes betrayed her and the others all knew her battle was lost.

"Oh alright, one small cone each do you hear me?"

"Yay! We love you mummy!"

The twins chorused together in their sing song melodic voices before running full speed, albeit crooked, towards the parlour. After their ice-creams and initial sugar rush, the young family made their way through the crowed street and throngs of eager shoppers before stopping at Flourish and Blots bookstore where they met up with their close family friends: the Malfoys.

"Ah Cissa! I see you have made it here early, how are you and where is your son?"

"Oh I'm fine and Draco, as predicted, is already playing with your children over there."

Narcissa said pointing her wand towards a corner occupied by two blonde headed toddlers and two brown headed toddlers literally drowning in toys of all sorts. Draco picked up a toy gun, which squirts out something different each time the trigger is pulled, pointed it at Hermione and a jet of mud smacked her in the face coating her in the sloppy mixture. Instead of crying, she sought revenge by tackling her best friend into the pile of soft toys while tripping over and landing next to Draco in a heap.

Hermione had been a special baby even in a world where almost everything is possible. She developed minor magical abilities when she was barely 6 months; her mother's jaw almost hit the floor when she watched her daughter willing a shiny silver spoon to float in mid-air. Right now however, concerned mothers rushed to their children while cleaning them up, confiscating the toy gun and strictly ordered them to behave. Hermione and Draco's eyes locked together and the look in their eyes scream out: 'as if!'

The two families spent the rest of the day shopping through almost all the stores Diagon Alley had to offer. The 4 toddler sat in two twin prams; Draco with Hermione and Blaise with Lucy. In one pram, Blaise and Lucy were not interacting with each other, save for the occasional looks at each other. However, it was a completely different story in the neighbouring pram. Draco would make Hermione laugh one minute and cry the next, Hermione would then find creative ways of taking out revenge, the latest being sticking Draco's bum onto the pram seat so when he tried to reach over and yank her hair, he found himself completely and utter immobilised onto the seat. Hermione, of course, laughed her infectious laughter full of mirth and her laughs became more violent as she glanced at 'Dwaco's' sulking face complete with a crease on his forehead and pouty lips.

Back at Malfoy manor where the Zabinis were invited for dinner, the children went out to play in extensive grounds under the watchful eyes of some very keen house elves. The adults retired to Lucius's study talking about their everyday lives and laughing like any old friends would. To outsiders, the Malfoys and Zabinis were not what people perceived them to be; cold-hearted and ruthless. They were just like any other family in Britain, of course minus the magic, but if someone closely observed the two pairs and look underneath their perfect masks, they will sense that they are all tensed, like something is worrying them.

"So Lucius I hear that your businesses are going well?"

"Why they are certainly.' Lucius flashed a lazy grin 'the Euro is doing very well at the moment, I am very pleased.'

'I was not aware you were that involved with muggle business.'

'When I see an opportunity, I take it. After all, I need every chance at maintaining my status in the business world." Lucius finished with another lazy grin.

'Just like you need to maintain your status within the dark lord's inner circle?' Antonio testified with a raised thick eyebrow.

Everyone shifted uneasily in the room just as a squeal could be heard from outside the windows. The adults looked out and saw Hermione, Lucy and Blaise running away from Draco in a game of chasey. (A.N. can't spell it sorry!)

'Cissa and I will go and make sure the children are safe, won't we Cissa?' Bella said looking pointedly at her best friend.

'Of course, we'll leave you gentlemen to discuss your ... matters.' Narcissa replied to the whole group, secretly sighing in relief to be out of such an awkward position.

As soon as the heavy ivory doors were closed, Antonio rounded on his friend dropping his voice and hissing:

'Lucius! You can't go back to him; you know what sorts of evils he is capable of! To think that a rogue half-blood is talking about exterminating muggle-borns and half-bloods is just damn right ridiculous! I thought you changed Lucius, I expected you to deny that bloody bastard, leave the dark side and join the light side, or at least stay neutral like I am!'

Antonio was fuming as Lucius looked at him with a sneering look on his face.

'Do you think I enjoy serving him? Do you think I enjoyed all those years I had to sit around and watch innocent people get tortured? Do you think I enjoy murdering for the pure pleasure of a heartless beast like him? Think Antonio! I was forced! My father forced me to join his legions and I was so scared of him and his beatings I had to consent so you don't know what it's like!' Lucius looked away and dropped his voice to continue barely above a whisper. 'I was just as ruthless as he was, always seeking to gain his favour, to be his right handed man. But that was until I found Narcissa, my true love, my soul mate. She saw me as someone who was desperate, driven entirely on ambition and someone that needed help, and not someone who cared about nothing but violence and terror. She made me believe what I thought I could never understand; it killed me to see her so depressed each time she found out I had murdered, each time I obeyed his orders, each time I disappointed her. I set my mind to change for the better good, to make her happy, to make Draco and Lucy proud and above all to make myself self-worthy, I want to gain control over my life, my choices. But Antonio, do you really think it's that easy? The light side will never trust me, not with my atrocious record.' Lucius shook his head solemnly as he said this, raising his eyes to the ceiling and leaning back in his dragon-hide chair. 'Being neutral isn't easy either, I know, he'll use force and any other means to get those he deems worthy on his side.'

'Well it seems then that I did not make the cut.'

'Don't jump ahead my friend, though he-who-must-not-be-named may not recruit you necessarily, I have a feeling he will in the future after he returns to power, and yes I do believe he will, your children will become his targets as will mine.' This Lucius said with a hint of pride despite the severity of the situation. He leaned forward resting his elbows on the mahogany desk giving his friend a serious look

'Especially Mione, she developed her magical abilities at 6 months. That is almost unheard of. I have a strong feeling she is going to be very talented, which may be mean the Dark Lord will be interested."

'Well, if you must insist on my daughter, I will also recommend on your son. From what i can observe, Draco is also quite talented, I daresay.'

'Antonio, this isn't the time to compare our offspring, we have a serious matter on our hands. We both know that we don't want any of our family to be involved in the dark arts, but if the Mione or Draco raise the Dark Lord's interest—well, you know the consequences.'

'What should we do then?'

'I say we have to give them up.'

OOOOOOOOOOOH... WHICH OF THE FOUR CHILDREN WILL LUCIUS GIVE AWAY? WILL ANTONIO AGREE? PLEASE REVIEW AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK! REVIEWS REALLY MAKE MY DAY!