A/N: Okay, so these are not going to be even close to in order, just so y'all know. Sorry about that, but I'm just writing them as they come to my mind, regardless of the timeline!

-Morrigan


Autumn 1959

"Lucius!" Peia called from the bottom of the huge marble staircase of Malfoy Manor.

"Yes Mum?" Lucius said, peaking his head around the corner at the top of the stairs.

Peia smiled at the five-year-old who looked so like his father. "Dad and I need to talk to you about something, come down please."

She watched his pale blond head bob down the steps slowly, his eyes fixated on the steps as he climbed down. She didn't know how many times she had to tell him since he started walking to be careful on the stairs, they were basically a deathtrap for toddlers, stone steps and wobbly legs didn't mix.

"Am I in trouble?" Lucius asked when he got to the bottom of the steps, his big grey eyes uncertain.

Peia laughed and ruffled his hair. "Of course not, silly. We just have some news for you."

Lucius nodded. "Where is Lyra?"

"With your father in his study," she said, taking his hand and leading him down the corridor.

Lucius nodded and hurried to keep up with her. When they walked into Abraxas's study, Lucius headed straight for his two year old sister who was sitting in the middle of a pile of toys.

Abraxas grinned at his wife as she sat next to him on the sofa. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her forehead. "Think he suspects anything?"

Peia snorted. "If my thirty-two year-old brother didn't figure it out, I can't imagine our five year old will have."

Abraxas chuckled and looked at their children. Lyra was trying to fit a round peg into a star-shaped hole and Lucius was trying to hand her the correct peg, but she was studiously ignoring him. "Hey Lucius, your mum and I have some news for you, come here for a minute."

Lucius gave one last attempt at giving his sister the right peg before climbing into his fathers lap. "What is it?"

Peia grinned at her son and tucked a lock of hair behind his ear. "Remember before Lyra was born we told you that you were going to be a big brother?"

Lucius pursed his lips and shook his head. "I think I was too little."

"You're probably right, buddy," Abraxas said and winked at Peia.

She rolled her eyes at her husband. "Well, you're going to be a big brother again."

Lucius eyed her curiously. "But Mum, I'm already a big brother."

Peia bit her lip. "What I mean is that you're going to have another little sister or brother."

Lucius pursed his lips. "I don't want one."

Abraxas let out a barking laugh and Peia arched a brow at the little boy. "Why not?"

Lucius sighed. "Lyra is enough to handle. I don't want to deal with two sisters."

Peia smiled. "Well what if the new baby is a boy? Wouldn't you like a little brother?"

Lucius chewed on his mother's words for a moment before turning his big grey eyes on her. "I suppose a brother wouldn't be so bad. When will he come to live with us?"

She patted her lap for him to sit on, and her crawled over to her and rested his head on her chest. "The baby should be here sometime in the beginning of next year."

"Hmm," Lucius patted her belly, which was barely showing. "Is your tummy going to get as big as Aunt Wally's is?"

Abraxas laughed again and Peia smiled. "Yes, and it might even get bigger!"

Lucius looked up at her, his pale eyebrows disappearing into the hair that hung on his forehead. "You'll just tip over when you walk!"

Peia snorted and Abraxas was clutching his stomach, his face red from laughter.

"Well if I get too big to walk then you'll have to serve me food in my bed!"

Lucius's eyes went wide. "But Mum! That's what we have House Elves for!"

Peia rolled her eyes. "Remember we have to be kind to the House Elves, and it wouldn't hurt you to do something nice for me every once and a while."

Lucius mimicked his mother and rolled his eyes. "I don't know if I want a brother. I think that might be too much responsibility for me."

Peia coughed and Abraxas grinned.

"I'm sure you can handle it buddy," Abraxas said, patting him on the shoulder.

Lucius looked back up at his mother. "Can I go play with Lyra now?"

She smiled at her son and nodded. "Of course you can sweetie."