The pain was unbearable. No medication or anything. I was pushing a live human being through my body and having the healers yell at me to push then to breathe got really annoying. Draco nearly punched every one of them in the face but he luckily kept himself under control. Now, we had a beautiful daughter. She had Draco's blonde hair and my eyes. She even had Draco's little nose. "She is going to be a heart breaker for sure," Hermione whispered staring down at Calla.

Draco was out in the hallway speaking to Harry and I felt a lump in my stomach. Something was wrong. Why would Harry just pull him out of the room when his wife just delivered their daughter? Calla was only twelve hours old. "Don't worry. I'm sure its good news, Cora. Just keep your attention all on Calla. She is the only important thing right now," Hermione whispered. She brushed Calla's hair back and smiled down at her. I remember when I first saw Hermione's baby. Her and Ron were so in love with her. Hermione was an incredible mother. I don't know how she handled working full time and raising a daughter. I wasn't exactly sure how I was going to handle it. When I was growing up, a house-elf raised me. I didn't want that for Calla or any of my children. Hermione handed her back to me and smiled when Draco walked back into the room.

I was happy that he didn't look upset or anger. He had this smile on his face. It wasn't a full blown smile but it was still there. Hermione said her goodbyes and left with Harry. "What did he want?"

"Your father and Blaise have been arrested. Pansy and your mother are in hiding but Harry doesn't believe they are a threat. Our lives are back, Cora," He grinned and ran his thumb across Calla's face. Calla slowly opened her eyes and stared up at her father. Our life was complete. We were married and now we had a precious little girl.

"The trial will be in a month. You will have to testify and so will I. But there is no way they are getting out of this. I will make sure we have the best lawyer," Draco leaned forward and kissed my forehead. He held his arms out and I gently handed him Calla. He smiled down at his daughter and leaned down kissing her forehead. "I'm your daddy, Calla. Welcome to the family. I promise I will do whatever it takes to make sure you have to best life," I smiled at Draco knowing fully well that Draco wasn't lying.

Malfoy's don't lie.

11 years later

"Dad! Will you hurry up?" Calla slammed her foot down on the ground and crossed her arms angrily over her chest. Her curly blonde hair was in pigtails and she was wearing a dark green dress with a black sweater over it. Draco pulled out her last chest and slammed it down on the cart. He whipped around and looked down at his son, Hector. "Don't ever act like her, please!" Draco yelled glaring over at his daughter. Hector was a spitting image of me. Brown hair but had Draco's icy grey eyes. I was so thankful for that. Draco and I were actually going to stop after Calla but Hector appeared nine months after we took a trip to Greece.

"Mum!" I pushed Calla forward and slammed Draco on the back of the head. He was not too pleased with Calla going off to school because he knew she would be hanging out with boys. "Does she have to go to Hogwarts?" Draco muttered helping Hector climb up on the cart. "We have been through this. Yes!" Hector giggled and patted his father on his hand. "In two years, I'll be able to watch after Calla,"

"That seems like a lifetime away," Draco muttered. Calla was walking ahead of us and was acting like she was embarrassed to be even seen with us. She was at that age of course. Actually she hit that stage at age nine when Draco brought her to work with him. Didn't go well. Apparently Calla hates being bragged about in front of his business partners. "Alright, Calla. Just run through that wall and we will follow," Calla nodded and walked quickly through right onto the platform. Draco and I followed, I couldn't help but feel my heart swell with pride. There it was. The Hogwarts Express, good ole Hogwarts. Our daughter will be going and I hope people would forget our past. I just want Calla to be given a chance before she is marked with, "Oh she is a Malfoy"

"Wow, that's it!" Calla grinned and raced over to her father. She grabbed her cat off the cart and her little bag. She smiled up at Draco, "I'm going to make you proud, Dad! I'm going to be on the Slytherin Qudditch team just like you and mum. And I'm going to make great grades like mum too!"

Draco knelt down in front of Calla and I could have sworn that I saw tears welding up in Draco's eyes. "You already make me proud. No matter what house you are in. Your mother and I will be so proud. You're a Malfoy after all," Calla grinned and wrapped her free arm around Draco's neck. He smiled and kissed her on the cheek.

"I love you," He whispered. Calla smiled and walked over to me. "Dad's crying. You aren't, right?" Calla muttered hugging me. "Nope, but I swear if I get one owl from McGonagall, you will be grounded for a year. Got me?" I whispered to her. She tensed up and pulled back. She smiled, "Love you too, Mum"

She walked over to her brother and they talked a little bit before Hector kissed her cheek. "Alright, go on! Owl us as soon as you can," She placed her kitty, Milky, on the cart and pushed it towards the conductor who was loading them into the train. She picked up Milky and gave us one final wave before she climbed on board.

"There she goes. Think she is going to be okay?" I asked picking up Hector so he could wave as the train left the station. "Of course. She is going to break hearts just like you did," Draco wrapped his arm around my waist and kissed my temple. I was trying my hardest not to cry.

She owled me and told me she had gotten into Slytherin. It barely touched her head before it shouted Slytherin. Just like her father. She also met a new friend.

His name was James Potter.

Funny, huh?