Okay, so I'm going to shift the narrative of this story. Instead of being a verbatim retelling of every book, the events of the series will be more in the background while this story will focus on Lucissa and their family more. Some of the events will be included, but not every single one.
Lucius awoke one morning and rolled over to look at the calendar on the wall, though he already knew what day it was: 21 March 1993—Mother's Day. He quietly left the bed, doing his best not to disturb Narcissa. He wandered down the hall and quietly entered the nursery, where Aurora was babbling to herself and kicking the air. As he went over to the crib, Lucius whispered, "Good morning, Princess."
Aurora looked up at Lucius and babbled, "Dada."
"That's right." He lifted Aurora into his arms and placed her on the changing table. "Let's get your nappy changed." As he changed her diaper, he asked, "Do you know what today is? Today is Mothering Sunday, and we're going to make today special for Mummy." He dressed Aurora in a yellow and white striped sundress and white sandals before he placed her back in her crib so he could go change into his own robes. After he did so, he picked her up again and said, "Let's go have breakfast made for Mummy."
Lucius entered the dining room with Aurora in his arms. "Dobby?" he called.
"Yes, Master?" Dobby bowed.
"Go make waffles with strawberries, some scrambled eggs, bacon, toast with orange marmalade, and English breakfast tea. And put it on a tray," Lucius demanded. "And also bring me a bottle of milk."
"Yes, sir," said Dobby. The house-elf reappeared after obtaining and warming the bottle. "Dobby will begin breakfast."
While Dobby prepared breakfast, Lucius sat down at the dining room table and fed Aurora, figuring Narcissa could feed her solid food a little later that morning. Once Dobby had the meal finished, Lucius instructed, "Take it to the master bed chamber."
"Right away, sir."
Lucius Apparated to the master bedroom, and Narcissa was just beginning to stir. She smiled when she took a whiff of the air. "Mm. Something smells good." She sat up in bed.
Dobby set the tray down on the bed, bowed, and said, "Dobby wishes Mistress a Happy Mother's Day."
"Thank you, Dobby," said Narcissa.
"You may go, Dobby," said Lucius, and Dobby left the room. Lucius leaned over and kissed Narcissa. "Happy Mother's Day, my love."
"Thank you, darling," Narcissa answered. Aurora babbled a little, so Narcissa reached out for her. "How's Mummy's little witch?" Narcissa kissed the top of her daughter's and nuzzled Aurora's soft, blonde locks. "Merlin, I cannot believe it's only a little over two weeks until your first birthday."
"It was surely a memorable day," said Lucius.
"And if I recall correctly, you made Mummy work hard," Narcissa said to Aurora.
"Mama," Aurora repeated happily.
"But when you do something adorable like that, every moment of pain I went through is worth it." Narcissa kissed the top of Aurora's head again. "Has she eaten breakfast?"
"I gave her a bottle, but I figured you could feed her cereal after you ate," said Lucius.
"So, what is for breakfast?" asked Narcissa as she uncovered the tray.
"I had Dobby make your favorites: waffles with strawberries, scrambled eggs, bacon, toast with orange marmalade, and English breakfast tea."
"Thank you." Narcissa kissed him again. "So, what are your plans for today?"
"It's Mother's Day—I figured I would allow you to decide what we do today before your mother arrives for dinner later this evening."
Narcissa took a bite of toast and swallowed. "Well, today is supposed to be a beautiful day; perhaps we can spend the day out in the gardens and enjoy a lunch outside. I'm sure Aurora would love crawling around the gardens." The eleven-month-old enjoyed crawling all over the Manor.
"Sounds wonderful. Who knows? Perhaps she will accidentally make some flowers bloom?" Aurora's magic was emerging more; as a result, the two parents were on high alert for any cases of accidental magic from her, as she had already almost knocked over a porcelain vase via magic once.
"It's a date," said Narcissa.
At lunchtime, Lucius and the two Malfoy witches went out back to gardens. The family walked around the lush vegetation, and Narcissa discussed the day Aurora was born to her, though the young with was much more interested in the beautiful colors of the flowers. "On the day you were born, Mummy and Daddy walked all around outside. You were born on such a beautiful day, and I walked amongst all of the pretty flowers while I labored." The Malfoys watched the peacocks graze, though Narcissa wasn't comfortable with allowing Aurora to be up close to them yet. The hunger pangs began to set in, so Lucius and Narcissa decided to stop for lunch. Lucius spread out the blanket in the open field, while Narcissa unpacked the meal Dobby had prepared: ham and cheese sandwiches, some scones, and lemonade. Aurora had some toddler-friendly nibbles: cubed watermelon, some cereal, crackers, and a little bit of cheese.
As everyone ate, Lucius couldn't help but proudly admire his family. Aurora could sit up on her own now, and she was efficient with making sounds even if the majority of them didn't sound like or form actual words. He then looked up at his wife as she helped Aurora eat. When he had first met Narcissa, Merlin had she been a little firecracker. She had been extremely proud to be a Black witch, but she had always made sure to challenge the notion that Black witches were just pretty and bourgeois. Unlike most of the other girls at Hogwarts who did everything they could to please him, Narcissa had never been afraid to challenge him or put him in his place—hell, she probably would have hexed him or dueled him if the situation had ever warranted it. He sometimes pretended he was annoyed by it, but secretly, he enjoyed the fact that she was different from other pure-bloods. He liked the fact that she kept him on his toes. "Lucius?"
"Hmm?" Lucius left his daydream.
"You're staring at me," Narcissa sing-songed, playfully raising an eyebrow at him.
"Just thinking about how incredibly fortunate I am to have you in my life."
Aurora turned over and began crawling toward some of the flower gardens, so Narcissa asked, "Do you want to go explore the flowers?" She stood and scooped her daughter into her arms, carrying her over to the rows of golden yellow daffodils while Lucius finished his lunch and set the desserts out. Narcissa stood Aurora amongst the flowers, and since Aurora could stand unassisted, Narcissa picked a few. "Do you think the daffodils are pretty? Mummy's name means 'daffodil' in Greek."
Narcissa decided to gather a handful of bouquets for the various rooms in the Manor, so she meandered around the garden a bit while Aurora stood there and watched. Soon, Aurora turned to look at Lucius, and upon seeing her father, she uttered, "Dada."
"Yes, Daddy is over there getting the pudding ready," Narcissa repeated back.
"Dada," Aurora said again. She wobbled a little bit as she carefully lifted her right foot in the air, and it landed an inch in front of her.
"Are you doing what I believe you are doing?" asked Narcissa excitedly, as she had caught a brief glimpse of Aurora's step.
"Dada." Aurora lifted her left foot and placed it down slightly forward again.
"Lucius, look!" Narcissa called. Lucius turned and saw Aurora wobbling a little in place, but then he watched her lift her right foot and step forward. He smiled when he saw it. "She's walking, Luce."
Lucius stood and walked a little closer so Aurora wouldn't have to toddle as far of a distance. He crouched down in front of her and said, "That's it, Princess. Come to Daddy."
Aurora slowly but surely inched closer to Lucius. "Keep going, sweetheart. Keep going toward Daddy," said Narcissa encouragingly.
Aurora turned to look at Narcissa, but fell on her bum in the process. She cried a little from the unexpected bump until Narcissa came over and put her on her feet again. "Just a few more centimeters. You can do it, baby girl." Narcissa kissed her head.
Aurora looked over toward Lucius and smiled, but instead of walking, she plopped down into the grass and crawled the rest of the way. He picked her up and said, "I suppose crawling is still a more efficient mode of transportation."
"But she did it." Narcissa kissed Aurora's cheek. "If you're anything like your big brother, you'll be running so fast we will have trouble keeping up with you."
Aurora began to fuss, and Lucius looked at the time. "We should put her down for her nap."
Narcissa nodded, and the couple went back inside. They placed Aurora in her crib and turned out the light before they went to their own room. Narcissa kicked off her shoes before she lied down on the bed next to Lucius, scooting closer to him when he offered her his outstretched arms. They stayed silent until Lucius said, "She walked today, Cissy."
"I know."
"Our little girl is growing up quickly. I still cannot believe her next major milestone is her first birthday."
"We're going to blink, and she will be boarding the Hogwarts Express."
"Perhaps she won't grow? Maybe she will stay little forever?"
"I don't think it works that way, darling." Narcissa nuzzled her nose into his chest. Lucius massaged her shoulders. "Lucius," Narcissa warned.
"The baby's napping, and it will be some time yet before your mother arrives so I can take you both out for your Mother's Day dinner," said Lucius. His hands wandered down her body, and he massaged her back.
Narcissa sighed as her husband's hands worked their magic; she knew this was the reason why he used a massage as his tell. She smiled a little as she reached for her wand. "Muffliato," she chanted.