Disclaimer: I own only Anna, Lorelei, and Aurora. All other characters
belong to J.K. Rowling, whom I hope to be as good as some day. These
include: Draco, Harry, etc.
A/N: I want to thank those that took time to read and review 'Emily' and 'Hilary'. I seem to have a pattern going with titles, huh? Well, I hope you like this. I did when I first thought of it. I thought it would be best to give it a title other than Draco's girlfriend's name. If you don't think I chose an appropriate title, you may feel free to give a suggestion in a review or email. My address is: jeannicole89@wmconnect.com
A/N: REVIEW, REVIEW!!!!!!!
-Nicole ^_^
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Chapter 1 Draco's Perfect Life
"Draco," someone whispered.
Draco opened his eyes to the beautiful sunlight streaming through the window of his room dancing in his wife, Anna's hair. "Morning already? I was having such a good dream, too." And he sat up, trying to recall what he had been dreaming of. He had been in a beautiful, dark forest. He was back a few years. He was seventeen again. He was searching for a particular ring he had lost. It was that ring he had been wearing since His fifth year at Hogwarts, when he gave it to him.
He tried to hold onto the dream but by the time he realized it was going, it was long gone. He got up, kissed his wife and walked downstairs. Once there, he realized how much he missed the old days. When he and Anna had just gotten married and they were so in love. Now she was nothing more than an old habit. He longed for the days before Anna. Those were the days when he still had the one he truly loved. The one he wanted more than anything else.
His thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a tugging on his sleeve. He looked down into the blue-gray eyes, much like his own, that adorned the faces of his two daughters, Lorelei and Aurora. Aurora was looking at him happily while holding the even tinier hand of his younger daughter, Lorelei, who was struggling to stand, as she was only 9 months old.
"Happy Birthday Daddy!" cried Aurora happily.
"Thank you, Rory dear. I am very happy now, thanks to you." Draco answered as Rory handed him a card and a slightly sloppily wrapped present. He smiled that handsome smile of his.
"Daddy, you're 23 now! You're old!" Rory said, wondering how old a person could get.
"Rory, you're 5! You're going to be old tomorrow! I remember when I turned 6. That's when my father taught me to play Quidditch. We spent the whole day flying around the yard throwing balls to each other trying unsuccessfully to catch them. Back then I wasn't very good."
"But you're great now, right daddy?"
"Why of course. I'm going to teach you tomorrow, too."
"I can't wait!"
"What can't you wait for, dearest?" said Anna's voice from behind them.
All of them turned to face her. Anna bent down and picked up Lorelei. "Well," Draco began, "I was just telling Rory that I plan to teach her Quidditch tomorrow."
"Oh. I'm so sorry but I'll have to miss it. Don't you remember? My tour starts today, so I have to go to London right now to get ready to leave."
He hadn't remembered. He had almost forgotten entirely what a famous musician she was. He was enjoying so much, the conversation with his little daughter, who was such a "daddy's girl". He liked being the "best daddy in the whole world" so much, that he sometimes forgot Anna altogether, as he marveled at how much his little girl had grown up. He pondered this for a moment. It wasn't that he no longer loved his wife. He just wasn't as attracted to her as before. He just found it too much to even admit to himself who he was really attracted to. He still wanted the one from so many years ago. If only he could find this person. He still even had the ring. He still wore it. Anna always asked why he kept it and where it came from. He never did say. He really didn't know himself why he kept it. He just had a feeling he should.
His thoughts were again interrupted by Rory tugging on his sleeve. "Daddy, when mummy goes today, are you going to have a birthday party? You always have good parties."
"And how would you know? You're not supposed to come."
"I'm sorry daddy. I like your friends though. Especially Harry."
"You know Harry? And better still, he's been coming?"
"Is he not supposed to? I didn't know or I would have made him go. I'm sorry, Daddy."
"It's alright, Rory. I just didn't know he'd been coming." Then, Draco was lost in his thoughts again.
A/N: I want to thank those that took time to read and review 'Emily' and 'Hilary'. I seem to have a pattern going with titles, huh? Well, I hope you like this. I did when I first thought of it. I thought it would be best to give it a title other than Draco's girlfriend's name. If you don't think I chose an appropriate title, you may feel free to give a suggestion in a review or email. My address is: jeannicole89@wmconnect.com
A/N: REVIEW, REVIEW!!!!!!!
-Nicole ^_^
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Chapter 1 Draco's Perfect Life
"Draco," someone whispered.
Draco opened his eyes to the beautiful sunlight streaming through the window of his room dancing in his wife, Anna's hair. "Morning already? I was having such a good dream, too." And he sat up, trying to recall what he had been dreaming of. He had been in a beautiful, dark forest. He was back a few years. He was seventeen again. He was searching for a particular ring he had lost. It was that ring he had been wearing since His fifth year at Hogwarts, when he gave it to him.
He tried to hold onto the dream but by the time he realized it was going, it was long gone. He got up, kissed his wife and walked downstairs. Once there, he realized how much he missed the old days. When he and Anna had just gotten married and they were so in love. Now she was nothing more than an old habit. He longed for the days before Anna. Those were the days when he still had the one he truly loved. The one he wanted more than anything else.
His thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a tugging on his sleeve. He looked down into the blue-gray eyes, much like his own, that adorned the faces of his two daughters, Lorelei and Aurora. Aurora was looking at him happily while holding the even tinier hand of his younger daughter, Lorelei, who was struggling to stand, as she was only 9 months old.
"Happy Birthday Daddy!" cried Aurora happily.
"Thank you, Rory dear. I am very happy now, thanks to you." Draco answered as Rory handed him a card and a slightly sloppily wrapped present. He smiled that handsome smile of his.
"Daddy, you're 23 now! You're old!" Rory said, wondering how old a person could get.
"Rory, you're 5! You're going to be old tomorrow! I remember when I turned 6. That's when my father taught me to play Quidditch. We spent the whole day flying around the yard throwing balls to each other trying unsuccessfully to catch them. Back then I wasn't very good."
"But you're great now, right daddy?"
"Why of course. I'm going to teach you tomorrow, too."
"I can't wait!"
"What can't you wait for, dearest?" said Anna's voice from behind them.
All of them turned to face her. Anna bent down and picked up Lorelei. "Well," Draco began, "I was just telling Rory that I plan to teach her Quidditch tomorrow."
"Oh. I'm so sorry but I'll have to miss it. Don't you remember? My tour starts today, so I have to go to London right now to get ready to leave."
He hadn't remembered. He had almost forgotten entirely what a famous musician she was. He was enjoying so much, the conversation with his little daughter, who was such a "daddy's girl". He liked being the "best daddy in the whole world" so much, that he sometimes forgot Anna altogether, as he marveled at how much his little girl had grown up. He pondered this for a moment. It wasn't that he no longer loved his wife. He just wasn't as attracted to her as before. He just found it too much to even admit to himself who he was really attracted to. He still wanted the one from so many years ago. If only he could find this person. He still even had the ring. He still wore it. Anna always asked why he kept it and where it came from. He never did say. He really didn't know himself why he kept it. He just had a feeling he should.
His thoughts were again interrupted by Rory tugging on his sleeve. "Daddy, when mummy goes today, are you going to have a birthday party? You always have good parties."
"And how would you know? You're not supposed to come."
"I'm sorry daddy. I like your friends though. Especially Harry."
"You know Harry? And better still, he's been coming?"
"Is he not supposed to? I didn't know or I would have made him go. I'm sorry, Daddy."
"It's alright, Rory. I just didn't know he'd been coming." Then, Draco was lost in his thoughts again.