Disclaimer- I own Aislin, and the plot. Everything else belongs to either JK Rowling or some person who wrote the folk song: "All the Pretty Little Horses" and "The Gypsy Rover".

The rain pelted the window of a small, dingy flat in Scotland. A baby's wails could be heard reverberating through the thin walls. Draco rolled over in bed, forcing himself to wake up. His daughter wasn't a very good sleeper yet and he was accustomed to this kind of wake up call. He winced as his feet hit the cold floor as he padded to the room next door. He walked over to the crib and picked the screaming child up. Her small, pink face was contorted. "Shh, what's the wrong darling?" he whispered. "Don't worry, Papa's got you." He carried her over to the rocking chair and sat down. "My goodness, what are you so upset about? Sweet little Aislin why don't you go to sleep?" He rocked for a bit before starting to hum softly.

"The gyps rover came over the hill, and down through the valley so shady. He whistled and he sang till the greenwood rang and he won the heart of laddie. Ah-de-do, ah-de-do-da-day. Ah-de-do, ah-de-day-de. He whistled and he sang till the greenwood rang and he won the heart of a laddie." He looked down and saw the she had quieted. Her big, blue eyes stared up at him and he continued to sing, scared that she would start crying again.

"He left his father's castle gate: he left his own fond lover; He left his servants and his estate to follow the gypsy rover. Ah-de-do, ah- de-do-da-day. Ah-de-do, ah-de-day-de. He whistled and he sang till the greenwood rang and he won the heart of a laddie. His father saddled up his fastest steed, roamed the valleys all over. He sought his son at great sped, and the whistlin' gypsy rover. Ah-de-do, ah-de-do-da-day. Ah-de-do, ah-de-day-de. He whistled and he sang till the greenwood rang and he won the heart of a laddie. He came at last to a mansion fine, down by the River lady. And there was music and there was wine for the gypsy and his laddie. Ah-de-do, ah-de-do-da-day. Ah-de-do, ah-de-day-de. He whistled and he sang till the greenwood rang and he won the heart of a laddie. "He is no gypsy, my father," he said. "But lord of these lands all over, and I will stay till my dying day with my whislin' gypsy rover." Ah-de-do, ah-de-do-da- day. Ah-de-do, ah-de-day-de. He whistled and he sang till the greenwood rang and he won the heart of a laddie." He finished and saw she was still awake.
"Are you ever going to go to sleep?" She simply gazed up at him. "For a little girl who's name means Dream Peace you don't seem to sleep a lot, not counting the peaceful part." He picked her up and walked around the room a couple of times. "If I could my darling I'd give you everything," Draco whispered. "Hushabye, don't you cry. Go to sleep my little baby. When you wake, you shall take all the pretty little horses." Her eyes began to droop. "Blacks and bays, dapples and grays," her eyelids flickered. "Coach of six little horses," her eyes closed. He carried her over to her bed. "Hushabye, don't you cry," he laid her down. "Go to sleep my little baby," he pulled the blanket up around her chin.

He tiptoed back to bed. He slid in expertly without waking Percy. Rolling over on his side he closed his own eyes, hoping for another hour or so of sleep. "All the pretty little horses," he whispered to himself.

Percy and Draco had been together for over 3 years. They had just recently adopted their first child. They named her Aislin (Dream) Olivia (Peace) Malley (a mix between their two last names). They had run away from Draco's father who, upon hearing about the couple, threatened to kill both of them. They fled for their lives. At the moment they lived in a run-down flat in Scotland. Their fear everyday was that the adoption agency would come take Aislin away from them. Percy worked for a muggle bank while Draco stayed at home with Aislin in the daytime and taking the night shift at a grocery store in the evening.

A/N- I know it's short but I want to make sure that there's an audience before a put in a large amount of time. Please review.