-1I Wouldn't Have it Any Other Way

Chapter Two

Two Years have passed since Sam was born. She was celebrating her second birthday Saturday. Draco was making all the arrangements. He had sent out Aladdin and Meekle to get party supplies and he had taken the liberty of calling all of Sam's friends from Daycare. They were all coming, of course they didn't really have a choice. they were only babies after all. Draco sighed as he finished the last phone call he had to make, and he walked from his office to Sam's room. She was taking a nap, like she usually did around three. He smiled down at her. She always slept on her belly and Draco always thought she had gotten that from her mom.

Draco walked down the hall and a flight of steps to the kitchen. He told Rosie, the Head of cooking house elf, what was to be on the menu on Saturday. Nothing fancy, they were fancy after all, but some finger foods and such. Draco left, and went to the owlery he had in his house. He took a quill and piece of parchment and began to write to Narcissa Malfoy.

Dear Mother,

I would like to invite you to Samantha's second birthday party. It

will be all children so don't get your hopes up that this will

be a dinner party. Sam would be very pleased if her Grandmother

would be there. I do ask you, however, to not bring any friends this is

not to socialize and if you do plan to come please dress in muggle atire.

I do not want you scaring the little children. The party will take place

on Saturday at three o'clock. Please respond with your answer via owl post.

I don't want you showing up at my house until Saturday.

Draco

Draco sent the letter to his mother off with night-night care owl. (Sam named the owl.) He looked at the time. Sam would be waking up soon. It was best to go up to her room so she doesn't get upset when he isn't there. Sam was a spoiled little girl, and was much like her father, but she was kind and sweet and was so different from him too. She never cries when she gets hurt, she always has ways of persuading her dad to go to the park or the pool. She never takes advantage of him when she can and never uses crying to her advantage. She was a strong little girl, no doubt Slytherin, but some things Draco couldn't stop. Like her taking after Hermione too...

When Draco reached Sam's room, he heard her talking. He smiled, Sam always talked to her bears. He expected to see care bears in Sam's arms when he opened her door, but he didn't. He saw Sam in Hermione's arms. Draco thought he was seeing things. He thought he might have a heart attack. It wasn't until Sam yelled to him, pulling on his shirt, "Daddy! Mommy is home!"

Hermione looked back at him as he stared at her. Sam had no idea why she couldn't get her daddy's attention. He usually always paid attention to her. Draco continued on staring. He looked, down at Sam, picked her up, and looked back to Hermione. Hermione tilted her head, and stood up. "What are you waiting for, Draco? For me to do a trick?"