"Hold on Luna!" Draco said as he walked speedily to keep up with the bed she was being wheeled away on.

"Dione?" she asked, concern coming through on her sweaty face.

Draco brushed away a strand of her blonde hair that was sticking to her face.

"He's safe with Theo. Mum and Dad are on their way, and your father said he was already here,"

Luna nodded. She didn't have the strength to speak.

She was taken to the delivery room, and Draco having already changed into his scrubs back at the manor, went in with her.

She had carried their second child the entire nine months unlike their first child, Dione who had been born prematurely by almost two entire months.

It was in the middle of October, that both Draco and Luna recognized the signs of pregnancy, and confirmed it with the healers, ecstatic and scared to death at the same time! Draco had recently had his twentieth birthday before Dione had been born and Luna her nineteenth, and now here they were, about to become parents for the second time when Draco was just shy of twenty-one. It was a little frightening for both of them to say the least.

"Breathe!" Draco ordered his wife, his grip on her hand firm.

Luna did as she was told, letting out a scream as a new wave of pain hit her. Unlike all other expectant mothers though, Luna's scream was exceptionally soft. It was more like a cry for someone you recognized in the hall to stop so you could give a greeting to them.

Draco continued to tell his wife what to do, since he had been made head healer on the entire delivery.

He had come a long way in being a healer, and Luna had been by his side, holding onto their son the entire time.

"Push Luna! Push!" Draco ordered, to which she obeyed, grunting.

Another one of her soft screams departed from her lips, Draco gritting his teeth at the sound. He hated whenever his wife was in pain, and had all the more hatred for himself because he had caused this pain to her.

The labor was far worse in its intensity than the first child, but lasted much less at fourteen hours of labor instead of nineteen.

"A boy! Oh Luna! It's another boy!" he whispered to his wife as he brushed away the sweat soaked hair from her face, and she smiled up at him warmly.

"Mr. Malfoy? Your son," said a nurse as she handed the newborn to his father. Draco carefully took the boy, cradling him in his arms and smiling in awe at this tiny being who he and his wife had created together.

"He's beautiful," Luna said softly as Draco placed the baby in her arms.

"Mr. Malfoy, your parents have arrived," a brunette nurse told him, peeking her head in through the door.

Draco nodded and went out to get his parents, bringing them as well as his father-in-law into the room.

"Luna," Narcissa whispered as she approached the girl who had become her daughter.

"It's a boy," Luna said to her mother-in-law, smiling broadly despite her fatigue.

"Oh! Another one! Lucius, Xenophilius!" Narcissa said, ushering the two men forward to see the grandchild that they shared.

"Well Draco my boy, if there's one thing you know how to do, it's make good-looking children!" Xenophilius said, a huge grin spread across his face as he clapped Draco on the back. Draco's cheeks turned a light pink, a shade that Luna had always thought was charming.

"Th-thank you Father," Draco said, shaking the man's hand who in return shook Draco's hand with quite a bit more vigor than he had shaken his father-in-law's. There was no one who shook Draco's hand as energetically as Xenophilius Lovegood that was for sure!

"And what's this little one's name then?" Xenophilius asked, looking at the precious little boy asleep in his mother's arms.

"Aries Draco. That's what we decided on," Luna replied, looking at her son.

"A good name, for the son of a good man," Draco's father-in-law said, wrapping an arm around the shoulders of the taller, younger man.

"Thank you Father," Draco said as he took his son from the arms of his wife and handed him to his grandfather.

Never in all of his life would he have imagined that he would be referred to as good. Nor did he ever expect his life to end up being good. He looked at the members of his family inside the room. His gorgeous wife, his precious son, his caring parents, and his forgiving father-in-law.

"I think I'll go call Theo. See if he's still alive after having Dione for a day," his entire family burst out into laughter at his words. And Draco smiled. Because right now, everything couldn't be more perfect.