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Day Ten
The Malfoy Men
Lucius Malfoy looked over his son and grandson, the mother of said grandson was gone, thankfully, she was an air head if ever he saw one, he could not imagine what his late wife was thinking in arranging such a marriage between the two, there were more suitable women that Draco could have married while he was in Azkaban.
"You both look good, though, Draco comb Scorpious hair again, please." Lucius said, as he noted the slightly scruffy look to the mop of hair upon his grandson's head.
Draco smiled at his father and said, "sorry father, I have already done that, I want him to grow his hair a bit more, as he does not like the gel I used to use. He reminds me of Potter half the time."
"Agreed on that Draco. Scorpious where is fluffy?" Lucius asked his grandson with a slight grimaced, as to the name the young boy had given his dog.
"He is over there grandfather," he smiled up at his tall and imposing grandfather.
"Go get him, and make sure he sits in the right place." He told the little boy.
Scorpious went and got the large puppy, as he was still a puppy, and made sure he was in the place that his grandfather wanted. Draco went to the other side of the chair and stood, a hand on the ornate chair. Little Scorpious stood behind his puppy, and Lucius finally sat down in the chair, his cane in one hand. Within moments the family picture was taken, it would then be turned into a large oil painting.
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