A/N: Beware of the Draco/ginny clichés in this chapter.
"Is it just me, or is her hair pink?" Draco Malfoy asked, staring at his daughter in a mix of love, astonishment and confusion.
Ginny rolled her eyes.
"Don't be silly, Draco. It's strawberry blonde."
Draco shook his head.
"I know what strawberry blonde looks like, Ginny. That's not strawberry blonde. That's pink."
Ginny looked back down at her daughter, Autumnilia Malfoy. The newborn gurgled happily.
"I don't see it." Ginny said stubbornly, shifting slightly in the hospital bed.
Draco sighed. It was obvious that his daughter's hair was pink. There was no mistaking it. Still, the girl was adorable and he fell in love with her instantly.
"May I hold her?"
Ginny smiled and passed their daughter to him.
Draco's eyes widened. Ginny stifled a scream.
The baby had apparently seen Draco's Slytherin tie, because her hair was now inarguably forest green.
"Do you think she's like Tonks?" Ginny asked nervously. Draco frowned and shook his head.
"What is that sound?" he murmured.
Ginny stared at her husband, seriously doubting his sanity. He gently placed Autumn into her arms and bent down to peek under the bed.
A moment later, he pulled himself up to full height, dragging a very flushed Fred Weasley up by the ear.
"I don't know what the fuss is about," Fred managed to get out between spouts of laughter. " Perhaps you'd like me to turn it black and greasy next time, in honor of her godfather?"