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When I wake up again, I feel considerably better. Most of my bruises have faded drastically and I'm not in as much pain. Mostly my joints are sore, but I can deal with that. I sit up and look over at Simon. He's fallen asleep in the chair beside my bed. I don't know if I'll ever be able to look at Simon the same way again. Now, he isn't only someone that I was looking forward to having a growing relationship with, he's the father of my son. I'm pregnant. I'm tied to Simon forever, whether I like it or not.

I reach out to touch his shoulder. "Simon…" I whisper, shaking him gently. "Simon, wake up."

Simon stirs a bit before finally opening his eyes. He looks around a bit, taking in his surroundings. Then he sighs, probably remembering the news we got an hour ago.

"How are you feeling?" He asks immediately, taking my hand.

"A lot better," I assure him. Simon seems pleased to hear this. Still, it looks like something's bothering him. "What's wrong?"

"I hope you know that I'm not angry with you," Simon says carefully.

"I didn't think that at all."

"I really do love you. More than you'll ever know," Simon says.

"I know. I love you, too."

"I'm not ever going to leave you."

"I know."

Simon doesn't say anything for a long while. I think he's still too stunned. "Jane was only a year older than you when she had her children," he tells me. I think this is supposed to make me feel better. It doesn't.

"And look at her," I say miserably. "I don't want to be like that. I want to be loving and caring and-"

"You'll be all of that and more," Simon assures me.

"How can you be so sure?" I question doubtfully.

Simon tilts my chin forward with his fingers, trapping me in his beautiful blue eyes. "I know you. You are caring and you are loving. I'm not worried for you one bit," he assures me.

I look away from him bashfully. "What are we going to do?" I mutter. Simon seems to have all the answers, or at least be comfortable with acting like he does.

"Well, now would be a great time for us to remodel my home. You can oversee it if you'd like," Simon tells me.

"But it's your home," I protest.

"It will be yours, too, soon enough," Simon reminds me.

"How could I forget?" After I say this, I notice the stiff expression on Simon's face. I hope he doesn't think I'm not looking forward to living with him. I am, I'm just nervous about it, too.

Simon purses his lips. I know he's trying his hardest to make me feel better, but he can't really do much more to comfort me at this point. "About the wedding," he starts.

"What about it?"

"When were you thinking of having it?"

I shrug slightly. "I haven't really given it much thought." Honestly, the thought of being married to Simon frightens me. I've never really known anything outside of my family. Living with someone else will be completely foreign. "I'll decide soon."

"All right."

"It's a lot to plan, and I'll have to choose robes before I get large, and flowers, and a location, and invite people. Do you think your family will come?" I ask apprehensively.

Simon shrugs. "I'm not certain. I think they will. But that isn't anything for you to worry about, or me either for that matter." How can I not worry about all this?

"It's a lot to worry about! Simon, I'm nervous. What if your parents disown you because of this? I don't want that to happen to you, it isn't fair…" I cry. I know I sound like a child, but I honestly can't help it.

Simon places a calming hand on my shoulder. "Isobelle, when I told you not to worry, I meant it," he says firmly. "Whatever my parents do has nothing to do with you. They can do whatever the hell they please as long as I have you. Now please, calm down."

"Okay," I relent. "I won't say any more about it." I adjust myself in my bed and sit there for a while, quiet.

"Do you need the mediwitch to check on you?" Simon questions with a distasteful look.

"No. Are you going to work today?"

Simon shakes his head. "Not until you're better."

"Simon…"

"I can't leave you," Simon says in a firm tone. "Not like this."

"You said that already," I remind him.

"I mean it. Isobelle, you are the greatest thing that has ever happened to me," Simon tells me. I'm not sure how to reply to that, considering I'm probably also one of the largest complications in his life at the moment.

Luckily, I'm saved from having to come up with a response by a knock at the door.

"Come in."

Mum opens the door and walks in slowly. She's by herself. Immediately, Simon goes rod-straight.

"Mrs. Malfoy," he says with a small smile.

"Hello, Simon." I'm glad she doesn't have it in her right now to be biting.

"I should give the two of you some time to yourselves," Simon decides, standing up. As an afterthought, he leans down to kiss my forehead. "Feel better," he whispers before leaving. Simon shuts the door behind him.

I turn to look at Mum, who's now sitting where Simon sat just minutes before. She looks at me for a long while, and for a second I suspect that she knows something. Eventually, Mum sighs. "I see now that Simon really does care for you," she tells me. Even if she does acknowledge that, I don't think that will make her like him any more.

"He does," I agree. "He really does."

"You need someone like that."

I nod. I really do. "Where are the others?" I ask.

"Draco took them out for lunch. He deserved some time away from this place," Mum answers sympathetically.

"What do you mean?"

"Draco practically sat at your bedside day-in and day-out while you were recovering," Mum informs me. "He really hates seeing you this way."

I feel that it's unnecessary for Mum to say something like that. Who would want to see their daughter in the hospital?

"Not any more than Scorpius does," I say sadly.

Mum nods wistfully. She looks away as if she has to say something, but is thinking of how to say it.

"What is it?" I ask.

Mum takes a deep breath. "Draco and I had a long talk while you were sleeping…."

My heartbeat rapidly increases, which I'm sure can't be healthy right now. "What about?"

"Isobelle, I don't want my asking to upset you-" I hate it when Mum stalls.

"Just tell me, Mum."

Mum gives me an uncertain look. "I was considering adopting Scorpius," Mum tells me. I don't understand why that would upset me. That would be the perfect thing. We could be even more of a family, and Scorpius won't have any more ties to Astoria's side of the family. It's a win-win situation.

I frown slightly. "That doesn't upset me…"

Mum looks uneasy. "Well, I wasn't sure how you'd take it… considering Astoria and Draco discussed doing the same for you-"

"Astoria didn't want to adopt me, she didn't want any responsibility for me. She just wouldn't say so outright so Dad wouldn't be angry with her," I inform Mum.

She nods in bitter understanding. "That's the difference. I would like full, undisputed responsibility for Scorpius. Draco believes it's a great idea. This isn't going to change how any of you are treated," Mum assures me.

I nod. "I know. But what about Grandmother and Grandfather? They aren't going to be happy with this." Grandmother and Grandfather refuse to acknowledge in any way that Mum is Scorpius' mother. This will only make the situation worse.

"It doesn't matter to me what they think," Mum says firmly. "Not a bit."

"I know. I was just saying. Still, I think you should do it. Have you spoken to Scorpius about it?"

Mum shakes her head slowly. "No, not yet. I'm not certain what he will say."

"I don't think he'll be upset about it. I mean, you're his mother in every other aspect, and Astoria is dead. Why would he have a problem with it?"

"I don't know…I just fear it," Mum says solemnly. "I don't want him to think that I'm trying to replace her, or to think I'm completely disrespecting Astoria's memory."

It speaks to me how much Mum cares and how much she is willing to do for Scorpius. I'm sure that what with me and my accident, Mum doesn't want to take the chance of not having much jurisdiction if anything like that ever happened to Scorpius. It would tear her apart.

"Don't be afraid," I say quietly, resting my hand on Mum's. It feels rather odd for me to be consoling her, but it's a rather enjoyable feeling at the same time. "Scorpius won't mind it. If he does, he'll come around eventually."

Mum nods shortly and pulls herself together. "Thank you, Isobelle."

"You're welcome." I fidget with a loose strand of my hair.

"I spoke with your mediwitch…" Mum starts vaguely.

A knot goes into my stomach. Does she know? She can't! "A-and…?"

Mum breaks into a wide smile. Is she actually happy that I'm pregnant? I certainly didn't expect this. "Don't be so nervous, Isobelle. I spoke to your mediwitch, and she said you can come home tomorrow," Mum informs me.

I breathe a sigh of relief. "Oh… that's great," I say unenthusiastically. It isn't that I don't want to go home, but I feel as if it will make things more real. Even so, I know that I'll be back in the hospital in a couple months.

"You sound upset," Mum frowns. "Is something wrong?"

I shake my head quickly. "No, everything's fine. I'm just tired, I suppose," I lie.

"Do you want me to leave so that you can rest?" Mum offers.

"No." As childish as it may sound, I don't quite want to be alone right now. I don't dare say that out loud.

"I'll stay as long as you want me to," Mum resolves.

"Thanks." Mum gives me a small smile. "I love you, Mum."

Mum pats my hair and gives me a very motherly look. "I love you, too, Isobelle. I really love you."

"I know." I feel like when people tell me that, I have no idea what to say back. I mean I love Mum, too, but it would seem rather perfunctory to say that back. "No matter what, right?"

"Of course, Isobelle. There isn't a thing you can do to make me stop loving you." I wouldn't be so sure of that.

"Belly, you're home!" Nina cheers, wrapping her arms around my legs. I wince in pain.

"Don't squeeze her," Rose chastises, smiling at me as well. I try my best to smile back. I'm happy to be home, I really am, but I know Malfoy Manor won't be my home much longer.

"Lunch is ready. Dad had all your favorites made," Hugo tells me, pointing to the back door. As soon as we got home, Mum went outside to talk to Dad, presumably about Scorpius.

"Great, I am rather hungry. I haven't had any real food in nearly three days."

"Dad said to come out when we're ready," Scorpius says in a quiet voice. I still don't think he's gotten over me being in the hospital. Now, I'll have to leave him permanently.

"Then I'm going to go now," I decide, crossing the room to open the back door. Mum and Dad instantly turn to look at me.

"Welcome home," Dad says with a forced smile. He seems distracted.

"Thanks." My siblings rush past me and all take seats at the dining table outside. I sit down in between Scorpius and Dad. Scorpius pushes his food around with his fork.

"I'm glad you're okay," he says finally, not looking at me.

I know that's progress, so I'm not too picky. "Thanks. I am, too."

"I know Simon's happy," Rose smirks. "The way he dramatically rushed into the hospital to see you, it was like it was out of a book or something. How romantic…"

"Rose," Dad chastises. "Isobelle, just came home and the least you could do is not make fun of her."

"I'm just trying to keep things normal. Isn't that what we're supposed to do whenever-"

"Rose." Dad meets Rose's eye and she stops talking. I know what they're talking about. This is the normal 'Let's behave like everything is normal when Isobelle comes out of the hospital so she doesn't feel out of place' routine. I hate every second of it.

"Sorry," Rose apologizes. "So, um, when are you and Simon getting married again? This winter?"

I feel as if it's gotten twenty degrees hotter outside. I wipe my mouth slowly with my napkin. "Possibly sooner than that."

Mum seems to be having an internal struggle between getting angry and trying to remain calm. "How soon?"

Before I can answer, Nina gets my attentions. "Belly, will you cut me a piece of strawberry cake?" She asks sweetly, gesturing to the cake near me on the table. I pick up my knife, ready to oblige her and get the conversation off of me.

Dad holds out his hand to stop me. "Nina, finish eating first, then you may have some cake. Isobelle, I believe your mother asked you a question."

"Did she?" I ask slowly.

"I did," Mum nods. "How soon are you and Simon getting married?"

Everyone's staring at me. I can't lie, because I will want them at my wedding. "…A month, possibly. Before Rose and Scorpius go back to school, at least."

Dad frowns slightly. "Why so soon?"

"Simon and I love each other," I say simply. "What would be the point of waiting if we're going to spend the rest of our lives together anyway?"

Mum purses her lips. "Isobelle, you can't plan a wedding in a month. It just can't happen."

"Why couldn't I?" I'm having reservations myself, but this is for my son.

Mum wrinkles her eyebrows. "There are so many things you have to do-"

"I know. Simon and I have talked about it. It's what we want to do. Besides, if it's a summer wedding, it won't be snowing and we can have it outside. That will be nice, won't it?"

"Yeah," Nina agrees, shoveling forkful after forkful of food into her mouth. Merlin, she really wants some cake.

"We go back to school September first," Scorpius reminds me. "That really isn't a lot of time."

"It isn't much, but it's going to be enough," I assure him. "Why are all of you so upset about this?"

Dad speaks up first. "Isobelle, I don't disagree at all with you marrying Simon, but it seems you and Simon are rushing. You said so yourself: the two of you and Simon are going to have years to spend together."

"I didn't say that. I said we're going to spend the rest of our lives together, and who knows how long that is? My accident really put things into perspective for me. I don't want to waste any more time," I explain tightly. Part of that statement is true. I do want to be with Simon the rest of my life. I want to have a family with him and be happy.

"Waiting doesn't necessarily mean you're wasting time," Mum says reasonably. "Isobelle, don't be irrational."

"I'm not being irrational," I protest. "Simon and I just want to be together and start our lives. What's wrong with that?"

Mum opens her mouth then closes it. "There isn't anything wrong with that. I know you and Simon love each other. I understand that completely, but-"

"But?" I ask.

"I just don't understand how you can make a decision like this in only a few days. How can you be positive this is what you want?" She asks me.

It doesn't really matter what I want any more. I'm no longer only responsible for making decisions for myself. "This is what I want. I also want you all to support me, but if you don't, there isn't anything I can do about that."

"We never said we didn't," Scorpius mutters under his breath. "I mean, I like Simon, but-"

"But we like you, too," Hugo finishes with a sad expression. Rose and Nina nod. "If you marry Simon, you have to go."

I purse my lips. My siblings are making this much harder for me. "I understand that. But, I'm much older than all of you. I can't stay forever," I remind them. "I've been here much longer than all of you already."

"But when you marry Simon, you two can live here! We have lots of room!" Nina suggests happily, as if this is the perfect solution.

"Merlin they can't do that, that's weird!" Rose says dismissively.

"I'm afraid Rose is right," I agree. "When Simon and I get married, I'm going to go live with him."

"That isn't fair!" Nina pouts, crossing her arms.

"It isn't like you won't ever see me again," I reason. "I'm going to live with Simon, I'm not leaving England. He lives just outside of Wiltshire; it's not even that far away."

Nina shakes her head at me, refusing to listen. "Everyone gets to know you but me!" she whines. Scorpius cringes at her high-pitched voice.

"Nina," I say, trying to calm her down. "I'm sorry, but that's how things work since I'm much older than you. I wish it were different, but I'm sorry, it can't be. You know I don't want to leave you."

"But you still are!" Nina cries. "Belly, nobody loves me but you and Hugo and if you go, it will just be Hugo!"

Mum puts her hand to her mouth in horror. I know how hurt she is to hear Nina say something like that. Even though Mum is continuously questioning me, I do want to defend her. She deserves that.

"Nina, you know that isn't true," I say calmly.

Nina bobs her head violently up and down. "Yes it is! Mummy and Daddy never talk to me unless they're telling me to stop doing things! Scorpius and Rose are mean to me and call me stupid! Only Hugo is nice to me and he doesn't even talk to me a whole lot! I most of the time have to play by myself and only you care!"

"We all care for you," I tell Nina. Right now, she's inconsolable. It really hurts me that I have to see her this way. I would be lying if I said I didn't feel that my family sometimes overlooks Nina because she's on a different level than us. It's not her fault.

Nina slams her hand on the table, making the silverware shatter. She may not be a true Malfoy, but she sure as hell has a temper like one. "No you don't! I don't want to be part of this family anymore!" Nina hops down from the table.

"Nina!" Dad calls.

"Don't ever talk to me again!" Nina shrieks before slamming the door.

Scorpius and Rose seem unfazed for the most part. They're horrible to Nina, and they couldn't care less. They only see her as a stupid younger sibling. Only Hugo seems to regret his actions. Granted, he's very nice to Nina, but he does ignore Nina sometimes in favor of Scorpius.

"I was never that terrible to either of you," I tell Rose and Scorpius in a harsh tone. "Nina being younger than you doesn't mean she doesn't have feelings." Neither of them says anything. I can't even look at them right now.

Both my parents look stunned. I know how much it bothers Dad to think that any of us feels like he's failed to be a good father. Mum's the same way. I hope I won't be.

Mum stands up abruptly. "I'm going to go speak to her," she decides.

I stand up, too. "No, I think I should do it. Please."

Mum doesn't look happy about it, but she takes her seat again. "Thank you, Isobelle," she says in a defeated tone.

"You don't have to thank me." Nina's my sister. I'm supposed to be there for her and make her feel better, no matter how young she is. I open the back door and go inside, I don't hear anything, so I figure Nina must be in her room. I go up the stairs quickly, taking care to hold onto the banister, before Nina has the time to do anything crazy.

"Nina," I call, walking down the hallway. "Nina."

I hear sniffles coming from the opposite side of the door to her room. I put my hand on the door knob to open it, but it's locked.

"Nina, you know you aren't supposed to lock the door," I say calmly.

"I don't care! Go away!"

I take my wand out of my robes and hold it to the lock. "Alohomora." The lock clicks open, and I enter Nina's room. I'll never get used to its blinding pinkness.

"No fair, you used magic!" Nina whines. She's got her back turned to me, standing over her bed. Her pink trunk is open, and she's filling it with various items such as robes, stuffed animals, and fairy wings.

"What are you doing?" I question, coming to sit on Nina's window seat and watch her fill her trunk.

"Running away," Nina answers in an angry voice. "I never want to see anybody again!"

Nina rummages through her closet and takes out a set of finger-paints. She places them into her trunk. At least she'll have something to occupy her while she's gone.

"You're running away?" I ask matter-of-factly.

"For forever!"

"That's an awfully long time. You won't be able to fit into your clothes after a while," I remind her.

Nina turns around and glares at me. "I'm bringing my Pygmy Bank I got from Aunt Ginny! I'll buy all new clothes!" she informs me.

"You're going to get hungry."

"I already told the house-elves to make me snacks!" Nina snaps.

"What if you eat them all? Or they spoil?" I ask, tapping my finger to my chin.

Nina rubs her hand down her face in frustration then groans. "Stop asking me questions!" She orders angrily.

I stretch my feet out, handing Nina a pillow so that she can take it with her if she chooses. "I'm going to miss you when you leave," I tell her.

Nina shrugs. "I'm gonna miss you, and you're still gonna leave," she reasons.

"But I'm going to be with Simon. You're going to be all by yourself," I remind her.

"I don't care!" After adding a few storybooks (and lamenting over how she'll now have to read herself to sleep at night), Nina finally flips her trunk lid closed. Try as she might, she can't get it to shut. I can see her visibly debating whether or not she should ask me for help.

"I can shut it for you," I offer.

"Fine," Nina relents. "Then I'm leaving."

I stand up and try to close to lid of Nina's trunk. It won't budge. "It's never going to close if you've just got everything thrown in here. You've got to lay things down in a more organized way."

Nina seems confused. "Can't you use magic and fix it? I wanna go now."

"But you won't have magic when you're out on your own, so you'll have to learn these things," I remind Nina. I take out her sloppily folded robes and fairy wings. "Your trunk's never going to close like this," I tell her again.

Nina rolls her eyes impatiently. "Hurry."

I reach into Nina's trunk and feel something hard wrapped inside one of her flowery scarves. "What's this?" I ask, pulling it out.

"It's private," Nina says testily. "Belly, put it back!"

"I just want to see it," I say.

Nina doesn't seem to like this. "No, it's mine!" she shrieks, tugging on the scarf. Something falls out of it and hits the floor with a loud thud. I stoop to pick it up. It's a picture frame. I turn it over to see a picture of Nina and me. It's from around two years ago. I'm grinning and holding Nina against my hip in one arm, pointing and trying to get her to look at the camera with the other. Nina is staring at something else, smiling and holding a bundle of balloons. It's her fourth birthday.

"Nina…" I say, touching the photograph lightly. "Were you going to take this with you?"

Nina nods. "It's my favorite picture," she tells me quietly. Her lower lip begins to tremble. "I don't really want to leave and I don't want you to leave me!" she cries.

I bend down on my knees to hug her. "Nina, no one's making you leave," I tell her, rubbing her hair. "Mum and Dad care about you, and so do Hugo, and Scorpius and Rose. Even though they don't show it sometimes. And I know they'll miss you just as much as I will."

Nina shakes her head like she doesn't believe me. "No they won't. If you go, then I don't wanna stay, either," she tells me.

"It will be fine, Nina. I'll come to see you whenever you want, I promise. It will be just like during the rest of the year, when Dad has to go away sometimes to different countries for work. You still see him all the time, don't you?"

Nina sniffles and nods reluctantly. "You'll still see me, too. Even more than that," I promise her.

Nina's blue eyes shine with hope. "I will?"

"Of course. And there's still a whole entire month left until Simon and I get married. You're going to have so much fun at our wedding. It will be like one of Blaise's mother's weddings, only you'll get to be in it. And you'll get to wear beautiful robes and have lots of flowers…"

Nina seems partially excited for this. "Okay but then after, you have to see me all the time. Swear?"

I nod my head. "Yes, I swear I'll come to visit you very often. Now will you do something for me?"

"What?" Nina asks.

"Unpack all these clothes and come finish eating."

Nina shakes her head. "I don't want to go outside with them right now."

"You still need to eat," I tell her.

"Can we eat up here? Please, Belly?" Nina begs clasping her hands together. Usually, we aren't allowed to eat in our rooms. But right now, I'm sure some rules can be broken, especially for Nina.

"I suppose we can have whatever you told the house-elves to make so it doesn't go to waste. What did you ask for?"

"Strawberry cake and ice cream," Nina answers.

I frown in confusion at my sister. "You can't run away and survive off cake and ice cream. Besides, the ice cream would melt," I tell her.

"But I wanted it," Nina protests, beginning to take things out of her trunk. I smile at my adorable younger sister. If she wants something, what should be in the way of her having it? I suppose we have a very sugary lunch ahead of us.

*Thanks for reading! Remember, I'm taking requests for Simon/ Belle's baby name! Let me know what you thought of the chapter! Also, I've got a few of my little head canons at the bottom, thought it'd be cool to include some of what goes on in my head! These are plot points I had drafts that included them, but never actually made it into the story. I thought it was time to share them, since I get a lot of questions these would answer. If you have any more questions, I will definitely answer them!

-Although it isn't acknowledged, Isobelle is the first girl to be born into the Malfoy family in many generations (through Lucius' bloodline, not Narcissa's)

-Upon her parents' demand, Hermione had already arranged for a muggle family to adopt Isobelle. Hermione believed this would best protect her from finding out who she really was but still allow her to possibly see her. She nearly followed through with this, until Narcissa came to her.

-Part of the reason Narcissa dislikes Isobelle is because she reminds her of Andromeda. Narcissa respected the fact that her sister stood up for what she believed in and regrets she was/is not the same way

-'IsObelle' isn't spelled 'IsAbelle' because Hermione believed the unique spelling would be easily identifiable if she ever encountered her daughter.

-Isobelle's middle name is pronounced 'Del-FEEN', not 'Del-FINE'. It is the feminine form of the Latin constellation Delphinus, or 'dolphin'. Draco wanted to Isobelle to have a constellation name like his so she would feel a part of her family, but did not want to change her first name. Hermione never gave her a middle name.

-Isobelle has always wanted to have blond hair since the rest of her family did growing up

-Teddy first fell in love with Isobelle after she tried to kill herself. He was disgusted with himself for realizing this when he did.

-Hermione has talked Draco into giving the house-elves certain days off. Despite this, they still don't understand what 'not having to work' means

-When Isobelle was 11, Draco received her Hogwarts letter. He wrote to McGonagall personally asking her not to send any more.

-Other than Draco (and arguably his parents), Blaise has played the largest hand in raising Isobelle. Until Draco married Astoria, Blaise often spent time at Draco's flat helping him out with Isobelle. For this reason, Isobelle feels somewhat guilty about hating Daisy.

-Once, when Isobelle was twelve, she and Draco got into an argument. By complete accident, he called her an 'insufferable know-it-all'. Isobelle never understood why he locked himself in his room afterwards.

-Because of his job, Draco sent both Isobelle and Scorpius to day school until they were six years old. He didn't have the time to teach them some of the basics, so he sent them to school. Most magical children do not go to school until it is time to attend Hogwarts. They are taught from home.

-Due to being with Holden and around his family for so long, Isobelle can speak a little bit of Gaelic (Holden and his family are Scottish)

-Isobelle is a very talented singer and dancer, but never performed due to her anxiety.

-Isobelle is the third shortest member of her family, only taller than Nina and Hugo (they will eventually be taller than her). She is only around 5 foot or 5 foot 1. She's shorter than both her parents. Hermione says her mother was very short. Isobelle also has a slightly pudgy build. If Isobelle ever straightened her hair, it would be slightly past her bum.

-Isobelle's biggest fear is the possibility that she may one day do something to cause someone she loves to abandon her

-Due to all having a muggle-born mother and pureblooded father, Nina, Rose, and Isobelle basically have the same face, only with slight variations to their features. The only notable differences are that Nina has blue eyes, both Nina and Rose have freckles, and Isobelle has pale skin. Hermione dislikes this because Nina and Rose remind her a lot of Isobelle before she met her.

-In school, Simon had the same dynamic with Holden and Teddy as Draco had with Harry and Ron. His attempts to romance Isobelle began as an attempt to put Holden down, until he actually, unintentionally fell in love with her.

-Isobelle donated all the money Hermione gave her to an orphanage.

-Hermione purposely convinced Ron to move into a house with an extra bedroom in hopes that Isobelle would one day occupy it

-Ginny and Ron stopped talking shortly after Hermione and Draco got together. Ginny was disgusted that Ron let his hate for Draco get in the way of spending time with his children. Ron remarried a muggle and has one child with her

-When Isobelle was younger, she once talked Draco into dressing as a princess. He's never mentioned it to this day, and has stuck strictly to tea parties since.

-Out of the younger siblings, Rose is the oldest, if only slightly. Her birthday is at the beginning of January, Scorpius' is at the end. They sometimes joke and call themselves 'twins'

-Despite being Ron's child, Hugo is the one Draco argues with the least. Draco is still astonished by this.

-As a young child, Isobelle had slightly larger front teeth. Draco worried this would be permanent until her adult teeth grew in proportionate.

-Isobelle isn't prejudice, but she hates muggle technology, muggle music, and muggle clothing. All the variety is overwhelming.

-Isobelle has never been a fan of Valentine's Day, due to the negative meaning it has for her.

-Scorpius has always been jealous of his siblings for having 'normal' names.

-Rose is top of her class, Scorpius is a close second.

-When Ron found out about Isobelle, he and Hermione got into such a terrible argument that he went and stayed with George for three days.

-When Isobelle turned seventeen, she spent the weekend with Holden in a room they rented at the Leaky Cauldron. He planned to propose to her, but never did.

-When Isobelle left school, Hermione and Harry helped her with her spellwork. Isobelle can't produce a patronus no matter how hard she tries. However, she is an exceptional dueler.

-Since her attack, Draco has taught Isobelle Occlumency. It took her over a year to learn.

-When Isobelle was younger, she was desperate to be just like Astoria. This is where her love for jewelry and fine clothing really came from.

-Astoria did try to get along with Isobelle, but found her extremely needy. It irritated her how attached she was to Draco. This contributed to her dislike for her, along with her not actually being her child.

-Ironically, according to my headcanon, if all of Hermione and Scorpius kids' were sorted (excluding Isobelle), the first initial of their name would match their House. (Rose Ravenclaw/ Scorpius Slytherin/ Hugo Hufflepuff/ Georgina Gryffindor). I personally feel none of them would be in the same house.