This is the one I've been waiting to write! It's been brewing for quite some time now! Enjoy!
By chance, Ginny decided to take the girls to Hogsmeade for the afternoon, womanly bonding she had said. He waited half an hour after they left to leave. After sitting on the couch looking at pictures of his family for many minutes, he stood, took a deep breath, and apparated from the house.
When he appeared again, he was standing the int middle of a vast open field, empty but for a two-story stone house standing a few hundred yards from him. As he slowly approached the house, he noticed three figures running about the yard. With every step, he prepared himself for how this could go. By this point, he was developing the attitude of just get it over with. No more hesitation, just dive in with open mind and open heart. Upon seeing him, the three figures ceased their frolicking to watch him. At first they seemed frozen, no doubt from shock that he actually showed up.
Luna's father was first to approach him. "Mr. Malfoy, good to see you!" he said jovially, extending his hand toward Draco.
"Respectfully sir, Mr. Malfoy was my father. Please just call me Draco." he said taking Xenophilius' hand.
"Very good, lad."
The little girl had resumed chasing bugs that were flying about the yard, Xenophilius soon following after her, leaving them standing awkwardly alone. Luna was the one to speak first.
"I'm glad you came, Draco. I hoped you wouldn't find it to difficult to come."
"No, no, I wanted to see her. Ginny took the girls to Hogsmeade so I was free to come." He said, watching the girl running about. "You haven't told me her name." he said, continuing to watch his daughter.
She looked at him as if she hadn't realized she had never told him. "Alessandra. My little Alessa. Well, ours..." Now it was her turn to watch their daughter.
Alessa sat down on the ground and started playing with something in the grass.
"Care for a spot of tea Draco?" Xenophilius inquired, as he headed to the front door.
"Um,...sure." he answered. Luna followed her father inside. Draco walked over to Alessa and sat down beside her.
"Hello there." he said.
"Ello Sir."
"Do you know who I am?"
"My Mummy says you're my daddy." she responded with the same dreamy, matter-of-fact tone that her mother usually had.
"That's right." he said, smiling inside. Hearing her sweet little voice call him 'daddy' made him feel rather proud.
"So what've you got there?" he asked her after a moment.
"A 'callapilla'" she answered, letting the caterpillar crawl onto her finger, and giggling as it tickled her. She put her hand out towards Draco. "Would you like to pet 'im?" she offered sweetly. Draco touched the caterpillar and smiled at his daughter's sweet nature.
"Alessa, darling, go inside and wash up." Luna called, coming out the front door, carrying a tray for tea over to a table in the yard.
"Goodbye little friend, I'll see you later." Alessa whispered to the caterpillar before sitting it back in the grass. She turned and skipped into the house, her curls bouncing with ever step.
"She really is rather amazing." Draco said as he walked up to the table. Luna just nodded thoughtfully. "She's just like you. It's a good thing my children don't take after me." he said half jokingly.
"You're not as bad as you think, Draco." she said softly, looking into his eyes for a moment. Was that a flash of pain he saw in her eyes? Could she really still love him after all that had changed? His attention was broken when Alessa came skipping back from the house. The spent the next few hours with Luna and Xenophilius reminiscing through Alessa's childhood.
When the sun started lowering in the sky, he decided it was time to return home, best to be there before Ginny returned to avoid questioning. He hugged Alessa tightly when she threw her arms around him.
"See you another time, daddy." she said sweetly. He walked a hundred yards from the house and apparated home.
When he returned home, the house was still empty. He sat in an arm chair, mind reeling. He couldn't help comparing the life he's had, and the live he could have had. The differences between Ginny and Luna, between Alessa and Annie. He love them all so very much in very different ways. He was torn on the next step. He learned he had a daughter, now he had bonded with her. There was no turning back now, he had to be a part of Alessa's life, but how much did he want Luna to be a part of his life? So many questions with so many possible answers. How was he going to approach Ginny with this. How could he hurt his wife of so many years by telling her he had another child?