I am trying to update as much as possible. I have outlined the plot and the chapters and would gladly to say, it would run until Chapter 18 and excluding the prologue and the epilogue.

To all those asking if the picture is me, YES. I am 100% assure you that this is me. Anyhow, you may PM me.

Also, I haven't edited this but I am busy as hell these past days, so forgive me. I will edit this next week before I post the next chapter.

All characters are credited to JK Rowling.

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September 24, 1999

Hermione Granger.

Hermione Granger.

Hermione Granger.

Hermione Granger, brightest witch of her age.

Hermione Granger, part of the Golden Trio.

Hermione Granger, born in a muggle family.

Hermione Granger is the mother of the new Malfoy Heir.

Granger and Malfoy.

A muggle-born and a pureblood.

A half-blood grandchild.

A half-blood heir.

A half-blood Malfoy!

It has been a month now and I still didn't hear anything from her. I let the news sit for two weeks since the day I have received the letter from Berzuk. I still can't believe it. There was a lot of questions that ran in my mind that keeps confuses me.

The first thing that I thought was she was after our money. Draco was the only heir I have, and we are one of the wealthiest family not just in the Wizarding world but also in Muggles. We were one of the oldest family in Wizarding kind and has been descendants of the muggle's king.

After a while and waiting in vain, I had decided to have my own due diligence. I have to know where my grandchild is. I have scoured the news about her and the trio. However, all the news I've read was that she is missing and been theorised that she was kidnapped or been killed by Deatheater who are still on the loose. And of course, that is not true! She just gave birth to a Malfoy heir. Maybe kidnapped but not dead.

I have asked subtlety in the ministry, specifically the low-ranking employees, about her information: from family background to other useful details. I've never been amused by the background of a muggle-born. We may have read how she helped defeat the monster I have served before and how she freed a captured dragon in Gringotts. However, she was not just special in our world but also where she came from. Her parents were listed as a dentist in their occupation and lived ordinarily in London. However, way back in South France, they have been duke and duchess who ran away from their own families. Two powerful clans in South France who had been political enemies had been marred by the union of their own heirs. Interesting.

I have further my own investigation to locate her and my grandchild. I have extended the pockets I have filled with galleons and muggle bills. I have asked discreetly of them. Of her. However, I still have no luck in finding them.

October 14, 1999

Ten more days and Caelum, my grandchild would be two months old. I haven't even seen even a strand of his hair. But I guess, he would look like a true Malfoy heir. Blonde straight hair with striking blue-greyed eyes.

I remembered when Draco was born. He was so tiny and very fragile. The doctors had to put him in an incubator for weeks just to be sure he would be okay. I hope my grandchild wouldn't be like his father. I know he would be great and powerful when he grew up. But I prayed to whoever would listen to me that he is in good health and let her mother be capable enough to take care of him.

"Master, Mr Pitt is here. Shall I bring him to your office?" I was interrupted in my series of thoughts by my house elf, Pixie. He notified me of the arrival of the private investigator I have inquired.

"Yes, Pixie. Bring him here." It has been long enough not to hear anything from the mother of my grandchild. I haven't had a clue where she hid. It was like she is hiding from everyone. I even tried asking Potter, but he may suspect about my inquiries of her.

The door opened, and a tall man entered the room. He was looking well-built and has brown hair and striking eyes. Yes. This will do. A private investigator in plain sight. No one will wonder who he was. He could be anyone to everyone and could not be thought of something bad.

"Good day, Mr Malfoy!" he greeted.

"Good day, Mr Pitt. I am glad you have granted my request for a private discussion in my home. Please have a seat." He seated on the visitor's chair on the left front side of my office table.

"No worries, Mr Malfoy. A client of great wealth should always be my priority." And he's very blunt. I see.

"Good! So…I really want this matter to be confidential as much as possible. Can I trust you that?"

"Of course, Mr Malfoy. I was never a kiss and tell man. And I value secrecy especially if they are paying enough." Again, very blunt. "So what is this matter to be discussed with?"

"Okay. Before that, I need you to sign this contract of the confidentiality agreement, so I would be sure that no one will know about this…project of ours."

"Very smart of you, Mr Malfoy and I understand. This must really be very important to you."

"Yes. Very much. And I wouldn't be in my current status if I am just some Weasley fool." he laughed at my insult to a poor family I have looked upon ever since. He has read the contract. He was very thorough for he went to reread it again twice before signing it. "All done. Shall we discuss it?"

"Thank you, Mr Pitt. Shall I call you John, then, to make it more personal?"

"Yes, please. Would you permit me to call you Lucius too?"

"That is okay with me." I paused and double warded the room for outside gossipmongers. "So I'd like you to locate my grandchild" …