Well since I did one about Scorpius, I thought I would try one about Draco.. So here it is..

Hope you all like it...

From the moment that Astoria had informed him he was to be a father, Draco Malfoy was in shock.. But, after hearing his baby's heart beat the first time, he realised it was happening so he might as well get used to it.. So he and Astoria read all the books, both muggle and wizarding kinds. And attended both muggle and wizarding classes..

It wasn't until the moment that his son was born, that he realised that this was happening, that he, Draco Malfoy, was a father..

It felt surreal, after months of waiting, and dealing with a hormonal wife, who cried at 2am because she couldn't find any apple pie, his son, this little bald, grey eyed baby, was his.. He helped create such a magnificent miracle..

He smiled softly and kissed his sons forehead slightly.. He didn't care if he had tears in his eyes.

He never thought he would be here.. He never though he would survive the war, or that after everything that happened to him after wards, he would be able to find someone to marry him, let alone want to be the mother of his children..

But, here he was looking down at his son, he glanced over quickly to his wife. And felt a large amount of love for her..

As his wife was being tended too, he took his son, and rocked him slightly on the rocking chair provided by the hospital..

He took one of his sons little hands, and was surprised at how tight his little grip was.. And his skin it was so soft, and he smelled so good.. Granted he had just been born less than ten minutes ago.

"Hi there, I'm your daddy.. Or father, no wait, don't call me father.. It's too formal.. Call me dad.. Yes.. Dad.. Merlin, you are worth all of those hexes and tantrums your mother threw at me… And all of those late night store trips.." He spoke softly to his baby boy.

"I'm really glad you're a boy, Merlin forbid I would have had a daughter, I probably would of locked her up.. She probably wouldn't of liked me too much.. You know your mum and I never agreed on a name for you little one…"

He was granted a small smile from the little blue bundle in his arms..

"I think we should name him Scorpius.." Spoke a soft tired voice from his left.

He looked at his wife, she looked so tired, but her green eyes, displayed the same amount of emotion and excitement he felt..her hair was stuck to her face, from the sweat.. But, to him she had never looked more beautiful..

"Scorpius?.. Really Tori?" He asked, with a large smile upon his face..

She nodded and put her hands out, asking for her son.

"He's beautiful Draco.. He doesn't have any hair!. Poor thing!." She said laughing, softly stroking the babies head.

"He is.. Thank you love.." He placed a small kiss on her forehead, and smiled down at her..

"Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy.."

"I love it.."

He watched in awed wonder, as Astoria fed their son.

And in a silent promise to not only himself but to little Scorpius as well, he promised to never become the man he had as a father..

To always be there for him, not matter what he needed, To never be so busy, that he couldn't allow him five minutes of his time..

To always be proud of his accomplishments no matter how small or big…

He would never become Lucius Malfoy…

He would raise his son to be respectful of others, and not look down upon them for being Muggles, muggle born, or half bloods..

Yes, maybe this whole being a parent thing won't be so bad.. He thought as his son gave him one last smile before closing his little eyes and falling back asleep… Never letting go of his little hand, in the process…