𝐓𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐚 || 𝐃.𝐌

𝐋𝐗𝐕𝐈𝐈 || 𝐏𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲𝐚

"Pamilya" - means 'Family'

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[4 years later...]

"Alright, alright, we have one last question from a fan?" The host announced looking directly at the camera. "This question is...It was about your book, 'Tadhana', that you released just 4 years ago, the fans were wondering if you ever will make another book, a sequel if I may say so, especially when yo have been married to your beautiful wife for 4 years? I'm sure that there has been a lot of story to tell."

Draco was invited to a talk show named The Jacqueline Show and it was one of the most entertaining shows in France, especially when she treated all her guests with the warmest welcome she could ever give. "The nicest and sweetest person" as the celebrities have described her.

Meanwhile, in the Village of L'ange, there his wife watched him on the television, admiring him like she first fell in love with him. They have always been like that in their 4 years of marriage.

"I haven't thought about that." He chuckled as he responded. "Though, I may be in the future. We never know."

"And speaking of your wife, how was she? I heard she just had a baby." Jacqueline became more interested in Y/n's well-being.

"She was doing good and still lovely as always. Though she still needed rest since she had given birth to our second born." He proudly said.

Their one-year-old son, Scorpius, had looked up to the television and saw his dearest Papa on the show being played. He was amused, indeed, and waddled his way near the television and just sat there, pointing at the screen and repeating the words dada. Scorpius very much looks like his father — the hair, the eyes, the skin, and the lips. It's like he had become a mini Draco. As Mr Malfoy said, 'He has a strong resemblance of Draco'.

"Yes, my love, it's dada." Y/n grinned whilst sitting on an armchair and holding her one-month-old daughter, Adhara, who was sleeping in her arms.

Adhara, however, was more like her — the dark hair and the lips. But the only thing different was she had Draco's bluish-grey eyes and her skin was the mixture of hers and Draco's. But overall, the child has the beauty of her dearest Mama.

Mrs Magindara was also in the Malfoy Manoir, taking care of her child and grandchildren, especially when she was still in her postpartum period.

"I think Scorpius now realize his father's famous." Mrs Magindara giggled as she finished the green knitted sweater for Scorpius.

"He must be proud." Y/n giggled too.

"And this is your host, Jacqueline. Passez tous une bonne soirée!" [Translation: "May you all have a good evening!"]

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Draco gave Scorpius a good night's kiss after he tucked him into his crib whilst Y/n was in their room, putting their daughter to sleep by singing her a lullaby. Adhara does have a nursery but ever since they had trouble going back and forth during the evening when Scorpius was still their only child. So they decided to put the crib in their bedroom when Scorpius was only a month old. They truly learned so much easier ways to take care of their infant from their little boy.

Mrs Magindara, on the other hand, had gone home when Draco arrived.

He made his way to their bedroom, just in front of Scorpius' room, and saw his wife gently swaying their baby in her arms. It reminded him of when they had their firstborn, Scorpius, and he still could not believe that he was turning two next month.

"Hi!" She kept her voice low to avoid waking their daughter up. "Has Scorpius finally been able to sleep?"

"He did, darling." He wrapped his arms from behind her and planted kisses on her shoulder before resting his chin on it as he looked down at their sleeping child.

"He was overjoyed when he saw you on the television." She giggled. "He couldn't stop clapping."

"Now, it makes sense why it takes time to get him to sleep because of all of the energy." He laughed too. "By the way..." He parted from the hug but only one arm was left on her hips as he stood next to her. "Your mother told me you were having back aches. Do you want me to run you a warm bath so you can rest and I'll take over here?"

"Are you sure?" She frowned slightly.

"I'm sure, Mi amada." He smiled and placed a kiss on her forehead. "You don't need to fret."

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Mr and Mrs Malfoy had travelled all the way from London to France to see their grandchildren, even though they were here a month ago. It was Mrs Malfoy who convinced her husband to see the grandchildren again. She has done this always and her husband never grew tired of it, for he too wanted to see the little children. And because they were here in their home, Draco was able to take Y/n on a date walk at the park since she had been mostly staying inside the house, taking care of their children whilst he was busy writing a new book about mystery. He knew she probably felt stuffy by then, so there he took her for a walk to feel the comfort of fresh air.

"I'm sorry I haven't been there to help you that much." He said as they both sat on the wooden bench under an oak tree.

"But when you take a break from writing your book draft, you have been helping me instead of resting. That's already a great help to me, love." She smiled. "And I understand that you have been busy."

"But aren't you busy too?" He furrowed his brows.

A year after Y/n graduated college, she started her own business. It was a flower shop and arranging flowers was one of her many talents. But she wasn't alone in managing it, she had Fatima and her wife to help her.

"But Fatima and Elodie had insisted that I should take months off work. So I have a lot of time." She uttered, looking at her husband lovingly as she placed her hand on his, which rested on his lap.

"But still, I should've been there with you."

"Oh, Draco," She chuckled, kissing him on the cheek. "I love how caring you are, and the acts of services you believe were small are big to me."

Draco smiled and fell in love with her all over again. He felt lucky that he fell in love with her. He felt lucky that he married her 4 years ago.

Then a bark interrupted them and a corgi was running in their direction, with a yellow ball, which Draco threw for it to catch, in its mouth.

"There goes Poppy." Y/n laughed as Draco followed.