Prologue
Lucius Malfoy was in St Mungo's Hospital and waited outside the room his wife was in. He knew that she was going to give birth soon. For weeks, they have waited for the day when their children will come into this world. They couldn't be happier, except the fact that there were more muggler than pureblood wizard and witch in the room and helped Narcissa Malfoy. Lucius tried to talk to the other healers that were pureblood wizard to take care of his wife, instead of the mugglers. But he always got the same answer that they have another patient to take care off, and he has to accept that the muggler healers have to take care of his wife. Lucius felt defeated by the answer he got and tried to calm down while sitting outside the door and hear his wife scream. For hours, he heard her scream and the healers running around like panic birds and sometimes a healer was running out the room and back in again. Nobody said anything to Lucius, noting how it was going with his wife or his kids that were coming in any second. After hearing the screams so long Lucius decided to walk just a little, he was not going far away, he was just going down the hall and just do something instead of sitting still. After walking for a few minutes, the door to the room opened and one of the healers walk up to him with a sad face. " You can go in now, Mr Malfoy." And she walks away. At first, Lucius was scared to go in because he thought they lost the kids. But when he looks inside, he saw his wife pale and tired after all those hours, and in her arms was a little baby wrap in a soft towel. He smiled and walked up to his wife and hugs her. " You did great." She hugged him back and tried to hold back the tears. " She didn't make it." He looked down at her with a questioning look and then he looked at the healer that stood at the end of the bed. The healers looked down. " The boy survives, but the girl died just before we even have time to clean her." Lucius hugged his wife tight and tried to not cry. Now their son will live without a sister.
Just outside the room was Dumbledore and watched the Malfoy family who was crying for the lost of their child. He did know that he would leave broken hearts, but he had to do this. He walked out from the hospital and tried to hide the little sleeping thing in his arms before it wakes up. It was not some little things he was hiding in his arms. It was the sleeping girl the family thought they lost.
