Malfoys

Mrs. Malfoy's birth went well, not like the first time. Mr. Malfoy stood next to her and steadfastly listened to her insults to him and simply smiled softly. Finally, Mrs. Malfoy gave birth to a healthy boy. - Congratulations, you have given birth to a healthy boy! -said the healer. Mister Malfoy simply nodded, and Naritssa sighed in relief. - What should we call it dear? - asked Mr. Malfoy, holding a small package in his hands. Narcissa thought for a moment and said - The founder of the Black family was the Supreme God of Death and the Underworld, he and a female sorceress had a son, who was named Harold, maybe this will be the middle name of our boy? Mister Malfoy smiled, kissed Narissa on the lips with a quick kiss, and then kissed the boy on the cheeks. - Great idea! What about his first name? - Well, if according to the Black tradition, then Tyrus. Lucius sighed, picked up the child and said. - Well, hello Tyrus Harold Malfoy. -Who will be Tyrus' godparents? - Naritssa asked in a soft voice. - Hmm, we thought about this, so I still propose Martini Greengrass, née Nott, for the role of godmother, and who did you suggest for the godfather? - I proposed Felix Rosier, my relative through my mother, or more precisely, my cousin. - Good idea, dear - smile - and now, it seems someone wants to eat - he looked at Tyrus, who was already crying.