"Are you kidding?" George staggered back, one hand over his heart. "I'm not completely insane. Child of Granger on one hand, child of Malfoy on the other. Well, Malfoy maybe," he said with a snicker.
Draco made a face at him. "But then there's both of us combined, and just about anyone knows better. We've thought about that a lot ourselves." Individually, they were trouble enough. The two of them together, and Draco knew that their children were going to be ... interesting. Only more so the older they got.
George rubbed his hands together. "Right, so that's three sets of wings for the Mini Malfoys. Aaaaaaaaaand." He ducked behind a counter and popped up again with a pair of plushies in his hands. One was a duck wearing a Bulgarian Quidditch uniform, and one was a sleek, pale cat wearing blue robes.