Alexander Draco Malfoy

"Your mother must be one hell of a woman... I mean... to be married to a Malfoy," Harry figured as he looked at the boy from the future in front of him once again; the shape of his face, his complexion, the tousled brown wavy hair. Oh Merlin! "Hermione?" When Harry saw that mischievous smile on Xander's face, he fainted.