“When he moved, she could tell that he’d stopped breathing. His fingers spasmed as he started to reach out. He hesitated and then just barely brushed the baby's palm as though he expected his touch to poison or break her. The tiny hand reflexively closed around his finger, gripping it.


Draco sat frozen.

Hermione watched him and recognized the expression in his eyes as he looked down at the little person who was clinging tenaciously to him.

Possessive and adoring.”