"But..." Draco thought of the way she had asked about Greyback, the horrified denial in the way she had asked, children? How could she, still think he deserved to be with her knowing what he had done? Now his confessions had sunk in; now that she had thought about it – no doubt pictured it in her mind while they lay quietly together. Fuck, he had been so obliviously contented. Hermione swallowed hard and stepped back from him, eyes slipping away from his face.