A year ago, the look on his face would have had her falling to her knees. But today, her eyes drift automatically away from one perfectly smoothed blonde head of hair to the mass of tight curls piled atop the small toddler’s head seated in Draco’s lap. He had somehow ended up with Draco’s signature hair color, but the honey-brown eyes that looked up at her adoringly were very much her own. The baby smiled brightly before returning his attention back to mashing the banana into the table. She couldn’t help but smile as she turned to head toward the sink. 