"The public loves me." He stated, cutting her off with a shrug. "It won't be an issue. Especially," Draco paused, glancing at Hermione's bandage first, then abdomen second, "if they have something more than just my looks and money to rally behind." He leaned in, placing a quick kiss to her lips, "Something real and pure," he shifted to pull the duvet back and brushed his knuckles across Hermione's abdomen. It was remarkably flat, though, he supposed, it was a new revelation for both of them.