"Let’s go, I’ll likely have to stun her," Potter’s eyes rolled, "She might like the beard though, if you clean it up," Potter snarked and Draco laughed. He felt one step closer to the future he envisioned now when he meditated, his future with Hermione. Each time he immersed himself in the dream, he felt a sense of calm and rightness that told him it was not just a dream, but what his future would actually look like with Hermione by his side. 