Her daughter cooed in reply and then cuddled into her arms. Hermione sighed in contentment, relishing the way Gwyneira always seemed to soothe her frazzled nerves. She suspected it had to do with the fact that she was created directly from the bond of the Rime Diamonds, but there was no proof. Relaxing back into the couch, she had but a few moments peace before the floo erupted and out walked Harry, his face tense and eyes tired behind black frames.