Luna snuggled against his chest. "No thanks necessary. She just needed a gentler voice to talk things over with. Plus, I did watch my own mother die, so I know what it's like to lose a parent." Blaise kissed her head. "It's Hermione's day to make breakfast." She looked up at him and smiled brightly. Hermione was a master at breakfast. She made these crepes with sweet cream that were to die for and her hot cakes were so light and fluffy. She'd tried teaching Draco the last time and it was a disaster. He was officially just on veggie and fruit cutting duties.