Luna rocked baby Alison in her arms and cooed gently to her. Neville and Enola's daughter gurgled and burped happily in response. Luna's own daughter giggled and smiled at the baby, smoothing her downy-haired head with a delicate hand. She looked up at Hermione, watching the scene nearby. It was stirring all kinds of intense broodiness in the older witch. Hermione hoped very much that Harry would end the war pretty soon.