The new bride swayed on her feet and held her hands out on her sides to balance. She swatted away her husband’s attempts to help her until she could confidently walk. They trudged slowly toward the gate, trying to be mindful of Hermione’s state. Once the iron was within reach Draco swished his wand to open it. It swung soundlessly, and Hermione let out a breath she didn’t know she was holding. 