Instead, he found an image that had clearly been captured with neither of its subjects aware that a camera had been pointed in their direction. They were sat together on a long, fancy sofa. Potter in the middle, his head tilted back, one arm slung over the back of the couch, and the other curled around Edward where he lay across his lap, fast asleep. Judging by Potter’s open collar, he guessed that this had been taken towards the end of the night. While Edward only moved to twitch in his sleep, Potter occasionally looked up and glanced down fondly at the boy curled around him.