"My girls." He whispered before leaning forward to kiss Hermione on the cheek. "I am so lucky to have you." He murmured into her hair. Hermione’s vendetta was back in full force. This why she was fighting. He was right. They were lucky. They were in love and had a beautiful daughter that they may not have wanted so soon, but had wanted nonetheless. Not many others were so lucky.  She would fight for those people. She would fight for their chance to have this.