She nodded, promising him she would. Then she cleared the room, leaving just her and Theo alone. Climbing into the bed, she laid next to him, her hand on his chest. "You wouldn’t believe what your son did, but then again, I guess you already knew." She whispered to him. "He’s so brave, Theo, just like you are. But I need you to fight just a little longer, please fight just a little more, love. If this doesn’t work, then I will let you go peacefully and count down the days until I see you again. I swear to you, Theo. Just a little bit longer." A tear slipped from her eye. "I want to experience the rest of life with you. I want us to play with our grandchildren, to see the rest of the world that we haven’t already. To see all of our children marry. I want you to see the look on Draco’s face when he realizes that Will and Lyra love each other. And I’m too selfish to do it alone without you." She kissed his hand, holding it against her body. "Just hold on, please."