He had not written to Erik yet about the fertility aid potions. Draco sat back down swiftly, penned a quick message, and tapped it with a finger, watching the missive fold itself, hover into the air, and then vanish. They took a few days to brew. Hopefully, they would be ready for use by the end of the week—and he might as well take advantage of Erik’s presence to have him conduct a quick check-up on Hermione.