"I chose Draco. I love him. And he loves me. We are happy, despite you and your blasted law. But how many children have you doomed to being raised by people who will forever resent not having a choice Harry? How many people have lost their innocence and their freedoms because you couldn’t be bothered to find a better solution? You will have to live with that choice for the rest of your life. It’s not my happiness that you should be worried about Harry. It’s yours." Hermione turned and swept back up the stairs, knowing he would get the hint and leave. Lyra would be waking up right about now.