Not the main vault though. The smaller specifically for the family jewels vault. Hermione felt like she was standing in a room half museum, half jewelry store. "Here, these are yours as long as you and Draco are together and will be passed down to Scorpius" wife when the time comes. You are welcome to use them whenever you desire, but they remain the property of the estate." "These" encompassed an entire wall of assorted jewelry. Rings, necklaces, earrings, circlets, even a tiara or two. Hermione looked over everything, the glittering shining mass was well organized and overwhelming. She doubted she'd ever actually wear any of the finery outside of the holiday celebrations when it would be expected. As she reached the end of the set she stopped. Of a hundred and fifty different things, a necklace caught her eye. It was a strand of milky white pearls with an exquisitely carved emerald dragon wrapped around them as if snuggling them. It would suit the dress she had chosen for the dinner that night, and wasn’t particularly showy. And she loved it instantly.