She kept the mental channel between them closed firmly on her end. Only because it was fair, she sent him the news when Lucio first used magic, and then slammed that invisible door shut, not caring for his response. Their son grew, as she had feared, to be the exact image of his father—but to her relief he remained kind, and empathetic and all things good. At school he stood up for others and had a group of friends who adored him and saw him as their leader. All of Hermione’s fears for his future thawed knowing this.