Draco ignores Weasley’s scorn and watches Granger as she rocks the baby girl back and forth. He can already tell she’s going to be an excellent mother, and of course she would be. Based on how much of a swot she was back in school, he thinks she’s probably read every book on the subject by now and probably given herself practical exams. It occurs to him that a part of himself planned for this, too, but he has no idea what he would have done if they had actually let him hold the baby.