As her life ended, a reel of precious moments played across her mind. She saw the better years; her heart swelled when she saw the first dates with Lucius at Hogwarts, the careful planning of their wedding, and the happiness she felt when she finally moved out of the Black family home. But her biggest pride and joy in her life had always been her son, Draco. She had gone through several miscarriages; it had been nothing short of magic when he arrived. She felt again the tears that streamed down her face after he was born. And in these last moments, she wasn’t filled with regret or mourning or loss. Even if the life she led hadn’t been perfect, it was hers and filled with a love so deep it would carry on despite her being gone.