I fidgeted as the Wizengamot resumed their trial, Narcissa and I standing side by side in magical shackles. Delores must really be enjoying this, I thought darkly as the various media sources had their cameras flash abundantly. I held my wife's hands in my own as a very pregnant Narcissa looked both vulnerable yet defiant by my side. I wasn't sure how she was able to convey such conflicting emotions, but I kissed her cheek as a sign of support as she smiled slightly.