All around them, other couples were slow dancing, moving to and fro to the steady ballad. But Hermione wasn’t aware of them as she closed her eyes. She just wanted to hold onto Draco, to keep this moment in time just the way it was without the threat of danger. Though she trusted in the ritual magic, part of her wished life didn’t have to be this way, filled with trepidation and deadly encounters. She longed for a world where she and Draco could raise their baby, free from those who wanted to hurt them. 