Hermione took a deep breath, allowing the vision of the two Malfoy’s in front of her to fill her with what she believed to be pure contentment. Though the Weasleys would always be family in a way, they could not give her the bond that she shared with her own blood. The Malfoy’s however, the bond between her and Draco...  of mind, of   blood,   of soul . Not a replacement, no– never. But something that she could call family again. A tear slipped from her lower lid and she felt the wet trail it left in its wake acutely. 