"Cousin Nymphadora was in Hufflepuff" Draco supplied, remembering the bright spirited young woman who had died in the battle of Hogwarts. He leaned forward across Hermione's shoulder and placed a gentle finger on the Badger which hissed at him before he pulled his hand away. Hermione turned to look at him, her brown eyes soft and caring, cheeks flushed pink. They were so close in that moment, Draco froze, not wanting to do anything that would make her draw away from him. 