They walked together through the increasingly busy high street of Hogsmeade, people were getting off work, and picking up things for dinner or running errands. Hermione was jostled by a young wizard who brushed a bit too close as he ran by, and nearly lost her footing. Draco caught her before there was any real risk of a fall. "Here, let me carry Scorp, and you better take my arm." Hermione laughed a little as Draco took the baby and she tucked her hand into the crook of his elbow, her face pink from the adrenaline of the almost fall and how familiar the two of them were being. It was comfortable. Natural even. She wanted to be close to him, to touch him. When she had come upon Draco reading to Scorpius in the bookstore she hadn’t been able to resist leaning across his shoulder, and if he had looked at her in that moment she probably wouldn’t have been able to resist kissing him. She glanced up at him as they walked, he was talking about the different shops they passed, things he and Blaise had done here and there. Pranks they had pulled on fellow classmates while out on a Hogsmeade weekend. He was so very different from the boy she had known at school. He was happy, calm, and relaxed. He looked down at her with a smile that made his eyes light up, and she couldn’t help but smile back.