I had Harry in my arms, trying to pretend he wasn't crying. I knew to not acknowledge it as we went to sit down, Severus" robes sweeping behind him as he took the witness chair. Please may this go better. Narcissa reached out for my own hand and I noticed that she, too, was stoically trying to hold back tears. I conjured a pair of handkerchiefs and gave one to each of them. They both silently nodded their thanks as the fate of the boy they both loved was still unknown. When we were by Draco in the Iron Maiden, I was aghast at what Ron was saying, while Cissy frowned as if it were an old wound being opened again. I cannot let this hatred continue to thrive in this world. If my best friend is in love with my stepson, and they are both adults, then they should be allowed to be with each other without harassment.