"I did. I thought they’d suit my dress for tonight- I didn’t realize the emerald dragon was alive until she picked them up though." Hermione lifted a hand to the diminutive creature, it eyed her warily for a moment, then decided to have a go and swooped from Draco’s shoulder to her own, burrowing into her curls. She felt it pulling and tugging, until it had made it’s way to the crown of her head and sprawled out like a headband, it had a decent weight to it, and as Hermione turned her head she could feel that it wasn’t going anywhere easily. Draco smiled down at his wife and the tiny dragon that had been his companion as a child.