“What are we going to name her?”
“We never did consider names, did we?” I asked.
“We were too busy fighting.”
“Well it is what we do best.”
Hermione looked down at our child. “No, it isn’t,” she said, then looked up at me, smiling. “This is what we do best.” She cradled the baby closer to her body.
I watched as our beautiful, nameless baby blinked at her mother, opening and closing her tiny hand. I placed my pinky in her palm and she gripped it tightly.
She was right.
Making beautiful babies is what Malfoys do best.
Like me, for example.
Wink.
—Sunny June 46, What Malfoys Do Best
