Oh merlin, Draco could make her blush. Looking down at her hands she tried to fight it before looking up, almost shyly. 'Well she's born in mid April, so mid October six years ago,' she said.
'And well a long tall guy with curly hair.' She blushed. 'I don't know anything else Draco, I really have no memory of this, none at all. I didn't even know I'd met him outside of Hogwarts before this summer, but the healer seemed sure about him being Ella's father.
Just saying it made her head spin, and put a smile on her lips. She really couldn't still fathom that she'd be that lucky.