"She will." There was nothing wrong if he helped along the way. No one could expect a child to understand the intricacies of blood purity and social rules. "Now stop worrying about Violet and your looks. You look as beautiful as ever, and the baby will be here soon enough."
He refilled his cup and handed her the fashion section of the French paper. "There is a show in April. We should go." Discussing fashion and clothes was much easier and let them pass the time until Violet burst in, asking to fly. It was an easy decision. Minutes laters, Tracey was resting while Draco and Violet raised over the pitch.