"The meaning of family are the ones who love us, not just call us family by some drops of blood. Look at who did raise you, and they don't share blood, but a good heart. Maybe that's the idealist in me, all that Weasley blood." She laughed a little and turned, laying down with her head in her lap and his hand still in hers.
"Really it is the only reason he bothered, and the fact that you have some distant drop of Black blood, thanks to your Grandmother who was erased from the tree. I find it odd that they are claiming that you are suddenly family with the Malfoys when they don't consider their own son family and he has more blood than anyone. I swear, I could never ever do that to our child. It hurts to even think about it. I'm glad Scorpius was at the wedding. He seems happy." She always wanted everyone to be happy. That was part of being the princess and having the fairy tale. She didn't want politics. Logic and dreams didn't get along often.
"When we walk out of here, that is the first thing we do," she agreed easily. "I can even make a potion to enhance fertility. You will be an amazing daddy."