RP: Rock-a-bye Location: Dragon's Grange Date: 20 March 2005 | Late Night Spring Equinox
"Mummy misses you." Hermione rested her hand on the bright white stone shining in the moonlight. Fingers traced letters while tears raced each other down her cheeks.
Leo Winter Malfoy
"Your big brother is reading already. Your big sister has a knack for growing flowers like your grandmama. Your little sister didn't turn out to be the football player we thought. All those kicks were actually attempts at climbing. She's a little monkey." Hermione smiled sadly through her tears. "What would you be like if you were here with us?"
Leo Winter Malfoy
Hermione looked from her son's name to the border of dragons and otters chasing each other through a winter landscape. Would her second son look like his father? Would he look like her? Perhaps he would have been some combination of Draco and herself? Instead of curly blond hair and big brown eyes like Lyra, Winter might have had straight brown hair and silvery eyes. Imaging her never-born son, Hermione lost the battle to control her grief.