"Let it not be said that I have failed to contribute to the greatness of the Malfoy gene pool," she chuckled. Honestly though, she felt that their children's awesome potential was due to both parents the mixing of their blood.
Hermione wrapped her arm around his waist as they headed for the stairs. "That is a wonderful idea. I think he'd love it. Let's save the idea for his birthday. It will give me a chance to talk to the Dicta-quill people." The company was a long-term client. "I have a few ideas to make one that would work better for children." Both magical control and language interpretation could be issues given the way the standard Dicta-quills were designed. "Something more ... specialized to deal with toddler pronunciations..." Hermione trailed off thinking through a proposal. She was certain her magical battery spells would solve the power problem. "Sorry," she apologized when she realized she'd just stopped half-way up the stairs. "Already designing," she said sheepishly.