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I took a deep breath and smoothened down the silk skirt of my pale pink dress. It was the evening of Harry and Ginnny's wedding and we were getting dressed to leave for The Burrow, where the wedding would take place. It was an extremely private event which even the media hadn't got wind of- it was strictly family and very close friends, as the couple had mutually and readily agreed on.
The door behind me opened slightly just as I slipped the last pin into my hair to secure it into a neat french twist.
"Can we come in?" Malfoy asked from the other side.
"Absolutely." I said, slipping on a pair of silver earrings that my father had gifted me for my twentieth birthday.
Malfoy pushed the door open and entered, carrying Ro in his arms. Both were dressed in classic black tuxedos and pale pink pocket squares. I grinned at them through the mirror before spinning around and walking towards them.
"You both look so handsome." I gushed, kissing Ro on the cheek and smiling softly at Malfoy, who was staring at me in a way that made my cheeks heat up.
"You look beautiful, Granger." He said, the corner of his lips turning upwards. "Doesn't she, Ro?" My son nodded enthusiastically, reaching out to touch my hair. I leaned out of his reach and Malfoy stepped back at the same time, laughing with me and avoiding any sort of potential damage.
"I'm going to use your bathroom real quick, if that's okay?" Malfoy asked, placing Ro down on the bed.
"No, it absolutely isn't, Draco Malfoy." I said with a straight face.
"Cute." He rolled his eyes, looking amused, and shut the bathroom door behind him. I smiled before turning to Ro and sitting down beside him.
"Hey buddy, you ready?"
Ro nodded, smiling before falling silent.
"Is something wrong?" I asked, putting my arm around him and pulling him into my side.
"Gramma said Mister Malfoy liked you like Uncle Harry likes Aunty Ginny." He said.
My mouth parted in surprise. My mother had said what? "When did she say that?"
"When I asked her." Of course he had asked.
I swallowed hard. "Do you not want him to like me like that?"
He shook his head quickly, frantically. "I do! But- you don't like him back." The poor boy looked so confused and I could see why.
"Would it be okay if I did?" I asked cautiously. "Because if it isn't, then I won't."
"I want you to." He said softly. "But you shouted at me last time."
"Oh, baby." I whispered, pulling him onto my lap. "Things have been a bit difficult. And it was different that time. But- I do like Mister Malfoy now."
"Like Aunty Ginny likes Uncle Harry?"
"Yes," I said, smoothening his soft hair back.
"But you won't get married?" Ro asked, still looking confused. It had gone completely silent in the bathroom and I knew Malfoy was waiting for us to finish our conversation.
"No, baby."
"But maybe someday?" He asked, his tone so hopeful that I felt a lump grow in my throat. I bit my lip and prepared myself to answer with what was most probably going to be a lie.
"Yeah, maybe someday." I choked out. "But- for now, would you want Mister Malfoy to be something like- like your father?"
Ro's eyes widened greatly and he sucked in a breath. "For real? Like- my very own?"
"Only if you want him to be." I said, tears rising to my eyes when a large grin formed across his face and he nodded, throwing his arms around my neck and hugging me. I hugged him back tightly and the door opened slowly. Malfoy peeked out and I sent a watery smile in his direction.
"Are we okay?" He asked, moving towards us.
I nodded, my throat still clogged, and stood up with Ro in my arms, no longer caring much for the state of my dress or hair.
"Hey, kid." Malfoy said, placing his hand on Ro's back. The five-year-old quickly reached out for Malfoy, who took him with a smile.
"Can I call you daddy?" He asked softly, looking a bit scared.
"You can call me whatever you want, buddy." Malfoy said, pressing a kiss to my little boy's hair.
"So we're family now?" Ro asked, his eyes shining.
"Only if I can kiss your mum right now." My eyes grew wide and I blushed before recovering from the shock and glaring at Malfoy. He winked at me and looked at Ro, who sighed and placed his hands over his eyes but we both noticed the small smile playing at his lips.
"Quickly."
Malfoy laughed loudly before pulling me towards him by wrapping an arm around my waist. He leaned down till his lips were inches away from mine and allowed me to cover the final distance by pressing my smiling mouth firmly over his.
"Ginny?" I called, knocking lightly on the oak doors in front of me. "You called for us?"
"Yes! Come in please!" Ginny's voice sounded through the doors. I smiled down at Ro, who was standing beside me, and we pushed the doors open to enter. Ginny was standing in front of a large mirror in a floor-length white silk gown that had a delicate layer of white lace covering it. It was strapless and she wore white elbow-length gloves with it. She was wearing her mother's pearls and her red hair was in a low knot.
"Ginny, you look breath-taking." I said, moving to hug her carefully. She squeezed me tightly before letting go and smiling down at Ro. "I'm glad you asked for us because Ro has a present for you."
He held out a dark blue hair clip. "I saw it in the shop and Mummy said I should get it for you."
"It's your something blue." I explained, "Your mum said you didn't have anything yet." Ginny nodded and pursed her lips and for a second I thought she didn't like it but then I noticed that she bit down on her pursed lips and tears rose to her eyes. She dropped to her knees slowly in front of Ro and placed her hands on his cheeks.
"Do you not like it, Aunty Ginny?" He asked, worriedly, taking in her rapidly filling eyes.
"My beautiful boy, I love it." She choked out.
"Why are you crying?" He asked softly.
She smoothened his hair back and her eyes swept over his face, taking him in. "I'm happy, baby." Tears fell from her eyes and streaked down her cheeks. "I'm so happy, mostly because you're here. Because you gave me this-" She took the clip from him and with shaking hands secured it into her hair before cradling his face again, "-this beautiful present. I love you so much, Ro. You know that, right?"
Ro frowned. "I love you too. Please don't cry." Ginny choked back a sob before pulling Ro into her arms and hugging him tightly, her face buried into his neck and hair. Ro hugged her back but looked at me, confused, over her shoulder.
"Ginny-" I turned to the door to see Ron. He looked between the three of us. "It's almost time."
I stepped towards Ginny and pulled her gently away from Ro and Ron came to lift Ro into his arms.
"I'll bring her downstairs." I promised. "Take him to Malfoy." Ron nodded and after shooting his sister a concerned look, left the room. I turned Ginny in my arms and grabbed a tissue from the dressing table to wipe her eyes and clean up any smudged make-up. "Ginny…"
"I'm going to miss him so much, Hermione." She said, pushing the tissue away and pressing her face into her hands instead. I pulled her hands away.
"Ginny, honey, I need you to breathe okay?" I instructed firmly, guiding her by breathing in and out slowly myself until she did the same. "Okay. Just keep breathing, please." Once I fixed her make-up, I pulled her to sit beside me on the purple sofa to the side of the room. I took her hands in mine. "This is your big day, Ginny. Yours and Harry's. Merlin knows how long you've been waiting for it. Please don't cry."
"I'm really glad we did this now, 'Mione. With Roland." She nodded and took a shaky breath in. "It wouldn't have felt right without him. No matter what. He's family to us. I'm sorry about crying in front of him- I know you ask us not to but-" Another deep breath "-but seeing him here, so happy and so healthy and so- so handsome… What are we going to do after everything?"
I gripped her hands tightly, feeling my throat close up. "You listen to me, Ginny Weasley. I don't know what's going to happen later but I do know that today is not a day that you, or any of us, should be thinking about that on. You're right- he is happy and he is healthy today. That is how you need to see him as right now. And eventually, that is how you need to remember him as. Roland wouldn't want you to cry. Especially not today. So don't." I reached out to touch her cheek. "Go out there and smile and get married to Harry like you've wanted to do since second year-" She chuckled through her tears, "-and we'll think about everything else when it needs to be thought about. Just not today. Okay?" She took another deep breath and nodded. I squeezed her hands one last time before standing up.
The wedding was beautiful. Ginny and Harry half-laughed and half-cried through the entire ceremony and I sat with Ro on my lap, my arms wrapped tightly around his waist and Malfoy's arm slung over the back of my seat. After the ceremony came the drinks and dancing.
"Ginny started crying last night," Harry commented lightly as we swayed slowly with the music, my hand in his and his other hand on my waist.
"She started crying before the wedding too." I said.
"She- she's been crying really often now days. About Ro." He said. We turned out gaze to the red-head, who was laughing while carrying Ro in her arms across the dance floor.
"Her pregnancy must be making her feel more emotional."
He shrugged slightly. "I suppose so. But- she's terrified. For him, for you. And- I don't exactly have a pregnancy to put the blame on for me getting emotional…"
I stared up at him, tearing my eyes away from my son. "Harry…"
"We're not going for a honeymoon." He said.
"You must, Harry! Don't be ridiculous!" I said firmly.
"We're not. The time's getting closer-"
"Six weeks, Harry!" I tried reasoning with him. "You were planning on going only for the weekend. Nothing's going to happen during that time."
"Can you promise me that? Can you guarantee it?"
I faltered. His grip tightened on my hand.
"We're going to be here for you."
"I know you are. I don't doubt it for a second." I whispered. "But this is probably one of the last times you're going to get time off with Ginny alone. Soon things are going to change- with Ro, with your new baby, with- with everything and you'll regret not taking this time to-"
He cut through, almost angrily- "I will never regret doing anything for you and Roland, Hermione."
I sighed softly. "What I'm trying to say is that- you only get married once. She's it for you and you're it for her. It's two days…"
"And what Im trying to say is that we have our priorities. And you both come way before any silly vacation."
"Harry, please." I said, moving my hand from his shoulder to his cheek. "It's only two days. If anything happens, I promise you that I will contact you immediately. I promise.If Ro was old enough to understand, he wouldn't want you to put your life on hold for us. And I don't want you to either. It's two days. So please."
He stared at me for a second before lurching forward and throwing his arms around my waist and pulling me into a bone-crushing embrace. I wrapped my arms around his neck and held on tightly, his face buried in my neck and breathing heavily.
"I love you," He choked out and I had to take a deep breath to control my emotions.
"I love you too, Harry." I croaked, pulling away slightly and pressing my lips to his cheek. "And I'm so happy for you both. Truly."
We stared at each other, smiling, for a few moments before a throat cleared behind me. I turned to see Ron standing there awkwardly.
"Sorry to interrupt but Mione, Ro's feeling a bit tired, I think. He's dozing off in Mum's lap. Do you want me to take him home?"
"Oh! No, no don't worry about it! I'll get him."
"Uh- I, uh, actually- could I do it?" Ron asked, scratching the back of his head nervously. "I mean- I know I haven't tucked him in and all for some time now and- I know you trust him more with Ginny or Malfoy but-"
"Oh, Ron!" I said, interrupting him. "That's not true at all! I swear! It may have been when Ro was a few months old and you almost dropped him the first time you held him-" The three of us shared a laugh, "-but I do trust you. If you'd like to take him home, you're more than welcome. My wards will let you apparate in and you know where his pyjamas and my room are. Or else, just ask him."
Ron smiled widely at me before nodding. He was about to turn around to get Ro when Harry called out to him and then put his arm around my shoulder and pulled me with him to go grab Ron into a group hug. We clung to each other like we used to and found ourselves laughing.
"I love you guys." I said, my fingers no doubt digging into their sides painfully. They pressed a kiss each into my hair before pulling apart.
"We love you too. Now, if you will excuse me, my little nephew awaits." Ron winked at me before leaving.
I stopped midway through my conversation when Molly looked over my shoulder at someone behind me. She smiled softly at the person and I turned to see Malfoy smiling back at her.
"Hey." I said as he came to stand beside me.
He apologised to us for interrupting our conversation and Molly dismissed it with a wave and asked if everything was alright. "Yes, but- it's just been a while since we checked on Ro," He turned to me, "When did Ron take him home?"
I checked my wrist watch, "A little over half an hour."
"Do you think he's alright?" He asked. I smiled and placed my hand on his arm.
"I'm sure he's fine, Malfoy. Ron's taking care of him." I promised. Malfoy nodded but I could see he still looked a bit wary. "But it is getting quite late so maybe we should head home?" He relaxed a bit and nodded again. I turned to Molly, who was watching us with a fond expression. "I'm so sorry, Molly, but-"
"Don't worry about a thing, darling. We'll talk again soon. Come over for lunch sometime, won't you?"
"Of course, Molly." I smiled, hugging the older woman.
"You too, son." Molly smiled at Malfoy, reaching out and pulling him into a hug too. I stifled a smile at the shocked and slightly uncomfortable expression on his face as he patted her on the back. "We'll see you later then."
"Bye, Molly. Take care." I smiled at her a final time before heading towards Harry and Ginny to say goodbye and making them promise to enjoy their weekend. They made me promise to call them if I needed anything and once I did, they hugged me tightly and walked us to the apparation point.
When we reached home, we found that my mother was still with Narcissa and assumed she was probably going to spend the night at her house- a not so subtle indication that they thought Malfoy would spend the night with us. I knew Ron wouldn't return to the party unless we reached home but I also saw in his eyes that he wanted to spend some one-on-one time with Ro which is why I wasn't in a hurry to get home. We headed straight to my bedroom to tell Ron he could head back. What we saw, however, made us stop at the doorway.
Ro was lying in the middle of the bed in his starry dark blue pajamas and Ron was lying facing him with one hand on Ro's steadily rising and falling chest. His suit jacket and shoes were discarded on the floor at the foot of the bed. Both were fast asleep, Ron was snoring lightly and his mouth was slightly open and it was just so typical of him that I couldn't help but laugh softly.
"Should we wake him?" Malfoy asked in a whisper.
"You can definitely try. Once Ron falls asleep, nothing can wake him. We'll just let him be. Ro's comfortable sleeping with anyone from the family." I padded into the room and stopped to pick up and straighten out Ron's jacket before placing it on my work desk neatly. I then bent down to carefully remove his socks before throwing an extra blanket I had over him and switching off the bedside lamp. Both boys on the bed sighed and burrowed deeper into their covers. I kissed both on the forehead and Malfoy moved forward to kiss Ro too. He then turned to me scrunched up his nose.
"I'm not kissing the Weasel." I rolled my eyes.
"Come on." I said, taking his hand and heading to the guest bedroom. I stopped suddenly and he walked into my back. I turned around and smiled sheepishly. "I mean- that is, if you're staying. You're welcome to head home but- you're more than welcome to stay."
"Someone's eager for a bit of one-on-one time, eh Granger?" He teased, walking me backwards into the door of the guest room. My back hit the door and I smiled before looking away.
"That and I really don't want to be alone tonight." I confessed. He fell silent before his hand came up to cup my cheek.
"Do you want to talk about it? We have all night."
I looked up at him. "You're staying?"
"There's nowhere else I'd rather be." He replied, reaching past my hip to turn the doorknob. We entered the room and I first headed to the cupboard to pull out an old t-shirt. I handed it to Malfoy.
"It was my Dad's, if you want to change."
He looked at the shirt and then back at me. "Are you sure? I mean- it was your Dad's and-"
"I'm sure." I said, pressing the shirt into his hands. He nodded at me before heading to the bathroom, where I knew he had a toothbrush from the last time he stayed over. I went over to my room and quietly grabbed my nightdress and changed and brushed my teeth before heading back to the guest room and waiting on the bed. Malfoy left the bathroom soon after in the grey shirt and his black slacks and shot me a smile before switching off the light and lifting the covers for me to slip under. He put the bedside lamp on before joining me.
"Do you still want to talk about it?" He asked, turning on his side. I turned on mine to face him.
"Ginny was crying a lot before the wedding. For Ro. And Harry told me that he and Gin weren't going for their honeymoon so that they would be here for Ro and me. And now seeing Ron here… They are doing so much for us."
"It's expected, isn't it? You're family."
"I know. It's just- when Ro leaves, things are not going to be the same for a really long time. I won't be able to give them anything."
"I don't think they'll be expecting anything from you."
"They're having a baby. They'll at least expect me to be an Aunt and I don't think that I can. They're doing so much for my child, I don't know if I'll be able to repay any of that."
"They don't love your son because they expect you to repay them someday in someway. They love your son because he's your son. Because they love you and when you brought Ro in, they couldn't help but love him for him. If roles were reversed, would you hate Ginny for being in your position?"
"Of course not."
"Then give your friends a little credit." He said softly, reaching out to take my hand. "Everybody's scared. But nobody is going to hold it against you if you aren't able to be there for them. Nobody."
I nodded and then hesitated before saying, "At the wedding today- I was thinking about how my life turned out. Everything changed the day I took Ro in and I don't regret it for a single second. He's the best thing that ever happened to me. But I know it sounds awful of me but- I couldn't help but think about how different it would have been… I saw how happy Harry and Gin were and- I don't think I'll ever have that." His grip tightened on my hand. "No one wanted me after I got Ro and when he's gone, no one's going to want me after."
"Don't I count?" I raised my eyes to meet his slowly.
"I know you love Ro and- and we're a family right now but- things will change. I'm going to have a Roland-shaped-hole in my life that's going to be there for a really long time. It's going to be a weight that will never fully lift from my shoulders. I don't know how long I'll grieve and- how things will be. You're here now because Ro is still with me, because I can still be me. Because I can still love. Once he's gone, no one will want someone with that much baggage."
"Don't I count?" He repeated firmly. I felt tears rise to my eyes.
"Malfoy… It's not that simple."
"No, it isn't." He said. "But that doesn't mean I'm going to get the hell out the first time something doesn't work out. In case you haven't noticed, I've had plenty of opportunities to get out. Plenty. But I didn't."
"What you've signed up for-"
"I know what I've signed up for! I knew it then and I know it now and yes, it scares me, but I'm not leaving. I thought I made that really clear."
"I thought you were only doing it for Roland." I said honestly, a tear slipping across my face and dripping on to the mattress. I wiped at my face with my free hand.
"At first, yes." He said, "But I think we both know it's not like that anymore. I love Ro, Granger. But I also like you. Very much."
"I honestly don't know how long you're going to once he's gone. I don't know how much space I'll have left for anyone. I-" I took a deep, shaky breath as more tears fell "-I don't think I'll remember to breathe, let alone love someone."
"Then let me do it for you." He said softly, pulling me closer using our clasped hands. He dropped his forehead onto mine. "I don't expect anything to be easy. Hell, this is going to be worse than going into war. Trust me, I know. But believe me when I say, I'm not leaving. I wouldn't."
I nodded, a sob escaping my throat and I pushed my face closer to his, grasping his collar with one hand and holding his other hand tightly.
"I really like you too." I whispered and he covered the last few inches and closed his mouth over mine.
The first thing I noticed when I turned for the corridor that lead to the orphanage wing was someone sitting across the reception desk, fidgeting nervously. I recognised her instantly.
"Ruby?" I called, trying to keep the hopeful tone out of my voice. She turned towards me and stood up immediately.
"Ms Granger!"
"Please, it's Hermione." I corrected quickly. "Is everything alright?"
She hesitated. "I- How's Ginnifer?"
"She's doing well. She's healthy." I said. "I'm glad you dropped by to see her."
"Of course I would. But-" She swallowed hard and gently pulled my arm to seat me beside her. I looked at her questioningly. "Tell me, Hermione, is it too late? To take her back?"
"You want Ginnifer back?"
She nodded, tears rising to her eyes. "I went home and a part of me felt like I was completely betraying April and Shaun and I couldn't stop thinking that way! I felt empty and- I just- I don't know!"
"Ruby," I sighed, "As much as I want to give Ginnifer back to you, a guilty conscience is not enough reason for me to do so. You're a brilliant woman but from what you told me when you came here to return Ginnifer, your work and your life now seems to take priority."
"I explained the situation to the head of my department, actually. Told her everything and- she's willing to give me the time off that I need for doing this."
I raised my eyebrows in surprise. "I'm really glad to hear that but- Ruby, if you take Ginnifer in, there's a chance that you might not go back to being an Auror again."
She looked down at her lap and nodded. "I know. I realised."
"A child is huge responsibility."
"I thought you wanted me to take her?" Ruby asked, frowning at me.
"I do. I really do. All these children here deserve a good and loving home. But it's not easy. Trust me, I should know." I said. "Your life is going to turn completely around. Ruby- things aren't going to go as you wanted at all. I'm not saying that this won't turn out to be the best decision you could have made because my child was an absolute blessing for me. But- there are going to be times when-" I took a deep breath before continuing, "-when you're going to want to give up because you just- you just can't do it anymore."
"What do you do then?"
"You take a deep breath and tell yourself that you can do it and most of all, you let your friends help you. You let people give you a hand. Let them help you breathe."
She nodded, tears rising to her eyes. "I can do that."
"Ruby, I can't let you have Ginnifer back if you're going to come back tomorrow and say you can't do it all over again. I won't do that to her."
"I won't either, Hermione, I promise." She said, holding onto my hands.
I nodded. "You can come and meet her today. Fill in all the paperwork and everything soon and we'll see what the board decides."
"Do you think they'll let me have her again?"
"April and Shaun gave responsibility to you. You're twenty-two and you needed time to adjust. They'll give her to you. But Ruby, are you sure? This isn't going to be easy at all."
"I'm sure." She nodded firmly. "I can do this. I don't expect it to be easy."
"No, but nobody ever expects it to be so hard either." I said.
"I'm sure." She repeated.
"Okay. And we'll be here to help you." I said, smiling softly. "At least the others will."
She frowned. "You- you won't?"
"I'll be taking leave from work three weeks from today. And I don't think I'll be back for- a long time."
"Is everything alright?" She asked.
"Not quite. Like I said, nobody ever expects it to be so hard." I answered honestly. "But you'll be okay, Ruby."
She squeezed my hands. "Thank you, Hermione. I hope everything turns out alright for you and your son."
I felt my chest tighten but nodded anyway. "Thank you. I hope the same for you and Ginnifer." I stood up. "Why don't you come in and see her for a while?" She agreed enthusiastically and followed me into the ward. Later that night when I was alone with Ernie, sitting and talking to him quietly, the doors opened and Carey walked in.
"Carey," I said, standing up. "What are you doing here?"
"No, the question is- what the hell are you doing here?" She shot back. I raised my eyebrows.
"It's my shift."
"Did you not see the updated version that was sent out?"
"I- I didn't have time to."
"If you had, you would've seen that I've taken you out of duty until you're ready to come back, if ever you want to."
"What? Carey- I don't understand what you're saying."
"Ernie said you're going to leave work three weeks from today." She crossed her arms and raised her head high.
I turned to Ernie and frowned at him. "Yes, but that was between him and me."
"You're not going into work when you have a son at home who needs to be loved and taken care of." Her lower lip began trembling and my mouth parted in shock. I turned again to Ernie.
"Did you-?"
"He didn't have to. I figured it out." Twin tears streaked down Carey's cheeks and she swiped at them with the back of her hand. "Do you think I'm stupid, Hermione?" She asked angrily. "I know Ro's sick."
"H-How?" I whispered.
"I work in a children's ward. And you're my best friend. And I notice things. I put things together and figured it out." She hiccuped as more tears fell from her eyes. "Why didn't you tell me?"
I swallowed hard, feeling a lump in my throat for the hundredth time that week. "Carey, I'm sorry. I wanted to. So many times. But- it's hard. People are constantly worrying and-"
"With reason!" She choked out.
"Maybe so but- I was going to tell you soon. I swear." I said.
"How did Ernie find out?" She asked.
"He caught me in a difficult moment. Things were rough at home and I was at work and I told him." I said and felt Ernie reach out and squeeze my shoulder.
Carey nodded before stepping forward and taking my hands. "I'm sorry I couldn't be there for you-"
"You didn't know. I didn't tell you."
"No, but I could've asked." She said. "Go home, Hermione. You shouldn't be here."
"The kids-"
"Have us." Ernie said, stepping forward, his hand never leaving my shoulder. "They have us and they have the others. Your son needs you. And you need to be with your son."
The tears finally fell from my eyes and I nodded. "Thank you."
"There's nothing to thank us for." Carey said, stepping closer.
"Yes there is. There's everything to thank you all for." I said. "I wouldn't have made it this far without such a strong support system. You help me breathe."
Both of them stepped forward and enveloped me into a tight hug from both sides and I held onto them. Carey choked out a sob and pressed her face into my hair and Ernie squeezed my arms tightly and said-
"Go home, Hermione." I did.
SO HEY GUYS. I know it has been AGES since I last updated! More than a month. And I'm so so sorry about that! My exams got over and they all went pretty decently- results next monday! But after the exams, I just got super lazy and read fan fiction (Dramione and The 100's Bellarke) wayyy more than I wrote it. I literally have no other excuse for you other than that, as much as I wish I did. HOWEVER, I finally worked hard on this and finished it and I really hope you guys liked it. I felt like a lot of emotions were packed into it but this is going to be the second last chapter so I wanted to make it good. It's also a lot more Roland-centric than the past few I think? In terms of how others are dealing with his sickness, not just Hermione and I thought that was pretty important to show? So I hope I did justice to this chapter and its emotions!
Hopefully I will get the next chapter done really soon for you all! Please be patient with me!
Love always,
Feltonlewis x