Luna rubbed her belly as she gingerly sat down at the dining table. She glanced over at Draco, who was completely immersed in conversation with Blaise and his mother. She smiled to herself, thinking it was good to see him socializing again.
Luna ignored Narcissa's evident disdain at the lack of servants, and the presence of her pregnant daughter-in-law in the same room. She was glad to finally be off her feet and sit down to a good meal. She had been gnawish for at least an hour already. Almost as soon as she had taken her place, Draco's gaze landed upon her and he began the meal.