Lemia glances with a knowing smile at Draco before leaving. If she can help it, of course, but Draco was a child once and children do have that certain penchant for mischief.

Meanwhile, Mia lets Draco lead her to a chair in the kitchen.

"Isn't there anything else I can help you with?"

It's not going to be long before the baby's here and Mia's starting to get restless.