Once Upon A Wife
Prologue
To put it simply and straightforwardly… They were married
Yes, she was no longer Hermione Granger the bookworm.
She was Hermione G. Malfoy .
The wife of Draco Lucius Malfoy
Mother of Lyra Marie Malfoy, a beautiful 3-year old with undoubtedly Platinum Blonde hair with light gentle curls. Her eyes were an amazing mixture of stormy grey and honey-brown. Talkative, but very logical indeed. She was actually TOO smart for her age. Her almond eyes who's eyelashes would touch her lids every time she would flutter them open.
She loves to write books, as she was an owner of the sister shop of Zonko's. It was a big house-like store, with 3 floors. It was surrounded by big crystal windows. The Beige colored wall blended with the chestnut shelves which carried the hard-bound books. In other words, she owned a library.
And, she has changed over the past 7 years. Her usual bushy brown hair, turned into Soft curls that ended on her Thoracic Cage, It was no longer limp and boring. It was now in the color of Dirty Blonde, bobbing up and down whenever she would walk.
She never really was fond of make-up. Other women always put on make-up, they even carry it around in their round bulging purses, as if they could never live without it. But Hermione had a natural glow in her skin. She had a fair complex, her rosy cheeks and red lips made her look like a model from a T.V. show she once watched, when she was still in the muggle world. She had a very petite figure, a figure that every man would drool and fantasize of, to be precise. Her swift and elegant movement had been in her nature also. She always had a nice posture, so she had no trouble carrying random objects without accidentally dropping them.
Her warm smile would always light-up the world even at the darkest of times. A safe and reassuring smile that tugged Draco Malfoy's heartstrings. He was very possessive with her indeed. He loved her with all his heart, the last thing you should expect was him cheating on her, but everyone did't even dare to consider that thought. He changed for her, he was destined to be with her… And he was destined to save her.
For the fates have screwed their destiny up. On November 14, 2005, an unfortunate event happened.
As the Honey-Brown eyed Gryffindor was standing on a 50 foot ladder, probably trying to find a book to read, A tranquilizer gun hit her on the head… Then she fell.
The last thing she could remember was, she was being hurried into a room with the familiar Blonde Slytherin running along by her side, stroking her hands, reassuring her that it will be alright. "It's gonna be alright" Those were the last words she heard…for the day.