this idea just popped into my head. i love the idea of little Blaise and little Hermione meeting before Hogwarts c: how adorableee
A man with dark brown hair held the hand of his wife, a beautiful woman with golden curls framing her face. He kneeled down and plucked a daisy from the grass, before handing it to her. With no words, he leaned forward and kissed her on the cheek. She smiled before turning away from him and towards a smaller version of herself: their daughter. Their daughter giggled and ran towards them, her big bushy hair bouncing up and down as she did so.
"Hello, Hermione," the mom told her daughter.
"Hi, mummy!"
Smiling, she took the hand of her husband and said, "We love you, darling."
"I love you too!"
A small tan-skinned boy sat beside an even tinier bushy-headed girl under a tree. The little girl was wearing a blue sundress while he was wearing a button shirt and some trousers. Their mums were in the house discussing things, so the two best friends decided to go play outside in the backyard. The little girl spotted a daisy on the ground, so she picked it out and held it close to her chest before smiling contently.
She sighed, "I love daisies!" The little boy next to her raised an eyebrow in confusion.
"... What's 'love'?" He asked. The little girl, shocked, raised both her eyebrows in question. How can he not know what love was? Didn't his mum say "I love you"s to him much like her parents did to her? Little Hermione put a finger to her chin in thought. How was she to explain the concept of love when she, herself, didn't know what it was in words?
"Um, It's hard to explain.. It's when you like something-"
"So, if I liked the color green, that means I love it?" He tilted his head to the side. Was he serious? He really didn't know what love meant!
"No! You don't just go saying the word! It's a special word, meant for special things. Like this daisy, it's special." She pointed to the daisy in her tiny fingers.
"I still don't understand..." He said. Huffing, little Hermione crossed her arms. Then, an idea popped into her head.
Blaise, who was watching the girl curiously, was shocked to see that she had pink tainting her cheeks and she was thinking hard. Before he could ask what she was doing, she put the daisy on his palm. She grinned, before moving closer and giving his cheek a kiss.
Blushing crimson, she giggled before running inside the house. Dumbfounded, the little boy used his hand to feel his cheek.
He grinned, "I like love."
oh blaise, you have no idea ;)
thanks for reading darlings
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