A/N: AU, OOC, Pre HBP. Mostly likely this is quite sterotypical in the beginning...don't worry, it will become more interesting as this goes on. Also, hopefully devoid of many of the grammatical errors found in some fics. Also, this first bit is fairly different from the rest of the story. So even if you don't like the first chappie, please give it at least another chapter, the story picks up there. Hope you enjoy! Disclaimer: For now, and all time in this fic, I do not own any characters or story lines that you recognize as someone else's. Mainly JK Rowling's.
"I just want you to be happy," he murmured sleepily against the top of her head.
Hermione smiled into his cotton t-shirt and assured him that she was very happy. She moved her fingers through his tousled hair, stopping to untangle her ring from a messy tangle.
Rolling away from the man laying beside her, Hermione looked down at the ring that encircled her fourth finger. The band was made of braided gold, and set with a diamond. Small rubies lay in the creases of the braided metal, the ring old and delicate.
Hermione smiled softly to herself, remembering the night he had first shown her the ring he wished to wed her with. An old heirloom recovered from the ruins of his home after the War.
As always, the war was painful for Hermione to think about. Those short months had changed her world, and nothing could be the same again. And yet, as she looked at the now sleeping face beside her, she was reminded that the future was bright.
He moaned softly in his sleep, and Hermione put a cool hand to his face. So much had changed. The war had left its mark on him. The scar at the corner of his chin, indented from the Curse, and the strange wiry texture and color of the hair that had finally grown in on his head.
His eyes opened, and Hermione was once again startled by their intensity. He smiled up at her concerned face and pulled her to him.
"What are you worrying about now, love?"
"You, of course, silly," Hermione replied.
"My dear Mrs. Malfoy, you have nothing to worry about, except the fact that if you don't sleep now, you will have some terribly dark circles under your eyes come morning." He replied, kissing her on the nose.
Hermione Malfoy sighed, and placed her head in the indent of her husband's shoulder. Her husband. As she drifted into slumber, Draco held her closely, stroking her head until her breathing evened.
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