Disclaimer: I do not own the characters, and in truth, I only own the interpretation of my characters and the nearly nonexistent plot. Also, this is about Tom/Hermione, but at the same time, not really, at least not how you might expect
There was nothing peculiar about the Grangers, not the way they dressed, not the way they spoke, and much less in the way talked. There was nothing peculiar about the Grangers.
Madlyn Granger is in love. In her arms, she holds her most precious person, her daughter, her only daughter. Her wonderful, beautiful baby. Cooing, she rocks the baby in her arms, her beautiful little Hermione.
"Welcome hither," She whispers to her baby, "as is spring to the earth…"
This is her first baby, the first that she has managed to keep, and all the love that she could not give to the others, she gives to her, her savior. In the corner of the room, sits Mr. Granger. He reads from an old novel. From time to time, he looks up to smile at his wife, at his daughter.
As the fireplace grumbles indulgently, they are a picture of perfect domestic felicity: a happy couple, a sleeping child, a warm study. And just so it will remain.
Outside their cozy study, is the rest of the Granger house, and outside the Granger house freezes the rest of London. Of course, the winter will not dare to enter their little pocket of happiness. It wouldn't dare, not yet.
Original Posting Date: December 28, 2017
Prompt: N/A
Word Count: 208
Note: I kinda really liked this beginning, seriously. So, I was reading Colubrina, and then, I realized, I have never written Tom/Hermione, and I was a tad amazed. How hadn't it happened already? More than that, I was looking at my A03 account and my computer and realized I hadn't nearly written enough for 2017... So here's to my last writing before the new year, trying to make up for all I didn't write. Like I mentioned, this is a story made in three pieces: Then, After, Interlude. They are short, just a sketch of my thoughts on the Tom/Hermione dynamic. Hope you like it! Happy holidays!
P.S. I quoted Shakespeare, guess which piece? *nudges you with a smile*
***I have the dreadful habit of writing for fandoms I know nothing about. Let it be known: I have never actually read the Harry Potter Books or seen the films.