Author's Note: Draco finds the last piece of the puzzle that makes him feel complete.
Hourglass
20th of April, 2002
The couple danced away to the melody of the music created by the bride herself. Her white gown flowed around Draco Malfoy's ankles while they spun. As the song came to a close, he pulled Astoria Malfoy in close to himself and placed a deep kiss on her lips. The congratulatory claps from the small group of guests melted into the background. It felt as if the world stood still around them, time frozen in the moment for them to savor forever.
Never did he think that he'd fall so deeply in love with someone. If someone asked the wizard to describe his feelings, he'd be speechless. There were no words to explain how the angel beside him chased away the darkness and offered the redemption he needed. She gave him so much more.
Draco pressed his forehead against Astoria's, taking in her beautiful hazel eyes. The witch blushed behind her already pink cheeks, not from embarrassment, but from pure joy. His gaze shined with the hint of silver that only appeared when he was overwhelmed with happiness. She knew that they would spend the rest of their lives falling for each other all over again the very next day; and every day that followed.
They paid no attention to the reception occurring around them, lost in each other's presence, yearning to immortalize their time together and relish in having no care in the world. In this moment, not even the dormant curse coursing through her veins was a concern. She knew eventually reality would pull them back to the present; the world would still turn, the clocks would still tick. The fear of knowing that time was not her friend, and that every piece of sand that fell to the bottom of the hourglass was a blessing and a curse that would always haunt the darkness of her conscience. But for now, it simply didn't matter.
Draco knew the inevitable fate she possessed even before the thought of proposal crossed his mind. Astoria was not an easy witch to court; it took time for her to come to terms with her mortality and accept that it would be better to die happy and loved than alone and scared. He helped her see that, and promised to never treat her like a delicate flower who would wilt little by little each day. They would see the world together, experience the unknown, test the waters of the vast oceans. To them, no door would close without first revealing what laid behind it.
Naturally, their respective families were not fond of the couple's choice in spouses; the couple broke their high society traditions of marriage. This was just one issue they voiced; the Malfoys were not keen on Astoria because of the curse, and that her bloodline had never been the wealthiest of Purebloods. Their questionable overall views were also a concerning factor, but to Draco it made her even more endearing.
With the Greengrasses, they had issues with the part he'd played in the war. The terrible things he and his family had done, the harm they'd caused. But Astoria refused to base her opinion of the blond by his past, and had faith in the changes he'd undergone and the actions of his present. The boy she'd barely noticed in school had become the brightest star in her sky, and she wouldn't change it for the world.
Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy left Great Britain the next day, wasting no time in making due on their vows and promises. They left no stone unturned as they traveled through each country, each continent, and crossing each ocean. The years passed by with little care, their unique collection growing along with their memories. Until the day the couple disappeared; fading away from society like a blackout curtain falling over that stage in their lives.
Written for Round 10, Year 1 of The Houses Competitions
Written for the Crayola Color Challenge from the HPFFC Forum
House: Hufflepuff
Category: Drabble (under 900 words)
Prompt(s): 5. 'Immortals' by Fall Out Boy [Song Prompt]
Color Prompt: 36. Blush
Word Count: (Per Google Docs) 645
Beta(s): VanillaAsh, Spittingllama7856, DinoDina