Hey everyone. This story was brought to you by Herbology Hangout, Pop Figure Collection, The Insane Prompt Challenge, and March Writing Club's Book Club on Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Also for Opening Line Competition on Harry Potter Fanfiction Challenges. For Herbology Hangout I wrote for the pairing of Draco/Astoria. For Pop Figure Collection I wrote for Agent Peggy Carter's prompt Hat - (color) Red. For the Insane Prompt Challenge I wrote for prompt number 325. Pairing: Draco/Astoria. For March Writing Club's Book Club I wrote for the prompts (occupation) Florist, (character) Daphne Greengrass, and (word) sensible. For Opening Line Competition my opening line was Fittingly they gathered in the rain. Warning for mentions of character death. I hope you all enjoy Good-bye Love.
Fittingly they gathered in the rain. Like the day Draco and his Astoria first met the day they buried her. His Astoria. The icy chill of the rain breaking through his cloak and making it's way into the icy depth of his heart. He'd known that he would lose her one day. They'd discussed this when they discussed having children but wasn't ready for that day to be this soon. He wasn't ready to be the only parent that his son had. The wailing of his young son, Scorpius, who was standing a little bit away with his Aunt Daphne shook his thoughts from the gloom they were in.
"Why did Mummy have to go?" Scorpius asked in his perfectly confused way. No could fault the five year old from wondering why his mummy would wake up and make hot chocolate or joke with him like she used to.
Draco made to answer his child but found that he couldn't through the lump in his throat. The tears that prickles his eyes mixed with the icy rain leaving cold trails down his face.
"Let's give your father a moment alone with your mother, Scorpius," Daphne whispered as she lead the crying sniffling blonde boy towards the car the Ministry had provided. "I'll try to explain in the car." Looking over her shoulder she nodded at Draco to tell him to take his time.
When he was sure that Daphne and everyone else was far enough away that he wouldn't be seen Draco broke down weeping against his wife's coffin still clutching the red rose that his florist sister had insisted would be sensible for him to leave on her grave.
"Why did you have to leave?" Draco sobbed against the polished oak wood of the coffin. "Why couldn't you just fight to stay with us? With me and Scorpius. What am I supposed to tell him when he asks about you Astoria?"
The silence mixes with the falling of the rain becoming a mixture of pure torture to him. He wishes that the silence would be broken with her voice. He wishes that she would just pop up from behind the headstone and say that it was all some horrible joke and that she was sorry for playing it on. But no. No one appears but the men who are going to place her in the cold ground.
"Do you need some more time, sir?" one of them asks.
Draco wants to scream that he does want more time. He wants more time than this mere man can give him with Astoria but instead he shakes his head placing the single red rose among the pure white ones and moves off to follow Daphne and his son. He stops before his feet hit the pavement and runs back pressing a kiss to the place her head rested in the coffin.
"I will love you until the day I die, Astoria," he whispered as though actually whispering in her ear. "I will see again, my dear."
The rain mixes with his tears as he walks back to the car. To his family and the unknown.
I hope you all enjoyed Good-bye Love.