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Written for the Pairing the Character Drabble Competition - HermioneLucius
He Cares For Her
He cares for her in quiet ways, ways she is unused to. Her previous relationships were all about statements, about brash arguments and passionate making up. She finds him calming, and she feels safe with him. He doesn't question why she'd prefer to stay home and read a book curled together on the sofa by the fire instead of reveling in bars with drunken people falling all over around her.
He strokes her hair, or massages her feet. He sips at a glass of wine instead of chugging bottles of mead. He engages her in intelligent conversation for hours. And he takes care of her. A bath, perfect in temperature with bubbles and candles. Her favourite food, prepared and cooked by hand. Slow, passionate but simple, lovemaking on the rug in front of the open flame of the fire.
She's unsure what she did to deserve such treatment, but she is grateful for it none the less. Lucius looks after her, in a way she never knew existed, and she loves him for it.