Hopscotch: one prompt: catastrophe (word).
word count: 197
She watched the newlyweds waltzing in the middle of the room. Who could imagine that the Malfoy Manor would host the wedding of his beloved son and the muggleborn witch, responsible for the end of the war?
Such a beautiful couple, that they are.
His grey eyes, a Black trademark, stared adoringly at the gorgeous witch in front of him; Her smile is so serene, so peaceful, that she could feel happiness radiating from her. From them.
And to think that if it weren't for her, this would be a catastrophe.
Her, as in Hermione Granger. Not Narcissa Malfoy.
If it weren't for her – and her friends – Voldemort would have won the war. And her boy wouldn't have met the love of his life.
And that, for a Mother, is the definition of catastrophe.
Yes, once she believed in his ideals, just like her family taught her to, just like Lucius wanted too.
But, seeing him smiling at her, cherishing her, loving her…
She smiled as she caught her eyes and felt her heart melt as she mouthed the words thank you. Thank you for allowing me to love your son.
No, dear. I should be the one thanking you.
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