Theomione
This was her first Christmas without Theo.
As she hung the tiny lights and sparkling balls on the tree, Hermione thought about past years.
How he would help her make biscuits and pies in the kitchen.
When he would spill crumbs down her shirt with promises to clean it up later.
The playful flicks of his wand, covering her in glitter.
The nights sitting together in front of the fire, staring at the flickering flames.
Visits from Harry and Daphne, Ron and Pansy, Luna and Draco, Ginny and Blaise.
She smiled down at the ruby set in the silver band and hung another ornament on the tree...
Without him.