A/N: Hey there lovelies!
So, here's a new one from me. I've only got the prologue down and I promise I'll do my best to upload as much as I possibly can. I've read a million Dramione fanfics in my time and I've yet to come across one quite like this one. I know there's going to be similarities between my story and the stories I've read so far, it just happens. I am not plagiarizing, any similarities are simply coincidental. However, I'm going to list a few of my absolute favorite Dramione's for you guys to have a look at! Here you are, then: The Request by redhead414, Aurelian by BittyBlueEyes, Simply Irresistible by bookworm1993, The Muddy Princess by Colubrina, The Green Girl by Colubrina, and A Marriage Most Convenient by . The list could go on forever, but these are a few of my absolute favorites and I highly recommend giving them a go!
Mirror, Mirror
Prologue:
She set the book down on the table beside her armchair and glanced at the two figures lying by the fireplace. A smile overcame her face as she looked at them, his arm protectively around hers and her head snuggled against him. They were the two most important people in her life and she couldn't imagine a better life with them.
She looked around at her sitting room. Books lay disheveled around the edges of the room. The bookshelf lining the wall was filled to the brim with books of different shapes and sizes and colors. She chuckled as her attention was drawn to the corner of the rug beneath her feet. There had been a small incident in which the rug had been permanently magicked into an assortment of colors, ranging from burgundy red to sunshine yellow. She sighed, contentedly, when her eyes fell upon her mantle. It had begun as a small area to place pictures and had soon been overcome with frames, both muggle and wizard, of her family. She stood, quietly, and fixed the blanket covering them.
"I love you", she whispered, while placing a kiss on a head of wild, chocolate brown curls. She remembered her own curls from her younger years, hating them at the time. Now, it brought her heart joy to see a mane of curls bouncing towards her.
She moved her attention to the platinum blonde, a smirk crossing her features. That was hair she would never forget. It had tainted her childhood with memories of being bullied and teased. However, it was now a platinum blonde that made her features filled with happiness.
"I love you", she whispered, and placed a kiss on the platinum blonde as well.
She headed into the kitchen to set a kettle for tea, glancing at the mahogany clock on her way.
"Hm.. it's already quite late", she mumbled to herself, worry coloring her face, "Maybe I'll floo the Ministry and check in after tea."
Nursing her cup of tea, she seated herself back on the armchair, her attention drawn once again to the figures by the fireplace. She sighed, taking a sip of tea and closed her eyes, overcome by memories. She could remember the day as if it were yesterday. It was vividly ingrained in her mind. It was the day her life began. It was the day of the Second Wizarding War, May 2nd, 1998.