Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas
"Through the years, we will be together, If the Fates allow"
She was singing. She had a wonderful voice. And she was wonderful.
He knew he wasn't the only man in the room staring at her. Everyone had stopped what they were doing and looked at her. Dressed in a green, aristocratic dress she sat next to the piano and wished everybody a "Merry Little Christmas".
The truth was that she was very pretty. Truly beautiful. And she was going to become his wife. Draco was surprised that she had chosen him out of all the men she could have. She could marry someone richer, more handsome; someone with a better reputation. But Astoria chose him.
He had spent hours wondering why. He would never understand. But then all she had to do was sit next to him, touch him, or even just talk to him and he would forget all his doubts, all his worries. Or she would just look at him as she did in that moment; smile, and say something so simple as "Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas" and he would remind himself of how much they loved each other.
So he smiled at her; and as the song ended he headed towards her.
"Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Let your heart be light
From now on our troubles will be out of sight"
A/N: Republished.
Merry Christmas, everyone!
Beta read by Erin Joy.