Iris
Hermione smiled as she hummed a soft melody to herself. It was one her mother had often sung to her when she was little and was having trouble sleeping for whatever reason. It had always managed to calm her down when she was upset about something, and even now, so many years later, it still soothed her.
And right now she really did need soothing. She had just learned that she was going to have to marry none other than Severus Snape due to a new law the Ministry passed. The Marriage Law... really, that was so ridiculous! Did they honestly think that would work? Well, she knew they believed it would, but all the same...
The law was supposed to make it so that the wizarding world population was replenished much faster. Hermione agreed that the population was at an all-time low and that it needed help, but this wasn't the way to do it. And really, forcing witches and wizards to marry... it was as though they had returned to the sixteenth century or something!
Hermione was however, glad that they had chosen to marry her to someone on the Order's side. She definitely didn't want to be married to a Death Eater.
Although... well, marrying Severus Snape was as good as marrying a Death Eater, considering how much he was forced to associate with them. There was no way she would be able to avoid having to see those monsters.
All the same, being married to him and forced to have his children was much better than some of the other options that she could think of.
Sighing, Hermione flopped down onto her bed, covering her eyes with her right arm. Still, it just wasn't fair... Turning so that she lay on her side, Hermione opened her eyes. The cinnamon colored orbs widened when they saw a lone flower laying on the pillow next to her. The young woman slowly sat up, reaching out to pick the flower up.
An iris... but who could have left it? Not many people knew that it was her favorite flower.
Actually, Hermione could only think of one person who knew. A smile formed on her face. Severus Snape was indeed good. Maybe marrying him won't be so bad after all, she thought, inhaling the flower's scent deeply.