49
Time Signature
Disclaimer: I do not own HP.
Summary: Because 49 was 7 times 7, and 7 was the most magical number in existence (anyone in Arithmancy could tell you that). Too bad Harry never took that class. 49 mostly unconnected drabbles/one-shots around Draco and fem! Harry.
thirty-seven, frame
There was a hallway in Malfoy Manor dedicated solely to the portraits of the family heads, all frowning as they looked at Harry run through, some even stepping out of their frames as not to watch. The only one that looked at her positively (lovingly) was the one on the far right of Draco.
Whenever she passed with her eldest son, she made sure to whisper afterwards never to look like any of them, to make sure to smile in his portrait. After all, with faces like that she could understand why the Malfoys had gained such a bad reputation. She wouldn't have her son joining their ranks at all.
After all, she had known that some of her old classmates had taken it as a personal betrayal that she, the Gryffindor poster girl, the Girl-Who-Lived, had married Draco Malfoy (of all people). If her Hogwarts self was told that her future would include that, she would have asked for a time-turner solely for the purpose of beating her future in the head.
She stopped before the newest portrait and stared. The man blushed slightly.
"You know I love you, right?"
He turned a marvelous shade of red then rushed out of his frame. Across the hallway, the real Draco Malfoy smirked and replied, "I know."
TBC
A/N: Thank you for clicking on this chapter! This is the thirty-seventh prompt – only 12 more to go! *cheers*
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I had so much fun with this one. This is why I love magic.
Thank you again,
Time Signature