A/N - Sorry it's taken me a few years to update this one - I've been completely preoccupied and had forgotten about it until recently. I hope to update more regularly, but it'll probably still be sporadic. I still love writing these little clips dearly
Besotted (adj)
I had never seen anyone so beautiful, so lovely and pure and innocent as I did in this moment. Even you, Hermione, the love of my life, barely held a candle to her.
She was tiny, fitting perfectly in our arms. She had a thin layer of blonde hair; a Malfoy, much to your gripe. Yet, that was all that she had taken from my family and it was really your features that made her truly miraculous, which I never failed to tell you even if you couldn't see it.
I was going to dedicate my life to her, worship her every step. She was the only stranger worth waiting for. Perfect, I thought. Perfect, perfect, perfect.
And then she was awake and screaming.