A Slytherin and His Gryffindor Princess

by HP Slash Luv

This is a collection of one of my favorite couples, Lucius and Hermione, in celebration of Valentine Day. (Although, it probably won't be finished until after Valentine Day). Prompts are from Hogwarts, Valentine Vs Single Awareness challenge.

14. Photograph

Written for:

Hogwarts: Valentines Vs Single Awareness challenge:
(emotion) adoring, (object) Photo Frame

Hogwarts: 365 Prompts
Prompt - Bell

Hogwarts: Insane House Challenge
Restriction: No using "said"

Photograph

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Hermione brushed a stray bang out of her eyes as she lifted a box off of a shelf. It was cool out, but not too cold, so Hermione had decided it was the perfect day for some spring cleaning.

The box was full of dust, so she could only imagine what was inside. She placed the box on the nearby stool and opened it up, eagerly peering inside. Her breath caught in her throat at the sight of a lavender picture frame that she hadn't seen in years. It laid so innocently on top of the pile that was in the box.

Hermione gently touched it, almost afraid it would shatter into a million pieces if too much pressure was applied. Then she lifted it out of the box and stared at the photo.

It was a picture of Lucius and Hermione on the wedding day, a huge bell in the background. She remembered the sound it made as it swung back and forth, signaling Hermione Granger and Lucius Malfoy as officially married and ready to begin their life together, their next big adventure.

Hermione's face was one of absolute adoration. She saw the love in the eyes of the much younger and more hopeful Hormone.

Lucius' eyes held the same love and devotion.

Hermione sniffled as she remembered how happy they had been. She thought they'd be together forever. They had survived being on opposite sides in a war; she had thought nothing would be able to separate them after that. They were invincible in her mind.

Lucius felt the same way.

They had been so wrong.

Things happened. Jealousy happened. Fights happened as insecurities piled on top of each other And little cracks became canyons because neither of them was willing to talk about their problems. And then they seemed so insurmountable. It was easier to divorce than sticking it out and making it work.

A tear slid down her cheek. She still loved him. She'd probably never stop loving him. But love wasn't always enough for a relationship to survive all of the hardships.

She placed the framed photograph back in the box and sealed the flaps once again. She wondered if it would be another two years before she set her eyes upon it again.

Probably.

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