Chapter: What is Beauty? Character: Pansy Parkinson; Prompt: Beautiful

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"Mummy, what does it be to be beautiful?" Soft hazel eyes gazed at her mother while she sat on the counter of the bathroom. The war had been over for quite some time now and a lot had changed. The Dark Lord was gone - someone she believed to be nasty and just plain idiotic - and she now had a family with a husband. Looking over to her daughter, she placed down her wand that had been helping dry the child's hair.

"Why do you want to know, Gwendolyn? Pansy asked the girl. She seemed to be fidgeting for the moment before she looked back up at her Mother.

"Well, Daddy seems to think you're beautiful, but calls me pretty. I was talking to Scorpious and he said that beautiful means you need to be loved by everyone. Is that true, Mummy?" Pansy closed her eyes for a moment. She would have a talk with Draco later about letting his son corrupt her daughter. Plus, Scorpious knew better than to tell things like that to an eight-year-old.

"Your father thinks I'm beautiful because he loves me for who I am. In the past, I was not a very nice person, Gwen." Pansy started. She didn't normally talk about her feelings and at least twenty-five years ago, she had thought the same way Draco had taught his son. "I believed exactly what Scorpious told you before, but I had to learn that not everyone loves you because you're beautiful." Pansy told the child. "I had to earn my title of being beautiful. When you find someone who really loves you for the person you have inside of you, Gwendolyn; that is when you are truly beautiful." Gwen didn't look at if she were going to accept such a different statement than what Scorpious had told her, but Pansy found herself surprised when Gwen nodded.

"So Daddy loves you because of who you are now? Because you love Daddy and me?" The eight-year-old tried her hardest to wrap her mind around this. She was actually taking it a lot easier than Pansy had thought she would and so, she answered her daughter's question with a nod. "But I love you and Daddy, Mummy. Doesn't that make me beautiful?"

Pansy smirked slightly. "Oh, you are a very beautiful and smart girl, Gwendolyn, but to be beautiful to someone else; someone who really and truly cares about you is something that can make you feel beautiful inside and out." The girl's lips formed a small 'o' as she gave more thought to what her mother told her.

"And that's why Daddy thinks you're beautiful, Mummy? And why you think you're beautiful?"

"Yes, Gwendolyn. Exactly."

"Pans, are you and Gwen ready yet? We're already ten minutes late." Called a voice from downstairs. The voice had the distinct feeling the coming closer and when Pansy turned around, she saw her husband giving the two girls a grand smile. "Ready, love?"

"We are, Blaise, now give us a moment."

Author's Notes: Well, here's my first installment to the Ten to One Challenge on HPFC. Hope it's good.