~ooO Support : Luna Lovegood Ooo~
Luna Lovegood hummed softly as she played with her butterbeer cork necklace. The Ravenclaw alumna knew Hermione was a bright one though she tended to be a bit blinkered in certain matters. But Luna knew Hermione's new husband would help open her eyes to the nuances and shades of reality and the true nature of magic in all its glory.
The blonde smiled as she watched Hermione greet a pureblood Family Head with a bland non-committal expression, and none of a typical Gryffindor's scorn, and she was pleased. Hermione would have to work with all stratas of magical society, especially those diametrically opposite to her. It did help she was a lot less rigid than she had been in their younger years. The War had taught her to bend and be flexible. But one could never be too flexible and creative.
Luna made a mental note to invite the couple to visit her maternal grandmother's private lands in Norway, to spend a few nights camping. Sborjad was magical at night, especially during full moons. And her grandmother always said dancing sky-clad under a full moon increases fertility. Hermione and Lord Slytherin would make beautiful children, little innocent beings to remind them of what is truly important. Family.
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