Sometimes I wonder about the girl with baby blue wild eyes. Always searching for adventure. With her dreamy voice and innocent face. Wandering the halls barefooted. The thought makes me shake my head.
Smiling for no particular reason. Tripping and falling.
"What are you thinking about daddy" a baby voice asks me. My five year old daughter Ella, recently she had started asking so many questions. I look at her she was at the door way clutching her plushie toy that Blaise had gifted her. It was time for her afternoon nap but here she was. "Come here baby, " I motion for her to come towards me. And she happily runs and jumps into my lap. When she is comfortable she repeats the question. "Thinking about a princess" I say to her and smile. "Is she beautiful?" she asks innocently. "Yes she is baby, and guess what you are more beautiful because you are our princess" I say to her as I straighten her tiara. That she wears all day. I blame Pansy for that. "If I am princess, Is Scorpius a Prince" she asks again. "Yes your brother is the prince and your mother is the queen, she was a princess once, someday you will also be a queen" I say and tickle her. She giggles and tries to push my hand away. "Then were you thinking about Mommy" a different voice asks. My eight year old son Scorpius. I think he is too matured for his age. "What are you doing Scorpius, its time for your nap" I ask trying to be strict. I am always loose on them. What can I say I love them to death. He just shrugs and flops at the couch near me. "Was mommy the princess, but she has a cork neckless to chase nargles not a tiara." she says confused. I laugh. "Thats because Mom is a queen, you will also have a butterbeer cork neckless when you become a queen " Scorpius says sweetly emphasizing the word "Queen". Ella scrunches her nose. I stiffle my laugh and then I hear the door opening and a thud. She must have tripped again. My children scrambles to feet and starts running. Shouting Mommy. I get up and make my way to greet my lovely wife. I lean at the doorway and listen to my wife blabbering about how she hexed and saved her assistant Tina from Wrackspurts. Ella and Scorpius were listening excitedly. She looks at me and smiles my heart skips a beat. She again starts to tell then about her work at St. Mungos. She is a part-time healer, she choose not to work full time for our children.
I smile and wonder how this girl came to my life and made it so beautiful. Motivated me to become an Aurour. Made me aquintances with Wealesy and Potter.
My mansion was just a shelter, she made it our Home. She became my everything
What I did to deserve her -Sometimes I just wonder.
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Loony And The Dragon
FanfictionA collection of oneshot. The time period varries and they are not related. all depicts the life of Luna Lovegood with Draco Malfoy. From Draco's POV. I wanted to write a story for them but I can't seem to think of a storyline. So I came up with this...
