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There was Fleur, in all her beauty. Her silky blonde hair windswept and feet barefoot. Standing in the quiet, only occasionally disturbed by the low sound of crashing waves upon the coast. There she was, looking down and eyes twinkling, holding her arms out to a tiny figure running toward her. All blue eyes and... red hair.
"Maman!" The little figure - while cute - may as well have been the devil, shouted, only a few steps away from the beautiful blonde woman on the beach.
It didn't take long for a third figure to appear. To follow the little figure until they reached Fleur. Until the redhead - the older one - enclosed her hand in his.
"Good morning, love." The whispered words were almost swept away by the wind, but it was not. No. It only caused the blonde to smile a smile that Hermione would never tire of seeing.
It was bright. Unrestrained in all its glory. It emitted so much happiness that Hermione could always feel herself being drawn to it. The way the corners of her mouth curved had a gravity that rivaled that of the sun, and Hermione was stuck in its orbit.
Hermione would never tire of seeing that smile.
No matter how many times it wasn't aimed at her.