Star Lover

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"Fall in love with someone who tastes like adventure but looks like the calm, beautiful morning after a terrible storm."

– Nikita Gill
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The second moment is a different while the first love was Philia a love shared between friends while the second is pragma a committed long-lasting love.

Regulus was only six years old when she met the love of her life, not that she knew that he was at the time.
Lucius Abraxus Malfoy, Heir to the most Ancient and Noble House of Malfoy was Ten to her six and in the beginning she actually hated him with a fiery passion, she found him to be arrogant and proud his attitude would be the reason why Regulus would start to call him The peacock.

Lucius meanwhile found the spare to the House of Black to be adorable yet annoying especially when she started to call him The peacock and and others started calling him that including his friend rodolphus, heir to the House of Lestrange.

Neither knew that from the moment they first met that their destinies were intertwined together until the day they would die.

(A boy. The bringer of light, beloved child of Apollo who shares the same love and rage. Will you create a  flower for your love when she dies, little light)

The fates watch the two of you, can you hear the silent stardust words they whisper to each other when they think no one is listening lion-heart.

(Bound by the red thread of ours it's such a shame they will not have long together, The Fates mutter, but this cannot be changed)

Everything changes when you turn seventeen years old, my darling star. He is twenty one and holding a ball for the dark lord, you arrive in a blue dress with off the shoulder straps and silver detailing on the stomach. Lucius looks at you and see's you. Lucius see the girl who loves long black coats, Tchaikovsky, French, old books, lacy dresses, Mozart and rain storms.

(A Girl. Child of the celestial bodies. The stars in your eyes whispering of  magic dark as the pits of Tartarus that will send you to Thanatos when you are only nineteen)

The girl who did long journal entries. The girl who loved Greek mythology with a fiery passion. The girl who said Cassandra was her favorite myth even though she was so tragic. The girl who had perfect penmanship. The girl who loved sunsets because it meant the stars would soon appear. The girl who liked swimming in the dark. The girl who wrote essays until 2:am. The girl who loved history and art. The girl who favored Leonardo davinci and Vivaldi and Jane eyre all artist of different fields painting, music and writing and who you loved.

Lucius fell for you yet what you don't know is that while taken with your beauty, it is your gracefulness that draws him in, it is your power that keeps him hooked and it is the sadness in your silver eyes that makes him fall in love, but not to worry while you will never find that out your little dragon will be told that by his father and it will be the standard he sets for his own love.

(But that is then and this is now, Chaos whispers to his descendants, and we are not there yet.)

So the two of you will take to the floor in a waltz not seeing the eyes that follow. The red eyes of a monster who will be your undoing. The eyes of your family that mirror your own. The eyes of the sacred 28. All seeing the unexpected pairing and wondering what the effects will be. Alas the two of you are in your own bubble and so do not care to see.

(Maybe if you did your fate could have been changed little darling, The stars sigh saddened for their beloved daughter, Yet your destiny has already been weaved by the fates.)

A dance that night leads to outings on a boat on the lake at Malfoy Manor, Tea in the gardens at the black family Château in France with your beloved grandparents who will meet the boy after their baby star. They will find that he is ambitious and perhaps a tad arrogant yet he loves you with everything he has, so he will be given the blessings of the head of The Most Ancient and Noble House of Black and His Beloved wife and Lady.

Blessings leads to courting and courting leads to a beautiful grand wedding in the summer and you being sworn into your duties as Lady Malfoy. You are only seventeen years old. Seventeen holidays, seventeen years of life, seventeen years thankfully not yet nineteen.

(A Girl. There are still stars in your eyes, a world of supernovas, after all you still have two years before the stars in your eyes die out but you don't know that yet, child of the stars)

You are seventeen and graduating from Hogwarts and you are worrying for what will come, for the light that drew you in and made you fall in love, for the sun who has been you brother since you were eleven, for the earth who has been your greatest protector, for the night who always cared and for the day who was by your side throughout everything.

(You heart has always been protective and loyal dear one, Aphrodite murmurs sadly, and that very same protective heart will be your doom.)

The next year you are eighteen and while many things change little star, the young lord still loves you most as you do him. That love grows more when the two of you find out the greatest news of your lives.

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