With him, Hermione started to see the beauty in the smallest things. There was something so welcoming in the way the sun hit the warm floor. She fell in love with the way the air smelled early in the morning and right before they went to bed. Hermione’s head went spinning over the way flowers bloomed in their garden when they ate lunch in the gazebo. Whenever they’d get in the pool, she found herself anticipating the moment when her body would touch the slightly cool water. Almost every night they danced in the ballroom until their legs were too tired to carry them any longer. They turned the dark Manor into their small paradise.