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Beautiful People
By Silver Sailor Ganymede

Sometimes she can't help but think about how beautiful their children would be. Of course she's a Weasley and he a Malfoy so it's never going to happen, but what harm does it do? She knows they would have beautiful children – with her red hair and his grey eyes, his sharp face and her sweet smile.

Once upon a time those children probably would have existed, a long time ago when the Malfoy and the Weasleys weren't feuding. There was probably some beautiful common ancestor they shared a few hundred years in the past, maybe less, who had her red her and his grey eyes, his sharp face and her sweet smile. There was bound to be.

Sometimes she thinks it's a pity their families are feuding. They are both apt at duelling and Quidditch, they support the same Quidditch teams, even (if her observations of the Slytherin table are correct) share a liking for the same desserts. Maybe they could have been good friends, maybe.

But then she remembers that this is Draco Malfoy, and although he may be handsome physically, his personality makes him ugly. That's why the children she daydreams about sometimes are never going to exist.