Heart safe from hearts (Song is in my head!)

"I'm so tired of reading about Brangelina." Hermione said out of the blue. Lucius looked over at his wife of 4 months, sitting in her favourite armchair by the fire in their lounge room.

"What in Merlin's name is Brangelina?" he asked, drawing the word out. Hermione showed him the front page of one of her Muggle prophets.

"Brad Pitt and his wife, Angelina. Brangelina. Muggles call famous couples by a combination of their names." Lucius looked at her intrigued.

"Truly? They put time into thinking up names like that? I thought it must have been an illness." Lucius drawled as he turning his attention back to an Agatha Christy novel Hermione was forcing him to read. While he would never admit it to her, it was rather good, and he found he was unable to put the book down.

"The Wizarding world does it too, of course." Hermione commented, causing him to look over at her again.

"Pardon?"

"Didn't you read Witches Weekly when we married?" Lucius raised an eyebrow.

"I was a little preoccupied with our honeymoon." Hermione smiled and continued to read the magazine. It was a minute or so before Lucius looked to her again. "Out of curiosity, what was the name we were given."

"Lumione."

This little drabble wouldn't leave me alone. So here it is. I don't own harry potter, Daniel Radcliff, Hermione granger, Emma Watson, Lucius Malfoy or Jason Isaacs. Though I do have a picture of him in a bath. He has giant feet. And you know what they say about anything that is big. Honestly. Big ears, big hands, big feet, all of it means big d**k. I'm not allowed to say that word unless this becomes an M rated story. So let's keep it clean peoples!

Oh dear, that's nearly longer than the story.