A/N: This is my first drabble for the lola's ten topics, ten drabbles challenge - exploring the character of Astoria Greengrass. To those who don't know, marionettes are just string puppets. Hope you like it. Reviews, especially constructive criticism, are much appreciated. I don't own Harry Potter. xo
Astoria spent her childhood as a marionette
With unblinking eyes and porcelain skin.
It's as if they believed
Without her strings
She would just float
a w a y.
Straight from her mother's red red red lips:
Of course you can read
Don't be silly
Just not those books.
You don't want to be
Smarter than your husband.
Now do you?
Her sister, flicking her red red red hair:
You're eating too much
You'll want to have a nice figure
To get a proper pureblood husband.
Says dearest daddy, clutching her red red red wrist:
A good wife never speaks out of turn
How many times do I have to say that?
So she tried and tried and tried
But Astoria will always be the patch of weeds
In Daphne's rose garden
And that's okay.
So Astoria chose Ravenclaw over Slytherin
And read and read and read all she liked
And learned how to float feathers and conjure birds and
And swore never to marry a 'proper pureblood husband.'
Draco never cared for 'proper pureblood wives.'
But he loved that Astoria's heart contained a library
That her tea always contained five lumps of sugar
That her mouth liked to run run run away
And that's all that really matters.