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Requested Fic!
For: black_fury!
Title: Only Fleur
Involving: Bill, mentions of Fleur and the Weasleys
Word Count: 241
Rating: PG
The mirror was quiet nowadays as he stared at his scarred, ugly reflection now. It no longer uttered cheekily My, what a handsome laddie! at him, or told him to just adjust his collar slightly and he’d be perfect. It was almost ironic, Bill mused, that the mirror’s silence was characteristic of his entire family. His mother’s eyes filled with tears whenever she looked at him and she always hurried off to ‘do something’. His father’s eyes were grim and he clapped Bill on the shoulder more often than was really necessary. His brothers… well, his brothers eyes were shaded as he caught them giving him those quick, sly looks that they thought he wouldn’t notice. It was his body that was scarred, not his observance or intelligence! Even more telling, the twins didn’t mock him at all for his scars, not even once.
Only Fleur, his beautiful, gorgeous Fleur still looked at him with that self-same love and warmth in her lovely eyes as she did before. Only Fleur, whom everyone had assumed would flee from his scarred face and marred good looks, stood by him devoted and proud. She didn’t shy away from him, she kissed his scars and touched his face with gentle hands. Her beauty was more than enough to compensate for his failings after all, he supposed with a wry twist to his lips.
They should all be ashamed of daring to assume she would do otherwise.
For: black_fury!
Title: Only Fleur
Involving: Bill, mentions of Fleur and the Weasleys
Word Count: 241
Rating: PG
The mirror was quiet nowadays as he stared at his scarred, ugly reflection now. It no longer uttered cheekily My, what a handsome laddie! at him, or told him to just adjust his collar slightly and he’d be perfect. It was almost ironic, Bill mused, that the mirror’s silence was characteristic of his entire family. His mother’s eyes filled with tears whenever she looked at him and she always hurried off to ‘do something’. His father’s eyes were grim and he clapped Bill on the shoulder more often than was really necessary. His brothers… well, his brothers eyes were shaded as he caught them giving him those quick, sly looks that they thought he wouldn’t notice. It was his body that was scarred, not his observance or intelligence! Even more telling, the twins didn’t mock him at all for his scars, not even once.
Only Fleur, his beautiful, gorgeous Fleur still looked at him with that self-same love and warmth in her lovely eyes as she did before. Only Fleur, whom everyone had assumed would flee from his scarred face and marred good looks, stood by him devoted and proud. She didn’t shy away from him, she kissed his scars and touched his face with gentle hands. Her beauty was more than enough to compensate for his failings after all, he supposed with a wry twist to his lips.
They should all be ashamed of daring to assume she would do otherwise.