Monday: Sight
She never looked unnoticeable.
"However did you complete Stealth and Tracking?" he asked sardonically the day she came to a meeting with a bubblegum pink crew cut, sporting huge gold hoops in her ears.
"I did," she said, giving him a scornful look. "That's all you really need to know."
He never thought she was pretty until the day she came in and took his breath away.
She had long, wavy red hair framing a heart-shaped face. Her lips were full and smiling. Her yes were green, framed by long lashes.
He could have drowned in those eyes.
He had done so before.
Her foot caught on the chair as she passed and shattered the illusion with curses. Lily hardly ever stumbled. She wouldn't have known the language that Tonks was flagrantly spouting either.
Still, it was hard not to look at her.