Title: Concealer
Characters/Pairings: Bill Weasley, Fleur Delacour; Bill/Fleur
Author's Notes:
Before the wedding. I imagine Bill to be a little self-conscious after
coming out of the hospital, not quite wanting his co-workers to find
out about his newfound affection for rare steaks. And apparently I was
wrong: I CAN'T only write so many drabbles for one prompt. I just wrote
seven more. xD
Other Notes: REVENANT WINGS REVENANT WINGS REVENANT WINGS OH MY GOD awesomeawesomeawesome so happy so happy YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW.
Bill fidgeted under the bathroom light, back to the mirror. Contrary to the rest of Shell Cottage's warm orange glow, the bulbs were harsh and blindingly white reflected off the floor tile.
Fleur dug through a drawer, rifling through neatly organized boxes and tubes that had never been significant or even consequential to Bill until now.
"I do not support zis." She seemed to find what she was looking for. Popping open the compact, Fleur patted peach-pink powder over his scars. To ease him, she smiled and said playfully, "Though I do like putting make-up on someone else for once."