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His brother looked like something out of a nightmare.
Ron commended his brother's bravery, of course - braving Fenrir Greyback was worthy of an Order of Merlin, in his opinion. But the torn flesh criss-crossing his face, scarring him, made him close to unrecognizable except for the basic features - the bright blue eyes, the shock of long red hair.
And there his Mum was, completely sure that the wedding would be called off. It's a surprise to everyone when Fleur argues back - she loves her fiance, scars or no scars, and certainly she's beautiful enough for the both of them? Everyone, including him, is pleasantly surprised with her exclamation.
A lingering though, deep inside the depths of his brain, wondered if anyone would care for him, love him despite the scars, if he were ever in that situation, just as Fleur was now. Ron doesn't notice his own eyes leave his brother's face for a moment and flicker to Hermione.
Bill, it seemed, had noticed the fleeting look Ron shot Hermione, lying there on his hospital bed with his family surrounding him, and winked at Ron.
