Speed Drabble: Plane, mirror, cream
The 2016 Monthly Prompt Challenge: 27. No using the word 'said'
W.C: 218
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Don't Mock My Cream
"Dear Merlin, what is on your face?" Hermione asked as she covered the giggles threatening to erupt from her mouth with her hands. They were on a plane ride to France, and she wanted to use the muggle means to get there, but it was night right now, so it meant they had to be quiet. She raised her eyebrows at Draco's horrid looking face. "It's hideous."
"Ha, ha. I'm sure this is all very amusing for you," Draco scowled, rubbing the green cream on his face. He picked up his hand mirror and smirked. "This 'hideous face' is flawless of blemishes and spots because of this cream I use. Don't mock my cream."
Hermione snorted, picking up the jar of cream. "Hmm, looks like wizards have thought of most things. I didn't know you applied this cream every night. Wait, do you?"
Draco shrugged, rubbing the cream on his face diligently. "You fall asleep quickly, and I go apply it. Besides, you wake up later than I do." He took a hard look at her skin. "And that's why I'm the beautiful one in this relationship."
Hermione laughed loudly and somebody angrily shushed her. She covered her mouth and grinned. "Of course, Draco. You're the beautiful one."
Draco smiled, appraising his reflection. "And lucky for you, I'm yours."