Nymphadora leans into her pillow with a yawn, laughing quietly as she feels Lupin's fingers conduct a journey across the muscles of her back while they lay on their bed basking in the remnant of what they just shared. Said fingers dip down across her shoulder blades and she sighs, her kaleidoscope eyes closing momentarily to let a sigh escape and he smiles. The smile is warm, and reaches his eyes for the first time in a long while. His eyes travel across the expanse of skin until they reach the crumpled cotton sheet that's posing for haphazard modesty.

She has scars too. Not only the mental and emotional ones inflicted by those in her family but also from those relatives of hers whom she has to fight so hard against. He doesn't know why, but it makes him feel good to know that she has her share of scars, which he enjoys tracing with his fingers almost as much as Nymphadora enjoys tracing his with her lips. He supposes it makes him feel that much more normal, as if the raised skin that crisscrosses over his entire body isn't too much of an oddity.

He asks her why she doesn't just morph to change them, saying that he wouldn't judge her if she chose to as he feels that if he had the chance he would cover them up. He tells her it wouldn't be for vanity, that if she wanted to she could, he feels that perhaps she doesn't because she would feel bad afterwards that she could rid herself of the ugly deformities and he could not.

His feeling are eased to the point of foolishness as she laughs and her eyes open and have changed to the colour of chocolate and shetells him she thinks that the scars show strength and courage, that they make her feel that what she's doing really does help them (even if the one nearest her left hip came from tripping over the coat rack and near impaling herself on one of her own upturned stiletto heels).

She says she doesn't want to be a doll.

A sort of warm, hazy feeling overcomes him and he feels his lips break into a smile for the second time that night as he takes her in his arms once more and they roll back underneath the sheets.