Prompt: Who gave you that blackeye
"Were you really fighting because of what Dolohov said?" Hermione sighed, dabbing at the black eye on her boyfriend with a cool damp cloth to check the swelling.
"Maybe, no one insults my girl and gets away with it." Fenrir grumbled, hissing when she cleaned a cut that was covered in dirt from them fighting in the quad.
Shaking her head, she grabbed a break and shake ice pack from her bag and placed it over the already swelling and inflamed bruise forming on his eye socket. "You're lucky I love you."