Prompt: 46. Comfort
Pairing: Nymphadora Tonks/Fleur Weasley
You are the wives of the wolf boys and that binds you together more than it should.
You love your husband, and she hers, but you're the only two who know the feeling of being completely, hopelessly in love with someone who isn't quite as perfect as you wish they were.
Her husband crumples and folds and changes and – once a month, Dora, just once a month, you whisper – becomes a monster.
Your husband's face is simply scarred, but he changes, too. His eyes darken, his voice deepens, he growls at you, snap, and he pushes and shoves you and – once a month, Fleur, just once a month, she whispers – he terrifies you.
And it's her arms you find yourself in.
It's her you whisper to, her you whose robes you soak with your tears and only her who understands you. She's better than you at holding in the tears, holing up the fears, but you can see it in her eyes on those moonlight nights; my husband is a monster.
She blinks and it's gone.
And no matter how much you reassure yourself that you love Bill, (and you do) there is something that keeps you crawling into Tonks' arms when the moon glows, deathly bright and oh so full.
Because Tonks' understands, more than you ever could, what it is to be in such a uniquely horrifying situation.
And maybe that's why you let her kiss your tears away.