Rose Amelia Weasley was not the girl everybody thought she was.
Her father liked to believe she was her mother's daughter. (He couldn't have been more wrong.)
Her mother told her she was beautiful. (She was ugly.)
Uncle Harry said she had a good heart. (Rose didn't have a heart.)
Aunt Audrey told her she had 'integrity.' (Rose was the world's best liar.)
Rose just smiled and said thank you, knowing they were all wrong.
They only knew her skin deep.
There was only one person who really knew her, and she couldn't have him.
For it was wrong to want him.
He was Louis William Weasley and he was her cousin.
She wasn't allowed to want him the way she did, but she couldn't help it.
For Rose was so much more than skin deep,
She was like an onion that only he was able to peel and peel until he reached the core and find the real Rose that no one else knew existed.
Rose Amelia Weasley was not the girl everybody thought she was.
She was all sorts of wrong.
A/N Thanks to SophyWald who happened to be online when I wrote this at midnight for checking it over :P
As for (cous)incest, I doubt I'll ever write it again, but this was the pairing given in the drabble tag so I gave it a go. If you like this sort of thing, go ahead. Thats just my opinion :)
Written for: Next gen drabble tag, if your dare challenge, 100 different pairings competion
Prompts: skin deep, #97 nobody knows it like I do. Wrong