A/N: Written for the Pairing Set Bootcamp challenge, 40. Dominique/Scorpius and for the Freeverse Frenzie competition, poem 132.
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42. Blonde-Blond
Somehow, the fact that his hair was blond
as well, was attractive to her
And the way he looked straight at her as well,
a challenge blaring in his eyes.
She gave him a wide smirk.
'Challenge accepted,' she said,
and the war was on. A war of wills
Because he was not as immune
as he hoped, and she not as cold
as she thought.
Because he looked at her she looked right back
and fell into those eyes, that hair
that showed hair could be beautiful
without Veela blood
And that there was a hope of finding love
beneath that siren's song.