tender? 👀😇
When Fleur flinched beneath her touch, Cho made a soft, pained sound.
“Still tender?” she asked, lightly brushing the skin beside the curse scar cutting its way down the side of Fleur’s face. It would never fully heal, but she was sure one day it would fade from angry pink to a faded silver.
“Only a little,” Fleur said, catching her hand and pressing a kiss to her palm. “It is my pride that still stings, but I suppose I look very dashing now, no? Like a proper hero of the war.”
Cho smiled and kissed beside the scar.
“You were always my hero.”
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