Victoire

All she has ever really accomplished is the art of pretending and it's not that hard.

It takes a lot of pretending to be happy and some confidence so you can pull it off. She's so good at it now that nobody's been able to see through the fa├žade she puts on every day.

One day, she has her head in Teddy's lap and she says softly, "I'm not perfect."

He looks surprised. Bemused, puzzled, all synonyms of the word. Instead of answering, he just brushes a lock of hair off her face.

She wonders whether it means he believes her or whether he has just mastered the art of pretending he doesn't know what to say.


A/N: Started a new drabble series. Twelve drabbles about twelve Weasley's. Please don't favourite without reviewing. :)