Fleur hated the looks she got from the students. She preferred being looked at in horror rather than pity. Yeah, I only have one wing and can't fly anymore, why do they have to keep staring at me?! Worse was from the faculty. The worst was Severus. His eyes were sunken and hollow, and she knew they both have had a string of sleepless nights in the past month. He even went so far as to ignore her knocking at his door at night when she just wanted to curl up and share a bed with him. It had been the best sleep she had since the war ended, and now she couldn't even have that. She was sure that he found her abhorrent to look at now, mangled and incomplete. She even started having back trouble due to the weight difference on her back.