Disclaimer: I am not J.K. Rowling. Sadly. This is inspired by dancingwithrainbows' drabble challenge. I hope you enjoy!

Remus hadn't meant to fall for Tonks. It had crept up on him, really. Before he'd known what was happening, he was completely enthralled and there was nothing he could do to change it.

She was enchanting.

Tonks could look like anyone, but that wasn't why he found her beautiful. It was her personality that drew him, like a moth to a flame. Her ability to change her appearance was, to him, just a reflection of her inner beauty.

Because that, when all was said and done, was the only beauty that really mattered.