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Fleur is fluffing pillows.

And cleaning.

And counting.



She wouldn't be counting days! Why would she be counting those?! She is counting pillows. PILLOWS.



Now she is counting the time ticking by on the clock. "I wonder where my 'usband iz," she asks herself aloud. She might have to call down and ask that their evening meal be delayed. She has been trying lately to have at least something warm for him waiting when he gets home.

Date: 2006-03-06 08:12 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] thecoolone
When one can simply Apparate, there is no need for anything so formal as opening a door. However, there's normally a telltale cracking noise when one does Apparate or Disapparate.

After years of stealthy curse-breaking work, however, Bill knows how to Apparate noiselessly and, as a result, he appears right behind Fleur without a sound.

"I'm right here, love." He puts his newspapers and head scarf down, wraps his arms round her, and kisses the back of her neck through all that beautiful silvery hair. "You won't believe what's just happened..."

Date: 2006-03-06 05:35 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] thecoolone
After he kisses the top of her head, Bill turns her around and folds her into his arms. "Have you ever had one of those conversations where you simply knew your head would explode before it ended?"

It feels so right to have her here, in his arms, waiting for him. Or not waiting for him but just being here when he's home: it's one of his most secret fantasies come true. He likes to believe he's forward-thinking enough to not only respect but encourage Fleur's right to be wherever she likes whenever she likes. But in his months in captivity he had the dream that kept him alive, the dream where he was in another lifetime with a wife and child. Even though that wife wasn't Fleur -- he wouldn't have allowed himself that fantasy at that time, too dangerous in too many ways -- it was still the thing that kept him alive.

Dark times are coming again. Or perhaps they never left. Perhaps it was simply a lull. "Fleur, I have so much love for you. So much. Promise you'll be careful here, in London, anywhere, always."

Date: 2006-03-06 06:50 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] thecoolone
Sitting with her, Bill rubs his eyes, his face, then lets out a sigh. "I've been following some strange patterns of potential wizarding attacks on Muggles in the local papers." He throws those down on the table. "And I was reading, and opened the door to the bar instead of the door to come home, and while I was there I ran into Tom Riddle. He said there have been some unexplained attacks in New York, and now I feel as if there might be something coordinated going on, and I need to keep track of that. But while I was there, Mum showed up. You know, Mum who doesn't know she's Mum yet? and she's Bound to the bar, and she's been staying in Tim Hunter's room." He shakes his head in disbelief. "I don't even want to think about that... and then Ginny pops by to tell me she snogged Draco and shagged someone named Hellspawn, and... she's my sister. My baby sister. I almost know how Dad must feel watching her grow up. What am I supposed to tell her other than use common sense, use the spells..." He shakes his head. "And there's more. I'm just getting started."

Date: 2006-03-06 08:32 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] thecoolone
He melts into her touch and the quiet sound of her voice, so happy to be here. Happy to be home, happy to be with Fleur, happy to try to let go of the insanity.

"Mum said she might go off exploring the world with Cain. You know, from the Bible." Slowly, he pounds his forehead with the heel of his hand. "She's supposed to be with Dad. What if this changes her reality and I don't even exist any more? My brothers? My sister? Well, I suppose at that rate I won't have to worry about Ginny and Draco Malfoy... or about her sleeping with someone. Or about the world falling apart in front of us." He smiles in a benign sort of way.

"Then, a Tim showed up. I have no idea which one. He said there were 999 of him. One of them slept with my mother, and one with my sister. Or at least that's what I think happened. And when I thought the insanity was past, Morgan le Fae sat at the table and said hullo. I swear, Fleur, I never thought that Luxor was the bastion of sanity, but compared to the bar? We're the luckiest couple in the whole bloody universe. The whole one."

This is nice. This is normal. This is... what it is, and it suits him just fine at the moment, thank you kindly. He lets his eyes close.

"I'm sure there have been crazier days there, but I'm hard-pressed to come up with one that makes less sense."

Date: 2006-03-06 10:53 pm (UTC)
thecoolone: (sleepy)
From: [personal profile] thecoolone
He rests one hand over hers, on his temple, and closes his eyes. "Your voice is such a lullaby. Keep talking, keep singing. You're the only thing making any sense at all today. Tonight."

He could sleep in her arms... if he could get the notion of Malfoy being good with his... whatever out of his mind. Opening his eyes, he looks into Fleur's benevolent and exceedingly beautiful face. "For the first time, talking with Ginny, I had an idea how Dad must feel some days."

Date: 2006-03-07 03:14 am (UTC)
thecoolone: (newlyweds)
From: [personal profile] thecoolone
"Not yet."

He grins up at her, hoping he never ever does.

Date: 2006-03-07 03:57 am (UTC)
thecoolone: (kissing fleur)
From: [personal profile] thecoolone
"Reparo. See, I'll be able to take care of it." Laughing, he reaches up and pulls her face down toward his. "I'm tired of the insanity: kiss me."

Date: 2006-03-07 04:16 am (UTC)
thecoolone: (in bed with fleur)
From: [personal profile] thecoolone
"Woman I love," Bill manages between kisses. "Falling in love with you was the smartest thing I've ever done, and I do it all over again every single day." Gazing up into her eyes, he blushes with the sheer adoration he feels. His hand sneaks to her chest and he kisses her again.

And there's a knock at the door.

"Delivery."

Bugger.

Date: 2006-03-07 05:41 am (UTC)
thecoolone: (content)
From: [personal profile] thecoolone
Sitting up, Bill takes off the bulky galabayya, smoothing out his t-shirt ("Property of Gringott's Athletic Department") and jeans beneath: that's better.

He smells lamb kebabs and suddenly, he's famished. As soon as Fleur's back, he Summons plates and silver from their little kitchen, setting a makeshift table right here in front of the sofa.

Rice, lamb, iced tea, cucumber salad: it's just what he wanted.

For food, that is. Taking Fleur's hand in his, he tugs her to sit next to him. There's something so satisfying about just being here with her, sharing a meal, smelling her perfume: he thinks that possibly -- just possibly -- things don't get so very much better.

"You're wonderful." He grins at her before taking up a forkful of rice.

Date: 2006-03-07 05:52 am (UTC)
thecoolone: (kissing fleur)
From: [personal profile] thecoolone
"Oui."

He kisses her lips.

Fleur. Lamb.

He loves her.

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