"We 'ave a lot of shopping to do, eet would seem," Fleur ran a hand through her hair and wondered if it wasn't still too cold to eat outside. They would all fit in the garden but not inside the house.
Fleur put her head on Bill's shoulder, nestling into her favourite spot beneath his chin, "Of course, someday. I would love to 'ave your children, Bill. I 'ate zat zis war 'as put our family on 'old. I zink of poor Tonks and Remus... zis ees not zee ideal climate for 'aving a baby." Fleur kissed Bill's cheek, "As much as I want to be a muzzer, eet would be bad timing to 'ave any children now. Eet ees a pity. I want to 'ave your babies. We will be 'stellar' parents."