Who: Fleur and Tonks What: Discussing men, weddings, death eaters, etc When: Wednesday Afternoon (Backdated) Where: Tonk and Remus' Safe house Warnings: Unlikely
It had been a good long while since Fleur had sought out advice on her own behavior, as she was so typically sure of her actions and the decisions she made. But she wanted to have the assurance that perhaps she wasn't wrong in her feelings, that she wasn't selfish and that perhaps others thought she had a right to not only her feelings as a whole but her anger. This was where Tonks really came in this afternoon as Fleur needed guidance and there was no one she could think of to ask it of but Tonks. She used to always ask for advice from Fred, but since Bill was no longer the potion, she had felt perhaps it was a bit too personal now to takl about with the man. She couldn't excuse his behavior with the knowledge that Bill didn't know what he was doing. Bill did know what he was doing. He knew damn well. And that was perhaps what bothered Fleur the most; as she didn't agree.
She apparated to the hideout that Remus and Tonks were presently at, dropping down through the wards on the front porch. She gave a swift knock and waited patiently, arriving alone, having left Toire with her father's family for the afternoon.