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The sound of her name being yelled from across the room gave Fleur a start. Sitting here was torture, and she was positive the witch at the desk wanted to hex her by now. Fleur had made several very demanding attempts to find out how Bill was doing, when she could see him, but it was to no avail. By the time Fred and George arrived, she looked tired and agitated, and a bit defeated.
Her head darted and she stared at them. "He is..." Fleur stood, moving to meet the twins. There was a hint of resentment in her voice.
"I do not know." She gave a hard look at the woman at the desk, who had given Fred and George and odd look when they'd arrived shouting and bounding through the room. Now she was engrossed in her paperwork again. "They will not tell me what is happening even though I have every right."