Fleur had been having a lovely dream, which had become commonplace since being moved into Grimmauld Place and being able to fall asleep in Bill's arms. She curled back into his side, enjoying the embrace, but didn't let herself drift off again, enjoying the warmth of it. "I missed 'oo." She said, in a low, sleep-tinged voice. She opened one blue eye, to take in the sight of him, and turned her head to kiss his shoulder. "Je t'aime"