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Tweak says, "DANNY DEVITO!"

Fleur Weasley (fleur_weasley) wrote in bloodlines_rp,
@ 2017-08-13 19:53:00

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!retcon, bill weasley, dec 2002, fleur weasley, loc: shell cottage, type: rp

News All Around
Date & Time: Friday, 27 December 2002 | Afternoon
Post Type: RP
Status: Complete
Character(s): Fleur Weasley, Bill Weasley
Location: Shell Cottage
Summary: Bill has news. Fleur has news.
Retcon Info: These three threads happened, except without the Charlie/Nicky bits and in Aug/Sept 2002. Bill and Fleur have been in France together since Oct 12th.

Fleur found herself checking the clock every few minutes as she made her way from room to room, keeping an eye on the various cleaning spells she'd set to rid the house of the layers of dust that had settled in the two and a half months they'd been away from Shell Cottage. Bill had gone into the office today, mostly because he knew that the place would be relatively deserted on a Friday so close to a holiday. They'd been back in England less than a day, but she knew he'd be able to relax better if he wasn't thinking about what awaited him in the office on Monday.

That said, she really wished he'd stayed home today. She hadn't known this morning when she'd kissed him goodbye that it would be important—but there was a lot she hadn't known this morning.

As she finished her circuit of the house, Fleur ended it in the sitting room and sank onto the couch, pulling her her knees up and hugging them to her chest. A big grin came to her face, but she bit her lip and chased it away. It was early. There was still so much time for things to go wrong, like they had the last time. She shivered at the thought, closing her eyes against the torrent of emotions that came with letting herself really think about it. She'd grieved, and she'd finally given Bill the opportunity to grieve, but it hadn't gone away. And now—she drew in a sharp breath, but she chased away the sob that might have come with it only a few months ago. How was it possible to be so elated, and yet so terrified? Her chest felt like it might burst from it, so instead she forced herself to her feet.

Bill would be home soon. Then at least she wouldn't be dealing with the news on her own.

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bill__weasley
2017-08-15 12:00 am UTC (link)

It had been an exhausting day, in the only way that the first day back from an extended time out of the country could be. It was mostly meetings, finishing up a few of the reports from his findings in France, and just trying to get the lay of the land in the office. A couple of the goblins had seemed almost happy to see him, insofar as goblins could be happy. There had been talks early in the day of dragging him out for drinks once Friday was done, but he was very firm about his intention for a quiet night in. There was always the next week, after all.

And anyway, he'd spent as much time as he could reading up on and gathering information about adoption practices through the Ministry, and through private organizations. Having a magical child would have been ideal, of course, but in the back of his mind, Bill couldn't help but feel he would be glad to have any child to love-- and he felt like Fleur probably felt the same way. They'd had fairly extensive discussions about the matter during their time in France, but Bill knew he would never tire of the subject. He would take any kind of family he could no matter what shape it took, so long as it was with her.

He Apparated home at five o'clock on the very dot, and breathed in the salt sea air that he wasn't even aware he'd been missing until they'd come back late the day before. "Fleur?" he called out as he took off his work robes and set them to floating to the cloak rack by the door with a small flick of his wand. The place already looked amazing, but that didn't surprise him in the slightest. Bill pulled a handful of pamphlets out from his jacket pocket and walked into the sitting room. He couldn't help the wide, warm grin at seeing his wife there, but it slipped just a hair when he took in the way she was holding herself. In two steps, he was in front of her, sinking to his knees and covering her knees with his hands. "Are you all right, love?"

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fleur_weasley
2017-08-15 12:54 am UTC (link)

Fleur had continued working on getting the house back in order, getting their luggage unpacked, and starting something simple for dinner—since real food would have to wait until she'd had a chance to get to the market—but none of it was enough to truly distract her from the things flitting through her mind faster than any Snitch she'd ever seen. When she'd finished all the necessary things, she ended up back on the couch with a throw pulled across her lap, trying to keep herself from staring at the clock. It wasn't usually like her to fret, but this she couldn't take lightly.

She heard Bill enter, but despite having watched for him all afternoon, she couldn't make herself move from her position on the couch even to greet him. She must have looked even more paralyzed than she felt, because he came to her immediately, concern in his voice. She blinked at him for a second, voice momentarily stolen by the weight of what she needed to tell him. Her eyes dropped to his hands, as they rested on her knees, and the pamphlets clutched in one of them. Slowly, she drew one of them out and read the title, and her heart swelled. They'd talked so many times now about trying to adopt a child, and she'd hoped that his newfound enthusiasm wasn't feigned for her benefit, but there had always been that tiny seed of doubt she couldn't quite smother. But now they'd been back in England for barely a day, and he was already bringing her information.

Fleur's eyes filled with tears as she looked up at him. The fear was still there in the slight tremble of her hand, but there was joy, too, in the shaky smile that she gave him. Her voice barely a whisper, she said, "I'm pregnant."