Fleur bit her lip as she listened to Bill's supposed mad idea, but mostly to hide the smile. It was a little mad, because hosting any party was always more work than it seemed like it should be, but that didn't mean she disliked the idea. "You know very well no party including your family can be small." And if it was something other than a true family gathering, they would need to open it up for those invited to bring guests. "And that I will only have to redo it all if I let you decorate."
She finally let her expression shift to show him she was teasing, though he'd probably already figured that out. She leaned in and reached across the table for his hand. "We'll do it together. My plans with Hermione do not take up so much time as that just yet, and I'm pregnant" —she beamed at him, enjoying getting to say it aloud again— "not breakable. I do not feel so tired as they say can be normal." Though now that she knew to look for it, she could see how over the last couple of weeks she'd tired earlier in the night than usual.
Her hand lingered in his grasp for another moment before Fleur pulled back to continue eating, though she was already getting full. "Perhaps you should send some owls tonight, though. Some may have plans already, and then we will know to buy less food."