Who: Fleur Delacour, Bill Weasley, Viktor Krum, and Penelope Clearwater When: Evening of October 24th Where: Bill and Fleur's flat What: Dinner and recruiting for the Order Status/Rating: Closed/Low-ish
Fleur's blue eyes glanced up at the clock as she finished setting the table. 7:52pm. Some how she had managed to get everything done and still had eight minutes to spare. It was a small miracle to her seeing as she had gotten out of work late and had spent most of the night running around chasing ingredients, cooking, and doing other odds in ends to make sure everything was ready for when their guests got there. Then again, growing up around her mother she had learned more than a few tricks on throwing together a dinner party quickly and efficiently as her father had a tendency to forget to mention when he had scheduled one with his work friends and clients.
After straightening a wrinkle out of her shirt and running her fingers through her blonde hair, Fleur looked up at Bill. "We didn't forget anything, did we?" Fleur asked him sure that they didn't but she wanted to make sure. "Do we really have a game plan with this or what?" It was something she had thought about most of the day and she was still not sure what it was that she was going to say to Viktor. Surely she thought he would be open to the idea and agreeable but how did you explain something like the Order to someone? She really hoped there would be no need for memory charms tonight, but they had to be prepared which was why she tucked her wand safely away where it would be within reach. Just in case.
Upon hearing a knock on the door, Fleur got up and answered the door and greeted whichever guest of hers that had arrived first warmly. It was Viktor which was kind of a relief to her. "Viktor! It is good to see you." She moved out of the doorway and allowed him inside out of the rain.