Who: Fleur Delacour, Bill Weasley, and possibly Marcus Montague When: Morning of January 24th Where: Gringotts What: Visit from immigration Status/Rating: Closed other than to those listed above/PG at most
"Bill," Fleur pivoted in her chair and let her blue eyes settle on Bill's familiar from sitting at his desk. "Will you 'elp me with this?" Knowing the answer already, Fleur got up and set the cloth that contained the silver charm bracelet on the desk in front of him. The curses on the object were complicated and Fleur had to admit she didn't know enough about curse-breaking yet to remove them herself. Normally, she would have worked on it until she got it but working with Bill was different; he was an excellent teacher and knew how to explain things so she would understand it.
Since she was still peering over Bill's shoulder, Fleur didn't even notice the two men that had entered the office until they were standing at her desk calling her name. Sighing, Fleur straightened up and looked at the two men. They were unfamiliar yet that wasn't surprising in their line of work as they dealt with many people and many of their customers they never met as the goblins just brought them items and told them to take the curses off them. Assuming they were just clients, Fleur lightly brushed her fingertips against Bill's arm, a motion meant to tell him she'd be right back, and went to see what their visitors wanted.
"Yes, that is me. Le 31st Octubre..." Fleur told the visitors as they asked her to verify her name and birthday. It was becoming evident they weren't normal visitors, especially when they identified themselves as working for Immigration and requested to see her ID, passport, and visa. "Why do you need..." Fleur's words died on her tongue as she watched the men flip through her paper work until they found her visa and pulled it free from where it was safely tucked into her passport. Involuntarily, Fleur let out a whimper as she watched the taller of the two men rip her visa in half and then several more pieces. It took a minute for her shocked brain to even process what was happening.