Fleur Weasley (parexcellance) wrote in changedrpg, @ 2011-08-03 21:13:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, !date: 1997 - august, bill weasley, fleur delacour, molly weasley |
Who: Molly, Bill, and Fleur
When: Wednesday August 3, evening
Where: Bill's flat
What: Molly drops by for an interrogation a visit.
Rating/Status: Low-ish?/Closed
Fleur picked up a box and set it on the table as she opened it and peered inside of it. Originally, she had planned on staying at her place and getting some packing done but after spending a day working a part from Bill she found she wanted to spend time with him. So, instead, she had brought over some of the stuff she had already packed. It was still getting something done and she could still spend time with Bill. "Did I 'ver show you a picture of my sister?" She asked Bill as she flipped through the assorted pictures she had stuffed into the box. Fleur handed him the picture in her hand so he could look at it; it was of her and her sister, Gabrielle, sitting at the piano in her parent's living room. Gabrielle was a mirror image of her sister just seven years young; though that could be because she choose to wear her blonde hair long and cut just like Fleur's. It was the eyes that really set the two apart. While Fleur's were a light blue, almost a silvery blue, Gabrielle's were a deep sapphire with a mischievous twinkle to them.
Fleur flipped through the rest of her pictures seeing if there was anything worth showing him but they were the usual things one would expect to find; pictures of her and her sister, her and her parents, and a few odd friends from when she was in school. She stopped for a moment on the one buried at the bottom of the box and chose to leave it there; it was one that had been taken just before the final task of the Triwizard Tournament and was of all three champions and their families. It was something she rather not think about at the moment so she left it there at the bottom of the box. "Remember this 'ne?" She asked Bill as she tossed him one of the first pictures the two of them had taken together. It had been taken at some New Years party someone from work had invited them to and at the last moment they had decided to attend together. She was sure if she looked she still had that champagne cocktail dress packed in a box some where.
She looked up, startled, as someone knocked on the door. Fleur bit down on her lip as she looked at Bill. His expression telling her he had not been expecting someone. Despite herself, Fleur found herself following him as he went to answer the door curious to who it would be.