Action Scene: Bill and Fleur ready to leave for the Burrow
Bill heaved the trunk onto the bed and sighed as he flicked his wand at his wardrobe. He counted the robes, trousers and shirts as they floated out of the armoire and folded themselves neatly into the trunk. He had no idea how long the funeral was going to last nor how long they needed to stay with his parents afterwards, but he wanted to be prepared.
Another flick of his wand, opened Fleur's wardrobe and he pondered the rows of flats, pumps, and other assorted footwear that graced the entire bottom shelf. Yards of frilly fabrics lined the second wardrobe that held Fleur's dresses and robes. He looked down and pondered the shoes again. What possessed a woman to buy so many of the same pairs in different colours? And why so many when they only had two feet and could only wear one pair at a time?
Merlin, he'd told her he'd begin on the packing but he had no clue about what little shoe went with which dress.