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mediwitch_fleur (mediwitch_fleur) wrote in quaffle_rpg,
@ 2009-10-18 10:25:00

WHO: Bill and Fleur
WHEN: 10/18, morning
WHERE: Shell Cottage
WHAT: We're having a what?
RATING: Probably pg-13?
COMPLETION: In-progress

Fleur stared at the small stick in her hand. She'd never heard about Muggle contraptions as having any legitimate use before getting involved with Bill. Still, this particular one she'd heard about in Witch Weekly. Apparently, Muggles had a means of detecting pregnancy early on, just as wizards did. But she was so nervous, she knew she wouldn't be able to cast the spell on herself.

So, she followed the directions on the box, which were clear enough to her, though without visible technology, she supposed she'd do all right.

Staring at the small screen, she waited as things began to appear. Her hand shook, so she set it on the counter, staring at the small plus that was forming. Her stomach fell and she clutched it. Bill was getting his wish.

She left the bathroom, test still on the counter as she headed to the bedroom where her husband still slept. Sliding into bed, she curled against him.

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dragonhideboots
2009-10-19 02:49 am UTC (link)

Bill rolled sideways, opening his eyes a little as a shape cuddled up to his side. He looked down at Fleur, smiling a little.

"Good morning," he said, his voice thick with sleep. He was too comfortable to move so he closed his eyes again and yawned.

They'd been home together over a week and things were slowly regaining normalcy. With Fleur cuddled at his side, it was almost like nothing had ever happened.

"What do you want to do today?" he asked through another yawn. "Maybe go into Hogsmeade? Or to London?"

He pushed the blankets back and sat up a little.

"Do you want the shower first or shall I?"

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mediwitch_fleur
2009-10-19 03:22 am UTC (link)

Fleur smiled at him a bit, rolling onto her back as he sat up. When he mentioned shower, she panicked slightly, reaching for him.

"I...think we should go to Hogsmeade, but, Bill, I..."

She took a deep breath, trying to figure out how to tell him what she wanted to, what she needed to.

"There's a good wizarding nursery shop there," she tried. Chewing her lip, she tried to smile gently as the fingers on her free hand fiddled with the sheets.

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	dragonhideboots 2009-10-20 12:57 am UTC (link)
	His stomach did a flip flop. What? What?! "What?!" he choked, his face spreading into a manic grin. "Are you saying what I think you're saying?" He threw his head back with a shout. "No way! Are you sure? When did you find out?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

mediwitch_fleur
2009-10-20 01:05 am UTC (link)

Fleur smiled a bit more, bolstered by his response. She tok his hand and put it on her stomach.

"Just now. Muggle pregnancy test," she offered sheepishly.

Taking a deep breath, she continued. "I knew I was late yesterday, but I waited until this morning. It said...it said morning tests were more reliable for early detection."

She wanted him to be happy and his happiness spread to her.

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dragonhideboots
2009-10-20 02:17 am UTC (link)

He grinned widely.

"Bloody hell, I'm going to be a dad!" he exclaimed, running his hand along her belly. He leaned into kiss her, suddenly thinking how all that had happened earlier in the month was behind them now and...

Shit.

He froze and sat back on his heels, head reeling.

"Fleur," he said. "Weren't you on a potion? When did this happen?"

They'd made love right after she'd cheated on him with Davies. Was the baby even his own?

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mediwitch_fleur
2009-10-20 02:22 am UTC (link)

Fleur leaned up to the kiss then paused, tensing as he pulled back. When he began asking questions, she chewed her lip, then sat up, reaching for him.

"I..I was. I stopped. It had to happen the night we made love." It had to. It couldn't be Roger's. She hadn't thought about it, but when he began obviously wondering, it led her to wonder. No, it had to be Bill's.

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dragonhideboots
2009-10-20 02:30 am UTC (link)

His heart sank. Just when things were getting better...

"But how do you know?" he asked, his voice pained. "What am I even supposed to say to this, Fleur? It's like happy and anguished all at once."

He gripped his hands in his hair with a fierce tension and sighed heavily. Kicking his way back out of bed, he paced out into the kitchen and began brewing tea.

He wasn't mad at her, really. It was more a fear and confusion over the fact that the baby he'd wanted for so long was coming and it might not even be his own.

Dropping a lump of sugar into his cup, he braced himself against the counter, watching it dissolve.

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mediwitch_fleur
2009-10-20 02:47 am UTC (link)

Fleur was somewhat worried about his temper, not that she feared him, but what he would do to himself in the process. She followed him into the kitchen only after a moment.

"Bill, I don't know what to tell you. I can't lie and tell you that I was on the potion that night. You deserve better, but Bill, please! I want you. YOU are my husband."

She clenched her fist then wrapped her arm around herself, reaching out with the other. "Bill, together?"

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dragonhideboots
2009-10-20 03:44 pm UTC (link)

A little reluctantly, he reached out his hand and took hers.

"If we do this," he said. "I need you to promise me he won't know. Even if...even if it isn't mine...I will love it like it is. You can't let Roger know."

The last thing he wanted was this man ruining something else. Even if the child came out sans the telltale red hair, he would love it. But merlin forgive him, if Roger came into their lives looking for his kid, he wouldn't stand for it.

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mediwitch_fleur
2009-10-21 02:22 am UTC (link)

Fleur's heart leapt as he took her hand. She nodded, readily agreeing though she didn't know entirely how she'd keep the promise.

"The baby is ours. Only ours. I promise." Yes, the baby would be theirs, and no one could claim otherwise.

Now all she had to hope was that the child would be born a redhead or a blond. No matter what else, she could do this.

She pulled on him, pulling him closer and pulling herself to him. Holding his hand, she placed the other against his chest. "I love you, Bill. Thank you."

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