Bill + Fleur
"Are you?" Fleur asked, one pale eyebrow lifted curiously. "I might like to see a demonstration sometime. I'm not so bad at it, myself. Could be interesting." She was teasing of course. Duels, at least the sort with actual weapons rather than words, were not games. Well. Not usually.
She closed her eyes as she was pulled into the embrace and let herself be guided by his gentle direction and by the music. "Mmm," she said quietly, "I know you are. I remember that." She frowned a bit, brow slightly furrowed. "No. I remember remembering that..."