Bill had felt restless the last two days and nights. So much so that he couldn't concentrate on any of his paperwork. Of course it didn't help matters that everyone was tense around the bank. Even the goblins seemed a bit off.
Finally, it was quitting time and he tossed the file he'd been staring at most of the day onto his desk. Perhaps he'd have better luck tomorrow. He loped down the corridor until he finally arrived at Fleur's door. Deciding to be spontaneous, he didn't bother knocking instead turning the doorknob.