Fleur Delacour (fleurdesetoiles) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2012-07-15 17:39:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, bill weasley, fleur delacour |
Who: Fleur Delacour and Bill Weasley
When: Evening of July 15th
Where: Bill's place
What: Bill offered to cook dinner
Rating/Warnings: TBD
Maybe she should have been worried when Bill offered to cook her dinner but Fleur found herself intrigued instead. How often did someone offer to cook an Egyptian meal? Past experience told her that she shouldn't trust men to cook, unless it was barbecue, but Fleur found she wasn't worried in the slightest. There seemed to be a lot of things that Bill was good at and cooking was just the latest addition to the list. It did help that even if the meal was terrible she would still get the chance to look upon his rather attractive features once again.
It really had been too long since they had seen each other. It seemed it anyhow. Their busy schedules and excessively long rehearsals for the upcoming show there had been limited chances. Not that any of it matter any more because he had offered and she was there. So Fleur knocked and waited for Bill to answer the door, hoping she had wrote his address down right.
Fleur ran her fingers through her hair smoothing it while she waited. There were many that hated that minute between the knock and the answer but she found she didn't mind it. It wasn't as good as the moment they would find themselves face to face again, but it wasn't something to be dreaded either. Fleur liked the anticipation of it. The waiting and the wondering. The wondering if his eyes, smile, ect where truly as beautiful as she remembered.