The smile she gave him was soft but it was his smile; the one she saved just for him and no one else. The truth of his words set her at ease because he was right. It didn't really matter if they married in April or May in the end as long as they did. It was just making official what they already knew.
"Are you sure we can't just get married tomorrow?" She asked him softly as she teased her lips against Bill's own. "Then I would be yours and it would still be perfect." As perfect as it would be Fleur pushed the thought from her mind. "We will find a way to make it work," and they would. Both planning a wedding on short notice and the marriage afterwards.