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Fleur had led them into the kitchen at a brisk pace and found her timing had been perfect, as Bill apparated barely a minute later and joined them. She was glad he had arrived when he did - there seemed to be some tensions still hanging over their guests. It was to be expected, and judging from what she'd overheard, they were trying to make sense of what they'd witnessed just a few days before.

She took hold of some of the things Bill had brought in and began to sort through the purchases. Muttering to herself approvingly, she set aside some of the food items that would work for tonight's dinner, then started to look through the clothing.

"Hm," she sighed, turning with a blue jumper in her hands and holding it out to Hermione. "This will be pretty. Clean and fashionable."

She looked over at Bill. "I thought we might keep this simple, tonight? I am a bit tired. Sandwiches? And there is some cake, I think..." Fleur moved to the cupboards to check.