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fleur weasley is teaching your children theorems (bleuet) wrote in wished,
@ 2010-02-28 21:47:00

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!1998: 02, !complete, bill weasley, fleur delacour, harry potter, hermione granger, luna lovegood, ron weasley

Who: Fleur Weasley & the Trio. Luna and Bill to join in! :)
What: Cooking dinner, and getting more settled in.
Where: Shell Cottage
When: Sunday night, 28 February
Rating/Warning: EXTREME AND DANGEROUS COOKING.

While she had been prepared for the possibility of having some long-term house guests with little notice, Fleur was finding herself more ruffled by the sudden arrival of Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Luna a few days before than she had expected. Yes, she had been hoping for their safety, and was thrilled at the prospect of being able to provide them a safe place to stay. And, now that they were here, it was a pleasure to have their company. This did not change the fact, however, that in a matter of a few hours she had gone from the life of a newly married couple to sharing the cottage with four refugee teenagers. No matter how happy she was for their presence, it was a big change, and one that Fleur was still adjusting to.

So far things had been going well enough, considering the rather dire circumstances. They had all been very helpful where they could, and were otherwise trying to become intrusive. Fleur, likewise, had been doing her best to be patient and make them feel at home. They deserved it, after all. From what she'd gathered they'd been through, Fleur almost hated to ask them for anything. Still, tonight, with Bill not yet home and dinner still to prepare, Fleur thought it couldn't hurt to see if any of them wanted to help out. After all, she was going to be preparing a lot more food than usual - she'd seen Ron and Harry eat before, and knew full well how much young men were capable of eating.

On her way into the kitchen, she poked her head into the spare bedroom the four of them had been sharing and offered a pleasant smile.

"I am about to start dinner. Do not feel like you have to, but if any of you are feeling bored and want to join me, it could be nice," she said. "To have company."

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cerebralwitch
2010-03-18 02:50 am UTC (link)

"Ours are in the For - " Hermione started to answer, then she looked at Ron and Harry and cleared her throat before fixing herself, "Where we were camped. We hadn't expected to be captured, after all. If you didn't mind getting us new ones that could be useful..." She hadn't had many people that she'd worried about contacting, since Ron had rejoined them, but it would be nice to have a way to write to Ginny again.

Dinner as it passed was more quiet than Hermione would have expected, but she passed most of it lost in thoughts - their capture, their rescue and Harry's declaring that it was Snape who had let them free. Mostly, she thought about her wand, and about what Griphook had said about the Gringott's vault he'd been trying to access during his diversion. What could it be that they were hiding there? And how the devil would they be able to get to it in the best warded bank in the world?

After half an hour she excused herself, going into the living room to sit and wait for Harry and Ron to finish. They had quite a bit to talk about tonight.

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dragonhideboots
2010-03-18 02:56 am UTC (link)

Bill set about scrubbing the dishes while the other chatted around the table. Hermione slipping away to the living room didn't escape his notice and he seized the opportunity to talk to her alone. Drying his hands on a tea towel, he strode into the den and offered her a grin.

"Too wild in there for you?" he teased, sinking into the sofa alongside her. "Actually, I'm glad I caught you for a second. I got something else for you in Diagon besides the clothes but I didn't want to make a scene giving it to you."

He held out a box he'd picked up from the shopping bag on his way into the living room.

"It won't work perfectly and it's not the finest quality because I had to get it at a pawn shop as a collector's piece to avoid suspicion, but it's better than nothing."

He handed the slender box to her.

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cerebralwitch
2010-03-18 03:05 am UTC (link)

Hermione blinked a few times, having to drag herself away from her runes translations - she could see the damned things behind her eyes, and in her sleep - to focus on what he was saying, and by the time she'd processed enough of that, he was handing her a slender box that could really only be one thing, at least she hoped it could only be.

She opened the box slowly, taking out the wand and suddenly, inexplicably, having to force herself to blink away tears.

"What's the core?" She asked, and she'd meant to say thank you, but she wasn't sure just yet that she could say it without launching herself at him to hug him.

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dragonhideboots
2010-03-18 03:09 am UTC (link)

"It's vine wood, with a unicorn hair," he said. "It's rather old, so the wood could use polishing, but I tried it out in the store and it worked pretty well on all the basics...disarmed with great power and managed a stunning spell that put the cashier out for a full minute."

He gave her a small pat on the shoulder.

"I'm sure I've got some polishing oil in the study somewhere. I'll dig for it tomorrow and leave it out for you."

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cerebralwitch
2010-03-18 04:04 am UTC (link)

Hermione was very much opposed to crying, but that didn't seem as if it was going to stop the few stray tears that escaped, and she was quick to wipe them away. Her fingers were curled around the strange wand as if they weren't going to let it go.

"Thank you, Bill." She tried not to sound small as she said it.

Unicorn hair, that was going to take some getting used to. But she couldn't be too worried about how it would work now, when anything was better than the broken shards of her own wand.

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dragonhideboots
2010-03-18 04:10 am UTC (link)

"You're most certainly welcome," he said with a smile. "It'll have to do until we win this thing and get you a proper one made again, right?"

He stood, picking up the discarded box and wrappings.

"I'll send the others out," he said, turning toward the kitchen. "I think we can have dessert in here later, don't you?"

Tossing the box in the rubbish bin, he return to the kitchen to dry the dishes, feeling not quite content but hopeful. He had faith that Harry and his brother and Hermione were going to help make things right again. But how, well, that was still a mystery.

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