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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."