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dragonhideboots (dragonhideboots) wrote in wished,
@ 2010-02-01 20:34:00

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!1998: 02, !complete, bill weasley, fleur delacour

Married for six months now!
Who: Bill and Fleur Weasley
When: Monday, evening
Where: Shell Cottage
What: 6-month wedding anniversary
Rating: TBD...likely a bit of snogging
Open/Closed: Closed

Flipping closed his journal, Bill smiled to himself as he went back to the work on his desk. It'd been exactly six months since he and Fleur wed on the grounds of his family's home; a day that seemed ages ago now. Despite the attack during the reception, the day still remained in Bill's mind as an incredibly happy one, and a bright spot in the increasingly dark months that followed.

Pushing some files aside, he stretched widely and glanced towards the door. Perhaps he could managed to sneak off early....
Carefully tucking his jacket under his arm, Bill crept to his office door and peered down the hallway. Coast clear! Tugging his hat and mittens on, he slipped out a back door along the side of Gringotts and into the crisp February air.

With Valentine's Day approaching, the windows of the gift shoppes were filled with fluttering cupids and flashing hearts as he strolled with hands tucked in his coat pockets, scanning the stores until a floral display caught his eye. He selected a bouquet of yellow roses...nothing too flashy or heart-covered. Flowers in hand, he bought a bottle of wine at the mart down the way and then glanced at his watch. Nearly six. With a turn of his heel, he Apparated back to Shell Cottage and ducked inside, unraveling his scarf.

"Fleur?" he called.

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dragonhideboots
2010-02-04 04:36 pm UTC (link)

"I think that's a great idea," he said, depositing the plates in the sink and setting them scrubbing with a cleaning charm.

With his wine glass in hand, he settled on the sofa in the living room with Fleur at his side. Leaving the glass on the coffee table, he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close, tucking her legs over his.

"Happy anniversary," he said, tilting his head and kissing her deeply.

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bleuet
2010-02-05 01:54 am UTC (link)

Fleur responded by deepening the kiss slightly, one hand almost automatically going to his hair again. Having often been told growing up that her hair was lovely, and then to have that notion reinforced during the few brief romances of her teenage years, Fleur sometimes thought that it was funny how she'd ended up with a man whose hair she so enjoyed running her fingers through. The familiar warmth of his body made her feel a little thrill, and she thought it reminded her of how she'd felt the first time she'd spoken to him.

After a while she relaxed into his embrace, leaning her head against his chest, still playing with the hair at the back of his neck.

"I am glad that we did not wait until the war ended, you know?"

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dragonhideboots
2010-02-06 05:45 am UTC (link)

"Mhm," he agreed, stroking a hand along her cheek affectionately. "It was just getting started, really. But it's better, having you with me."

It was so true. He hadn't ever really imagined feeling so perfect with anyone before meeting Fleur. In fact, he hadn't had any serious relationships before her. Sure, her Veela charm had been initially enchanting, but the more he grew to know her, the more he'd loved her for her quick wit and kind heart. Some of his family members still didn't quite get the attraction, hinting they'd prefer him with a good English girl like Tonks or Hesta. Regardless, he loved her and that would have to be enough for his family.

"I'm glad we found this place, too," he said, glancing towards the window. "I like being by the sea. I don't think I'd be able to sleep anywhere else now that I'm used to hearing it at night."

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bleuet
2010-02-07 06:36 pm UTC (link)

Fleur recalled that when she'd first told her family about her plans to marry, that had been one of their biggest worries - she was barely even twenty years old, and ready to marry a man she'd been dating for only a year, and in the midst of a war? Their concerns were understandable, but she knew they also understood that once she'd set her heart to something, she wasn't liable to surrender it easily. She, too, thought it was easier to go through something like this with someone you love at your side.

"It is something one gets used to very quickly," Fleur nodded, following his gaze to the window. On the right nights you could look out and see the moon mirrored clearly on the water's surface. "When we visit Toulon to see my family next you will see it is similar. Warmer there, though."

One thing Fleur was still adjusting to was the cooler weather of England. She'd grown up in abundant sunshine and a mild climate year round. "I know it may be a while. There is a lot we are needed for here."

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dragonhideboots
2010-02-08 04:05 am UTC (link)

"We'll go in the summer," he said confidently, stroking her hair. "When this all blows over. It'll be great."

He'd tried to imagine what the French coast looked like, and the old city with its harbor and fountains and beautiful buildings. He'd never been to much of any place except England and Egypt, except for occasional Floo trips to Germany and Russia for bank business.

"Are you happy here? In England, I mean?" he asked. "I suppose I've been insensitive to never ask. Do you miss France? Maybe someday we can move there for a few years."

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bleuet
2010-02-08 04:49 am UTC (link)

Fleur waited to answer, allowing her eyes to flutter shut and a smile to spread across her face.

"I am. And it has not been insensitive - if I were unhappy I would have said something." she finally said. She sounded very certain. "I do miss France, of course, sometimes. But I feel more at home here."

It had been a big change for Fleur to move to England a few years ago, but it had slowly grown on her. Hogwarts having been her only experience of the country before then, she had been pleasantly surprised for the most part. Although it hadn't quite felt like her home until she'd married Bill and moved into the cottage.

"It might be fun to live there for a while again, some day. We will see what happens. I would like to just travel."

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	dragonhideboots 2010-02-10 11:30 pm UTC (link)
	"Me too," he said, toying with her hand in his. "I'd like to show you Egypt. I miss it there. And it's the same. I'm more at home here, but that was my home too." "If we do ever move there, you have to start teaching me more French. I'm not very good. I just know your pet names, really." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

bleuet
2010-02-12 12:48 am UTC (link)

She smirked knowingly. "That would only be fair. After all, my English only began to be much better with your help..."

When they'd first begun to see each other, Fleur resorte to telling people that Bill was only "teaching her English". While that had been entirely true, at times it had only served to explain part of what they were up to. She pulled his arms around her now, stroking the palm of one of his hands before bringing it to her lips fleetingly.

"That settles it," Fleur said with conviction as she gave his hand a little squeeze. "We must live abroad, someday, if only for a while. Egypt, and France, and anywhere else we want. And eat all of the local food, and learn the languages."

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	dragonhideboots 2010-02-12 09:56 pm UTC (link)
	"Yes, settled," he said with a grin, hugging her close and kissing her neck. "Now, how about that tiramisu and we call it a night?" he said with a wink. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

bleuet
2010-02-19 06:36 am UTC (link)

Fleur tilted her head up, leaning closer. Sitting back after enjoying the brush of his lips against her neck, she looked a Bill with a satisfied little smile. Talking here had been nice, it was true, but he had a point.

"Ohh, that sounds like a perfect plan," she replied, returning his wink with a mischievous look and pecking him on the lips. She slid off of his lap and smoothly rose from the sofa. "I think we will both find that it is the best part."

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