Chapter 8 : Running.
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Chapter Eight - Running
It was late December and Bill had appeared at Monique and Fleur’s apartment so they could exchange gifts. She was delighted by the simple yet charming bracelet he had bought for her. And the dragon hide boots she had bought him seemed like she had chosen the right thing when he had kissed her lips until they were slightly swollen.
An owl pecking at the window interrupted them. Bill sighed when he recognised the owl, he took the letter and the owl flew off again. He slipped open the letter quickly and Fleur grew concerned as his face paled slightly.
“I’ve got to go” Bill said quickly. “I’ll come back as soon as I can” he promised with a light kiss on her forehead he disapparated.
Fleur was distracted as she cleaned up before retiring for bed. She couldn’t get rid of the expression on Bill’s face as he left earlier and Fleur’s sleep was plagued with nightmares.
Fleur felt something tickle her face and blinked slowly to reveal a face she had worried about most of the night. Fleur’s eyes found the analogue clock on her bedside cabinet, it read 5.13am.
“Monique let me in” Bill said in some offer of explanation. He was crouched by her bed and was looking extremely exhausted.
“Bill what ‘appened?” Fleur mumbled sleepily reaching out her hand to him and stroking his cheek.
“I should let you sleep” Bill said guiltily tucking a strand of loose hair behind her ear. Her face was flushed, and her eyes larger than usual she showed every sign of not being a morning person.
“I am awake now” Fleur protested. “Talk to me.”
“Promise me that no matter what I tell you, you wont run off.” Bill asked cautiously.
“I am not running anywhere.” Fleur insisted taking his hand in both of hers.
“There is this group, no more of an secret society. It’s called Order of the Phoenix and is founded by Dumbledore. Basically we are the opposite of The Death Eaters. They’re Voldemort’s army, (Fleur flinched) we’re Dumbledore’s. My parents are part of it too and tonight my father was on guard duty. Its not an easy job to do and usually nothing happens but tonight Voldemort sent his pet snake into the ministry. Dad got bitten by the snake and is now recovering in hospital. They say he‘s going to make a full recovery.” Bill rushed to get this all out. “I’m going to be seeing him a lot while he’s in hospital while mum looks after the others.” he apologised.
Fleur leaned forward and kissed him. “You need to stop worrying. Your family need you. I can cope for a few days.”
“You might be able to but I doubt that I can” Bill admitted.
“It is not too far away from ‘ere you can visit anytime.” Fleur smiled and Bill returned it. She rolled over to the side of the bed that was normally left empty. Bill took the hint and removed his jacket and kicking of his shoes, he slipped into the bed. They faced each other occasionally kissing, but soon Fleur found herself dozing off in Bill’s arms.
And when Fleur reawakened late that Sunday morning with Bill’s arm still around her waist she wondered if she was still dreaming.
It was odd to call a male beautiful but to Fleur, Bill looked really beautiful as he slept. His hair was still pulled back and he appeared to be smiling in his sleep though his soft snores still sounded. She put her hand on his cheek and he stirred.
“I could get used to this” Bill smiled as he turned his head so that he could look at Fleur.
“’ave you got to leave again?” Fleur asked kissing the corner of his lips briefly.
Bill seemed to think a bit more. “Yes I suppose I will.”
“I ‘ope that I see you soon enough” Fleur grimaced as he rose from the bed checking his watch.
“Don’t worry,” Bill grinned, “I don’t think I will be able to stay away.”
Probably not my best chapter ever but I hope you liked it. Let me know if you have any ideas for this story its great getting opinions :] x
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