Fleur's Birthday

Jun 24, 2006 15:31

Last year, he didn't do the thing himself: he asked Bar for a birthday present for Fleur. She gave him an engagement ring and really, nothing could have been more perfect. But this year in the midst of everything, Bill's done it himself.

While she sleeps -- letting twins grow inside one must be hard work -- he sets her gift by the side of their bed. It's his goal to have something for her to represent every place they've traveled. Gemstones are rather a specialty of his and so he's had the bracelet made for her: the emerald represents the greenery of France; the topaz mirrors sunset over the Egyptian dessert; the pale aquamarine is meant to invoke Britain's incessant rain; the ever-changing display of the opal mimicks the view out the window at the end of the universe. Set into the silver band's centre are two heart-shaped gems: one ruby for his red hair and one diamond for her silvery locks.

"Joyeux anniversaire, happy birthday, eid milaad saeed."

Leaning over, he kisses her sleeping pout then takes a seat by the window. He'll stay with her till she wakes, and forever. There may be a war brewing outside but here, in their flat, there is only cause to celebrate.
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