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and away we go

Feb 28, 2009 00:24

It was not entirely out of the ordinary, in the world Fleur came from, to open a door and find the door did not lead to where one expected it to. Or it hadn't been in certain places; Hogwarts had been rather terrible like that, always changing the placement of the staircases or throwing trick steps in inconvenient places, or so on. It had been one ( Read more... )

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fleurid February 28 2009, 06:31:14 UTC

"That's not it," Fleur waved her hand, a bit impatiently, her purse dangling on one arm as she stopped grasping it, as she didn't plan to smack the man with it. "Well, it is, but what I meant was that it isn't horrid. Your brother could not pronounce the names of simple desserts. He butchered the language." Speaking about something completely inane was helping. Sort of. At least imagining Ronald trying to say things in French made it impossible for fear to completely take over her mind.

Still - she couldn't exactly ignore it forever. And she would be damned if she allowed herself to behave in such a - silly, useless sort of way. She was Fleur Delacour - she had been a Triwizard champion, and she would not fall to pieces, even if the magic was gone and she was someplace odd with the brother of Harry Potter's best friend. "William, I do not think that this is some obscure English form of job training?" And yeah, she really didn't think so. But it was a happier sort of thought than her only other guess, which had to do with - well, with the dark lord Harry had said was back.

Although she couldn't imagine why she would be important enough to do...whatever to.

red_ponytail February 28 2009, 07:19:04 UTC

Bill let out a short chuckle. "Ron? Yeah, I'm not surprised. He'd probably say 'bless you' if someone asked him to pass the bouillabaisse."

She called him by his full name, something not even his own mum did, and it took him slightly by surprise, though he didn't mind it. He just wasn't used to it. And when she mentioned job training, he realised when she was from. "No, it's not. You're not at Gringotts, or even in England anymore. This is an island, called Tabula Rasa, and we're not exactly sure where it is. You're safe, though."

fleurid February 28 2009, 07:25:43 UTC

"I do believe he did." Fleur's tone was wry, but there wasn't any actual meanness to her words; she liked Ronald, after all, even if she didn't approve of his attempting French. There was even, in the pained worry of her features, the hint of a smile.

It had been too much to hope for. She'd known that intellectually, but still - still. Hearing that she was safe did not entirely ease the knot in her chest. "And the magic?" She did not say how important this was to know. She did not really have to.

red_ponytail March 3 2009, 18:33:27 UTC

That had been the hardest thing for all the witches and wizards who'd come and gone from the island to deal with - losing their magic. Bill had learnt to live with it, but he still missed it even after more than three years. It was hard not to miss something you'd been born with.

"Gone, or suppressed somehow," he explained. "You've likely already found out your wand won't work. There is magic here, of a sort, but it's not ours."

fleurid March 4 2009, 04:00:41 UTC

"It's more than that. Look at me." And then she stopped pretending, for a moment, that she was handling this. "I do not feel the same at all."

red_ponytail March 11 2009, 07:09:19 UTC

Anyone else, or at least anyone not from their home, might not have understood her comment, but Bill knew what she was referring to right away. "That's because you're human here. Fully human," he replied. "It happens to everyone. You don't feel the same because you're not part Veela anymore. Or, at least, it's suppressed somehow here, the same way we can't access our magic."

fleurid March 11 2009, 07:36:04 UTC

"Does anyone know why?" she asked, nearly petulant. There did not seem to be a lot of answers to go around - which she supposed there wouldn't be, as this was all clearly quite mad - but it did not hurt to ask.

Or it made her feel better to ask. one of the two.

red_ponytail March 12 2009, 17:05:12 UTC

"No, unfortunately," Bill said, shaking his head. "I've been here more than three years and no one's been able to work it out yet."

He glanced back toward the treeline, in the direction of the path to the Compound. "Let me show you to the Compound," he continued. "It's essentially the central location of our island. You can start getting settled in."

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