"...Le quel est?" Fleur mumbled the words, stirring. Waking up, she spoke in French, and thought in it. It always took a few moments to switch to English, but Bill's voice caused her to wake more quickly than she normally did (unless it was Elizabet crying), sitting up from where she lay, still dressed, on the bed. She'd never bothered to change because she'd been up most of the night, worrying.
Seeing that her husband was still alive was very much a relief, although she thought Ginny would have said something if he'd died. "Bill?" She rubbed the sleep from her eyes, automatically looking towards Elizabet, who was right beside her, mostly curled into the blankets and her mother.
Bill's anger receded when he saw his wife and child and he crossed the room to join them on the bed, hugging Fleur tightly.
"I'm sorry I didn't come home last night," he said softly. Home was wherever Fleur and Elizabet were, even if they kept moving as they had been lately. He pressed a kiss to Fleur's cheek, then glanced down at Elizabet, who was beginning to wake.
"Hello, little one," he said, smiling down at Elizabet. His hand looked huge as he brushed his hand over her red hair. Like he would ever do anything to hurt them or put them in danger, he thought darkly.
Fleur relaxed, tilting her head onto Bill's shoulder without much worry, still slightly sleepy. "You are here now," She responded. If he wasn't saying anything about why he had not been home, it was not important, so she turned her attention to their daughter, receiving the same sleepy gaze that she was certain she displayed.
She pulled away from the little family huddle a little so she could stretch her arms over her head without dislodging either family member, and then settled back down. "You are well?"
Elizabet was smiling up at him and as Fleur stretched, she clambered over Fleur's legs to Bill, who picked her up and held the little girl close. Her little hands immediately went to his cheeks, feeling the scars that covered his face.
"I'm fine now," Bill replied, wrapping his other arm around Fleur again. "Charlie was there and there was a fight, but Ginny patched us up pretty well."
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Seeing that her husband was still alive was very much a relief, although she thought Ginny would have said something if he'd died. "Bill?" She rubbed the sleep from her eyes, automatically looking towards Elizabet, who was right beside her, mostly curled into the blankets and her mother.
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"I'm sorry I didn't come home last night," he said softly. Home was wherever Fleur and Elizabet were, even if they kept moving as they had been lately. He pressed a kiss to Fleur's cheek, then glanced down at Elizabet, who was beginning to wake.
"Hello, little one," he said, smiling down at Elizabet. His hand looked huge as he brushed his hand over her red hair. Like he would ever do anything to hurt them or put them in danger, he thought darkly.
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She pulled away from the little family huddle a little so she could stretch her arms over her head without dislodging either family member, and then settled back down. "You are well?"
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"I'm fine now," Bill replied, wrapping his other arm around Fleur again. "Charlie was there and there was a fight, but Ginny patched us up pretty well."
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