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[bill_weasley]

Bill's thoughts are not fit for public consumption. They're barely fit for his own: he paces the floor of Room 42. Back and forth, back and forth: does she think he's stayed away this whole time over a buggering fight? Has she got his letter yet? Does she have a sense he's trying to reach her and can't? All the thoughts, of course, are punctuated

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[leplusbeau]

She hovers in the doorway, her hand on the knob. Anxious, "Are you all right? You are not hurt?"

[bill_weasley]

Thank God.

"Fleur! You're..." What's that sound, Bill? Is it your conscience? It smells like some sort of doom. Who owes the apology here? Who is it that called the Order something like 'another Dark Lord?' It wasn't you.

Half of him wants to rush straight into her arms. The other half, unfortunately, seems to be mired down in stubbornness and so he stands and watches her feeling very much out of his element.

"You got my owl. I didn't mean to stay away."

[leplusbeau]

She almost glares. "Juste now. We seem to have...how you say? Iz it juste missed each other? I came looking for you here when you did not come home. I thought. Nevah mind." She shakes her head, but still anxious for an answer. "But you are all right?"

[bill_weasley]

"You came here?" His face falls. "But I've been here and didn't see you. Unable to leave; the door won't open for me. I don't know what that's supposed to be trying to tell me, but..." Glancing down, he studies his own hands. "Other than that, I'm all right, I suppose."

He's not sure if the anger he feels toward her is still justified or if it was ever justified, for that matter. Regardless, he's hugely glad to see her. Sitting on the bed, he covers his face with his hands. "Listen, love. I allow myself moments of anger; we all do. But I would never walk out on you and not come back like this." Glancing up at her, he continues. "Still, I need to know that you believe in me and in what I'm doing. Because if you don't... well... perhaps there are some things I need to reassess."

Bill realises fully that what she hears versus what he says is up for grabs. She's still glaring at him, after all, and she can be a fierce and unyielding presence when she wants. It's one of the things he loves about her.

Still.