RP: By the Sea
Title: By the Sea
Date: August 6th, 1998
Time of Day: 8:47pm
Characters: Bill Weasley, Fleur Weasley
Location: Shell Cottage
Status: Private
Brief Summary: Bill and Fleur have a relaxing evening
Completion: Complete
Warnings: Adult Situations
The bloody days seemed to be getting bloody longer every time Bill woke up. The reconstruction of Gringotts was taking forever, thanks to the goblins' inability to agree on anything. Most of the walls were back in place, but the vault reconstruction was becoming a pain in the arse. Bill had been leading his team to replace the enchantments and curses, but it seemed Gringotts simply didn't want to cooperate. There were spells and invisible curses that had been embedded deep within its walls that floated about and while his team were going about their jobs with caution, it still meant Jacob Martenni and Wayne Hopkins were going home with second degree burns about their ankles.
Sighing, Bill opened the door to Shell Cottage, immediately engulfed with the calming scent of home. The windows were open, the curtains dancing softly against the sea breeze. Bill toed his boots off and hung up his robes before glancing in the kitchen for Fleur. The sun was setting outside, but the floating candles lit about the cottage seemed to lead Bill up the stairs and into the bedroom he shared with his wife.
"Fleur?" Confused, Bill pushed opened the bedroom door, wondering if Fleur had retired this early. She had, indeed, gone to bed, but she wasn't sleeping. She sat on the bed, a silky white nightdress covering her body. Her long pale hair draped over her shoulders. She smiled at him and he finally noticed the champagne and plates of food before her. The double windows were pushed open and Bill could see the orange and red sky illuminating the sea as the waves crashed against the rocks. The weariness of his day seemed to melt away and he grinned, crossing his arms against his chest. "Did I scare away your company?" he asked jokingly.
Date: August 6th, 1998
Time of Day: 8:47pm
Characters: Bill Weasley, Fleur Weasley
Location: Shell Cottage
Status: Private
Brief Summary: Bill and Fleur have a relaxing evening
Completion: Complete
Warnings: Adult Situations
The bloody days seemed to be getting bloody longer every time Bill woke up. The reconstruction of Gringotts was taking forever, thanks to the goblins' inability to agree on anything. Most of the walls were back in place, but the vault reconstruction was becoming a pain in the arse. Bill had been leading his team to replace the enchantments and curses, but it seemed Gringotts simply didn't want to cooperate. There were spells and invisible curses that had been embedded deep within its walls that floated about and while his team were going about their jobs with caution, it still meant Jacob Martenni and Wayne Hopkins were going home with second degree burns about their ankles.
Sighing, Bill opened the door to Shell Cottage, immediately engulfed with the calming scent of home. The windows were open, the curtains dancing softly against the sea breeze. Bill toed his boots off and hung up his robes before glancing in the kitchen for Fleur. The sun was setting outside, but the floating candles lit about the cottage seemed to lead Bill up the stairs and into the bedroom he shared with his wife.
"Fleur?" Confused, Bill pushed opened the bedroom door, wondering if Fleur had retired this early. She had, indeed, gone to bed, but she wasn't sleeping. She sat on the bed, a silky white nightdress covering her body. Her long pale hair draped over her shoulders. She smiled at him and he finally noticed the champagne and plates of food before her. The double windows were pushed open and Bill could see the orange and red sky illuminating the sea as the waves crashed against the rocks. The weariness of his day seemed to melt away and he grinned, crossing his arms against his chest. "Did I scare away your company?" he asked jokingly.