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Bill entered the room to find Fleur bustling about and looking far from her usual calm self, folding robes and packing them in her valise.
"Fleur, what-"
"I'm returning to Britain, and you are coming with me," she informed him, indicating Bill's own suitcase, already packed and set aside. "Help me, please, I am already running late, and I don't want to have to re-spell the Portkey."
"Fleur!" Bill caught her by the shoulders, interrupting her anxious motion, though she struggled a bit against his hold. "What's going on? Why are we going home?"
"Things are happening at Hogwarts, Bill. Your brother and sister are in danger, and so are my friends. I cannot stay here and do nothing!"
Bill's grip on her shoulders loosened as the news sank in, but she did not move away, though she could have.
"Ron and Ginny?"
Fleur pressed her lips together and nodded. "They do not know where your sister is, Bill."
She could see the words hit him like a load of bricks, and she gently but firmly slid an arm around his waist and guided him to sit on the bed.
"Fleur, is... is she... is Ginny..."
"I believe she is still alive. Si non... they would want us all to know."
Bill nodded. "When do we leave?"
"In ten minutes." Fleur retreated to the bathroom, returning shortly thereafter with a case of toiletries, which she put in the bag before closing it. She grabbed her cloak off the hook and fastened it around her neck, then picked up up her bag and handed Bill's to him.
"Allons-y, Bill," she said, and he took his bag so she could fetch the portkey. He closed his hand over it, fingers lacing with hers, and she glanced at her watch.
"Trois... deux... un..."
There was a sharp tug, and they disappeared.
"Fleur, what-"
"I'm returning to Britain, and you are coming with me," she informed him, indicating Bill's own suitcase, already packed and set aside. "Help me, please, I am already running late, and I don't want to have to re-spell the Portkey."
"Fleur!" Bill caught her by the shoulders, interrupting her anxious motion, though she struggled a bit against his hold. "What's going on? Why are we going home?"
"Things are happening at Hogwarts, Bill. Your brother and sister are in danger, and so are my friends. I cannot stay here and do nothing!"
Bill's grip on her shoulders loosened as the news sank in, but she did not move away, though she could have.
"Ron and Ginny?"
Fleur pressed her lips together and nodded. "They do not know where your sister is, Bill."
She could see the words hit him like a load of bricks, and she gently but firmly slid an arm around his waist and guided him to sit on the bed.
"Fleur, is... is she... is Ginny..."
"I believe she is still alive. Si non... they would want us all to know."
Bill nodded. "When do we leave?"
"In ten minutes." Fleur retreated to the bathroom, returning shortly thereafter with a case of toiletries, which she put in the bag before closing it. She grabbed her cloak off the hook and fastened it around her neck, then picked up up her bag and handed Bill's to him.
"Allons-y, Bill," she said, and he took his bag so she could fetch the portkey. He closed his hand over it, fingers lacing with hers, and she glanced at her watch.
"Trois... deux... un..."
There was a sharp tug, and they disappeared.