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Mar 30, 2006 23:09

In some healer's office in wizarding London ( Read more... )

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bill_weasley March 31 2006, 04:24:56 UTC
Bill stops his pacing long enough to take Fleur's hand in his.

"Panties are overrated," he says distractedly. This hospital makes him nervous: what if they ask for his blood? What will they detect?

For that matter, what will they find in hers?

Beyond that, the place feels sterile. It wants flowers.

"Orchideous. There. That's better." He hands Fleur the bouquet; he smiles through his clenched jaw thinking it's fine, it's fine. It's all fine. "How are you feeling, love?"

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leplusbeau March 31 2006, 04:44:37 UTC
"Tired. A little..." she makes circular motions over her stomach. "If I did not know before, I would know now."

And she smiles fondly down at the flowers. "Mush mush mush. Come sit with me, minet. Iz cold!" She pats the table next to her and smiles even more. Sunshine!

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bill_weasley March 31 2006, 04:53:29 UTC
Watching her hand on her stomach, Bill's smile relaxes. "Really? You'd know? You can feel things already?"

It's rather a marvel, he thinks, and so he sits next to her, his arm round her waist.

"This table is too bloody cold: Caloris. There. Now it's warmer."

Magic, after all, comes in handy and he can't imagine they need it that cold for any good reason.

"What does it feel like?"

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leplusbeau March 31 2006, 05:02:26 UTC
She wrinkles her nose. "Queasy."

Fleur lets out a sigh and lays her head on his shoulder. "So tired the last week. I waz some before, but I juste thought it waz the afternoon heat. But iz really heavy sleep now and hard to stay awake until night. And, well. Queasy." She wrinkles her nose again. "At least iz not morning sickness yet?" She sounds hopeful! May be she can hire someone to do that part!

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