AN: Written for the Paradise Challenge! :) My prompt was fairytales, and it pretty much inspired the whole thing. I'm kind of a sucker for sweet little romance fics, so yeah, heh.
And so I bring you Fairytales and Flowers! :) Hope you enjoy :)
Honestly! A goblin in her house? And not even a kind and polite one at that. Are there even any goblins that are kind and polite? When she welcomed Harry Potter and his friends to stay at her quaint little house to rest, she'd had no idea that she'd have to serve someone as nasty as Griphook. Who did he think he was? This was Fleur Isabelle Dela- sorry, Weasley he was talking to! Fleur, the quarter-Veela with silvery blonde hair that girls all over the world would die for. Fleur, the representative from Beauxbatons Academy for the Tri-Wizard Tournament. Surely that stood for something.
She sighed in exasperation and banged the bottle of Skele-Gro down onto the table, her deep blue eyes rolling with annoyance. One more time that goblin bossed her around, she'd punch his large warty nose so hard, it wouldn't be able to be Episkey-ed back right again.
A pair of strong, warm arms snaked around her waist from behind.
"Why are you so worked up?" he whispered in her ear.
"Zat goblin eez driving me mad!" she whispered harshly as she turned around to face her husband, a scowl forming on her pretty features.
Bill chuckled.
"'E eez too much! Ordering me around like some servant!" she hissed angrily.
Bill laughed again, smiling at his wife. He pressed his lips to her forehead as she sighed.
She closed her eyes, feeling his lips against her soft skin. It brought back such beautiful memories. The little white balls of light floating around, the delicate tiara that perched right on top of her silky hair, the roses and lilies that filled the garden with their enchanting scent, the simple white dress and the elegant black tuxedo. The way he smiled at her when they said their vows, it made her feel like she was a princess and he was her prince. It was like those fairytales she heard of in Muggle Studies, like Cinderella or Rapunzel, those where nothing could go wrong. Where their wedding only preluded their happily ever after.
Well, she was definitely wrong about that. Chaos erupted even before their wedding ceremony was over. But it was alright, she told herself. Because nothing could take away that feeling of happiness she felt when she felt her hand in his warm one, when she heard him say those two little words, "I do." And she knew that no matter what happened, Bill and her would forever remain together as one.
It was their love that kept her going everyday. Through all the madness of You Know Who returning, with all the darkness of not knowing if you will even live through another day, it was their love that gave her strength. Any time she felt like giving up, she looked back to that day, 1st August, and she felt that overwhelming joy again, and she would know that she had something to look forward to after this whole mess, something worth fighting for.
She opened her eyes and smiled at him, looking at her own personal paradise as he smiled back at her. And for a moment, she forgot about You Know Who and Griphook and whatnot, and everything was right in the world.