Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter
A/N: thank you to all who reviewed my first stories, you guys have given me the confidence to keep writing! I think Bill and Fleur are a couple that J.K.R kind of left up to us to create so I'm giving it a shot!
Bill Weasley walked into work, his first day, at Gringotts England. His long red hair, that many women found to be quite sexy, was shaggy down flopping across his face in a graceful way. The twenty four year old Weasley was feeling quite confident in himself, so why the hell did that gorgeous young veela have to go and mess it all up?
"Ello, I will introduce myself" said the young, slim blonde looking straight at Bill, though speaking to an entire conference.
"I am Fleur Delcaour, I am from France" she said loftily holding her hand out to Bill.
Coming out of his daydream he replied "Hi! Bill .. Weasley!" almost forgetting her last name.
"Eet is a pleasure to meet you Bill" she said letting go of his hand.
After all introductions were done, to work it was. Hours into the work day Bill heard a girl like screech come from vault 542, the Nott family vault. Rushing up to see what the problem was he came to a halt, finding Fleur covering her eyes from the dead bodies in the vault. He had to be honest, beautiful or not, it was hard not to laugh at her in this situation.
And laugh he did. Which may or may not have been the best thing he's ever done.
"What is so funny Mr. Bill" she said angrily, knowing he was making fun of her.
But Bill couldn't stop laughing, no matter how hard he tried, or how scared he was of an angry veela, he laughed his arse of right in front of her.
"I- I'm ssorry Fleur" he tried to say before tumbling into another fit of laughter.
"You Bill Weasley, are something" she said after he was done. She was standing in front of him with her arms crossed looking not mad not embarrassed but … amused?
And then she began to chuckle herself, leaving Bill even more confused than he had been moments ago.
"Whats so funny?" he asked, staring at her right back
"You … no man has ever laughed at me!" said said trying to stifle her laughter
" uhhh … so is it a bad thing that I laughed?" he asked, almost nervous, recognizing her beauty again.
"No no no! Not at all" she said quickly. "I find it admirable that you had the guts to laugh at a veela. Perhaps it is a thing with English men." she said lightly.
Bill then caught on to the flirtatious french girl, daring to make the first move said " So would this daring British man have a chance of taking you out for …. umm uh french fries?" he said, knowing he had just ruined his pickup line with his lack of french vocabulary.
At this she burst out laughing. And she wouldn't stop for quite a few minutes. "Bill Weasley you sure know how to swing a girl" she said giggling. "I would be delighted to have some french fries with you, as long as you tell me what french fries are first!" in an almost serious tone.
"So it's a date!" said Bill feeling quite giddy as to how things had turned out.
"It is a date ginger man, it's a date" she said winking at him before climbing into the cart and flying away.
'all because of a dead body' Bill thought as he watched her silvery blonde hair fly behind her.
A/N: so what do you think? Depending on how many reviews I get then I may or may not continue this. If I do continue it it could be a mini-fic or a full story going to the 19 years later. But that all depends on reviews! (wink!)
Also please check out my others fics
The Notebook- a oneshot Harry/Ginny cannon
On Platform Nine and Three Quarters- oneshot H/G post DH cannon
Lived- Fred W. Post DH fits in with cannon
Near and Far- Molly/Arthur post DH cannon
Thanks and please review!
