Author's Note: In this story, Bill and Fleur have three children; Victoire (8 years old), Andre (6 years old), and Marie (4-years old)
Cookies
"Victoire! Get away from ze cookies!" Fleur Weasley said as she came back into the kitchen and saw her 8-year old daughter, Victoire, reach for a fresh cookie from a rack where the cookies were cooling.
"I was only going to take one!" Victoire said "Please mum?"
"No. I 'ave already told Andre and Marie to stay away, so you have to too" Fleur said "Zey are for after dinner tonight"
"Just one mum? Andre and Marie don't have to know. I'll eat it in here!"
"No" Fleur said "Why don't you go play outside and wait for your papa to come home...you can fly your new broom from your Uncle Harry"
Victoire jumped up, ran upstairs, and came back out a minute later with her broom in her hand, then hopped on it and literally flew out of the kitchen.
Fleur shook her head. No matter how many times she and Bill tell Victoire to wait until she is outside to start flying, she never listened.
Ten minutes later, as Fleur was putting a new batch of cookies on the cooling rack, the kitchen door opened, and Bill walked in
"Honey, I'm home" Bill said
Fleur turned around with her back to the counter that held the cookies. She had only taken half the cookies off the cookie sheet, and set the sheet down for a minute, to kiss her husband.
As Bill kissed her, he saw the cookie sheet within arms reach, and slowly inched towards the sheet while kissing Fleur so she wouldn't notice. A second later, he was yelping, and pulling his hand away from the cookie sheet. Fleur looked behind her, and saw one of the cookies was slightly out of place, then started laughing as Bill blew on his hand and shook it.
"Serves you right, Bill Weasley! You are as bad as ze kids!" she said as Bill pulled out his wand and magically took care of the burn. He then turned to face his wife of ten years, and smiled "I'd like to think I am a little better then the kids" he said, and started kissing her.
The End