A/N: This will be told in the point of view of Fleur Weasley.
The 5 Drabbles Competition: Song: Fall into these Arms by New Politics
365: content
Gringotts Bank
Greek Mega Mythology Challenge:
Drabble Club
Wordcount: 251
Fleur smiled as she recalled the day she met Bill. So much has happened since then that it was mad. She had gotten married. They had fought in a war, and lived. She had three beautiful children whom she loved with her entire being. Life hadn't been easy, but it had been manageable. She had learned to live through it all.
"Fleur?" Asked Bill as he walked up to her. She was sitting on their sofa gazing at the fireplace.
"Yes, love?" She replied, turning her head so he could bestow a kiss on her cheek.
"Nothing really," he answered. He sat down with her, wrapping an arm around her shoulder.
"You know, I was remembering ze day we met," she informed him. Her eyes grew soft with melancholy.
Bill grinned. "Ah."
She smiled. "We were like two teenagers, you know."
"Couldn't stay away from each other, could we?"
She tutted disapprovingly, only her eyes betrayed her real joy. "I believe our first date ended up in bed."
He laughed. "We didn't even know each other that well."
"We were two strangers meeting for ze first time yet it felt like we weren't," she mused.
"You definitely ended up in my arms that day," Bill said, winking at her.
She cuddled into Bill's neck, full of content. "I am glad. Because then we wouldn't be 'ere today."
His eyes became like melted honey. "Thank you Fleur for marrying me. I love you."
"I love you, too. And I couldn't be 'appier!"
