Okay, this idea just randomly popped into my head, but...yeah. Tell me what you think, couples will be what I decide to write, but if you have a suggestions or requests, please let me know. Review!

Alright, here we go...


Bill & Fleur

The burrow was strangely calm that evening, as adversed to its normal havoc. The twins were currently at their shop, Molly was bent over the kitchen stove, and Arthus was pouring over some Muggle magazine. Remus was filling Charlie in on some of the doings of the Order. Bill was sitting on the floor, a book on his lap, and he was staring at the pages frustratedly. Fleur sat across from him, studying a map of Gringotts. She had decided to take a full-time job, and was now working on Bill's floor, just two doors down.

Every now and then, he'd feel a gaze on him and look up to find Charlie smirking unsettling at him, and giving him pointed glances and then looking away quickly. Bill clicked his tongue unsurely. Charlie was like the twins in many ways, and it was more likely that not that whatever he was thinking wouldn't be in his best interest. He clicked his tongue again as he looked back down at his book, trying to focus.

Click.

Click.

Click, click, click.

"Stop zat!" Bill looked up, startled, to see Fleur glaring at him, eyes narrowed. He grinned charmingly at her.

"Stop what."

She gestured wildly with her hands toward his mouth, blonde hair flying. "Stop doing zat!" Molly glared at the blonde, and Charlie and Remus shot him sympathetic looks. He held up his hands in surrender.
"Alright, alright, calm down, I'll stop." She nodded stiffly and went back to her map. Bill studied her for a moment, and then looked back down at his own book, glancing at her discreetly out of the corner of his eyes.

Click.

He looked away quickly as her head shot up, eyes blazing, and began humming conspiciously. Charlie sniggered, and Ron, who was sitting with Harry and Hermione around the fireplace, shot him a mug look. He heard her grow lowly and her head dropped, encasing her face in a curtain of blonde hair.

Cliiick.

"Oh mon Dieu, vous êtes conduite me crazy vous stupide bâtard, je vais vous tuer!" She shrieked diving across the space between them and tackling him so that he was flat on his back, her arms around his throat, constricting what little air he had. And with what little air he did have, Bill roared with laughter, trying very hard to remove the crazed, petite blonde from on top of him. Molly looked like she was about explode; despite the fact that everyone knew Fleur wouldn't really kill him, it seemed to infuriate her that anyone would ever try to hurt her little 'William.'

Bill was finally able to get up, and he scrambled away from the girl, holding his arms out in front of him. He shot Charlie a glare, as the younger boy was unabashedly laughing at him. "Alright, I was just leaving anyway!" He back away from her, slipping through the door and making to close it, but just before it did, he stuck his head through as if to say something.

Click. Fleur's shriek of outrage followed by a thrown mug of tea which smashed into the closed door where Bill's head had just been could be heard all the way back to her homeland, but Bill's hearty chuckle, which could be heard by all eight occupants of the room, was just enough to put a smile on her face again.


A/N: Alrighty, so there's the first chappie, Bill and Fleur, gotta love those French people!

Translation of French above: "Oh my God, you're driving me crazy you stupid bastard, I'll kill you!" LOL, she may be a super spoiled barbie doll extraordinaire, but I do love Fleur.

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