A/N: For the Variety Drabble Challenge on HPFC. Again, 394 words exactly. Don't usually do canon couples, but I couldn't get this scene out of my head. Not sure if it reads like what I imagined but.. oh well.
Bill's eyes flutter open and it takes a moment for him to realize that he's alone. The other side of the bed is already made, the sun is just beginning to shine through the sheer blue curtains, and for a house full of people he is sure that it is entirely too quiet.
He groans, stretching across the empty bed before getting up, and pulling the curtains to the side. He can just make out Fleur's form in the distance, sitting in the sand and hugging her knees. He grabs an extra blanket and tiptoes out of the house, mindful of the sleeping teenagers in the other rooms.
He makes his way over to her favorite spot on the beach where she sits staring out over the water. He wraps the blanket around her grateful shoulders before plopping down beside her.
They sit in comfortable silence, the tempo of the waves hissing over the sand almost lulling them back to sleep, until finally she rests her head on his shoulder and says, "I don't like it. 'Arry and Ron and 'Ermione... Zey are up to something foolish."
He presses a kiss to her hair. "I don't like it either. We can't make them stay though."
"I know." She sticks out her bottom lip. "I still don't like it."
He twists his wedding band around his finger for the sake of having something to do with his hands. He's still not quite used to wearing it. And as he looks at it, the words come bubbling up before he can stop himself.
"I won't make you stay either," he says. "If you want to go back to France."
She stiffens at his words and he scrambles to clarify himself. "Just until it's all over, that is. I wouldn't blame you. You could be with your family."
She turns and rises up onto her knees, her eyes flashing dangerously. She jabs a finger into his chest, almost pushing him back into the sand, and he recognizes the way her English gets caught in her throat when she opens her mouth to speak. "You are my family now, Bill Weasley. For better or worse. Don't be an idiot."
With that, she storms back into the house and slams the door.
Bill sighs and hangs his head before getting up to follow her. "I really am an idiot."