Written for Amber's Valentine Drabble Collection - BillFleur, mesmerizing, and Hogwarts' 365 Prompts Challenge: Location - The Hospital Wing, the Fanfic Resolution Challenge: Write something really cheesy and fluffy, the Insane House Challenge: Pairing - Bill/Fleur, the Dragon Appreciation Month, the Bath Bomb Appreciation Challenge: Girl Power - Write about a powerful female and the Weekly Tea Challenge: Deliciously Dreamy - Write about a character who would be considered 'deliciously dreamy'.

Word count: 694

We Are Young

The first thing Bill said when his parents and siblings left was to turn to his fiancé and say, "Did you really just tell my mother that you were pretty enough for the both of us?"

Fleur sniffled, half-haughty, half-amused. "Well, it's true, isn't it?" She tossed back her long blonde hair over her shoulders, the movement so mesmerizing Bill lost track of his thoughts for an instant.

"It is," he admitted, huffing out a laugh that swiftly turned into a hiss of pain as it pulled at his wounds.

Fleur's face immediately grew concerned and she leaned even closer, her pale hands hovering just inches above his skin. She wasn't touching him, but somehow Bill could feel her presence anyway, easing his pain. His eyes fluttered shut as he exhaled a sigh of relief.

"Merlin, I love you," he whispered.

"Mmh, I know," she replied, and Bill didn't have to open his eyes to know she was smirking at him now — and yet he did it anyway, because he would never get tired of looking at her.

"Seriously, if we weren't already engaged, I'd ask you to marry me again," he added, propping himself up on his elbows and shifting back until he was sitting in his bed.

"And I'd say yes again," Fleur replied, her eyes soft around the edges. She paused for a moment, humming softly. "I think your mother might like me better now," she said, her lilting French accent more obvious as he tone grew teasing.

Bill's lips stretched into a wide grin before he could stop them, and he hissed in pain again. "I told you she would," he said, pushing past the pain and taking Fleur's hand in his. He pressed a soft kiss on her knuckles and let their joined hands fall back on his lap.

"You did," she admitted. "I have to admit… I didn't think you would be right — but I'm glad you were."

"She just needed a little time, that's all. My mother's always had trouble letting us go," Bill said, fondly rolling his eyes at the thought.

"You don't say," Fleur replied dryly.

For the third time, Bill fought back a wince as his amusement at her words pulled at the wounds on his face. "Hey, don't worry," he said softly when he noticed how Fleur's eyes darkened. "I'll be fine, you'll see."

Her hold on his hands tightened. "I know. I know you will," she said with a sigh. "I just… You really scared me."

"I'm sorry," Bill replied. "I didn't mean to do that. But I couldn't just do nothing."

"Of course you couldn't," Fleur said, rolling her eyes at him violently. "And I would never ask you to. You know that if I could have, I'd have been there with you. Attacking a school," she huffed with a sneer. "What bastards!" she said it with the French intonation and her eyes blazed with anger.

Had she been there during the attack, Bill had no doubt they'd have been down a few more Death Eaters.

Even so, he was stupidly glad she hadn't been there — that she'd been safe. Just the thought of her being in harm's way, dodging curses and hexes like he had made his blood run cold in his veins.

"I'm sorry," he repeated, realizing belatedly that this must be what Fleur had felt for him — worse, even, because she knew he had been injured. "I'll try not to worry you so much next time."

"You'd better," she replied, raising her head almost defensively. She leaned in and pressed a feather-soft kiss at the top of his nose.

Bill stared at her disbelievingly and Fleur stared back, batting her eyelashes innocently.

"What? You're hurt, Bill — I wouldn't want to make your condition worse, you know," she said. "Besides," she added, lips stretching into a mischievous grin, "think of this as an incentive to follow up on that promise."

Bill chuckled. "Oh, it's like that then?"

"It's like that," Fleur confirmed, and the teasing glint in her eyes made Bill's heart swell with love.

Merlin, he couldn't wait until they were married.