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A/N: Yes, Yes. I know. I haven't updated in ages. Your just lucky this isn't an actual story. That would suck. Ummm...yes...pummel me all you want. It's not going to help. Here is an update ready for your viewing. And just so you know I have written another story, it is depressing. Just though I would warn you before you went off and read it. (hint hint, nudge nudge) I also need more prompts (as usual). So...if you don't mind.
Bill/Fleur – Holiday
Bill and Fleur were holidaying in the French Alps.
They had hired a Ski instructor to show them how to make their way down the mountain. Bill had made his way faster then he normally did (he was getting the hang of this). He walked past the large fireplace and over to their shared bedroom. As he slowly opened the door he thought he heard a strange whimpering noise. Taking nothing of it he moved on.
The door now wide open, Bill was able to see the florescent blond hair hidden in the bed, along side a manly figure.
"Fleur!"
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