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Written for Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry (Challenges and Assignments) Charms Assignment 3.

Task: Write about someone being stopped from reaching their desired destination, or prevented from meeting up with someone.

WC: 794

AN: Fleur/Charlie/Bill love triangle.

Warning: Angst ahead.

Fleur

Fleur Weasley applied her scarlet red lipstick impatiently and checked her appearance in the mirror. She was supposed to reach her destination in five minutes' time. Finally, deciding that she was passable by her standards and drop-dead-gorgeous by everyone else's, Fleur slipped on her red heels and smoothed down her dress.

How she'd got herself into this situation, Fleur would never know. All she knew was that it was impossible for her to change the direction of her feet. Come hell or high water; Fleur would be there tonight.

When she made her way downstairs, her attention was alerted to the sound of pots and pans rattling. Warily, Fleur made her way into the kitchen and gasped at the vision that greeted her.

"Bill?" she whispered in disbelief.

"Well, who else would be in our kitchen, sweetheart?" he asked with a low chuckle.

Taking in his appearance, Fleur realised he was wearing his smartest robes and had gone all out to surprise her. He'd surprised her alright, but it was far from pleasant.

"Zis ees a lovely surprise, my darling," she lied. "I didn't think you'd be back until tomorrow."

Bill grinned and walked forward to kiss her tenderly on the lips. "I couldn't bear to be away from you for a moment longer, so I thought I'd come back and cook dinner for you. Did you have plans?" he asked as his eyes lingered on her dress and matching heels.

"I was going to have dinner with friends," Fleur told him while avoiding his eyes. "I could arrange it for another night, I suppose."

"That would be lovely, sweetheart. I don't want to share you with anyone tonight."

Fleur nodded and faked a smile before she turned around and headed out the door. Unfortunately for her, she didn't hear her husband draw his wand.

Charlie

An hour came and passed with no sign of the woman he loved. Perhaps something was wrong? Fleur had been known to be a few minutes late for their secret rendezvous', but she'd never been this late without letting him know her reasons. Should he go to her place and see if she's okay? After deciding that this was his best option, Charlie Apparated to Shell Cottage.

Taking deep breaths to compose himself and worrying about what he might find, Charlie knocked on the door; he got the shock of his life when the person answering didn't have long, blonde hair and eyes that he could drown in. Instead, Charlie found himself face to face with his older brother and Fleur's husband.

"Bill? What are you doing here?"

"I could ask you the same question, little brother," Bill told him with a smile that didn't quite meet his eyes.

"Oh…err…I decided to book a room at the Hog's Head so that I could visit you all."

"How nice. I'm cooking dinner for Fleur right now, but you can come in for a minute if you want."

"Okay, thanks," Charlie answered hesitantly.

The two men walked into the kitchen and Charlie's eyes landed on the beautiful woman in the red dress; the woman that should've been meeting him tonight. Anger pooled in the pit of his stomach as Bill planted a kiss on Fleur's forehead.

"Hello, Fleur."

Her electric blue eyes fixed on him vacantly. "Oh, hello, um— "

Bill laughed heartily. "It's Charlie, love."

He had to get out of there now. The puzzled look on Fleur's face as she stared at him was tearing him apart, and he couldn't stand to look at her.

"I shouldn't have come here and intruded on your evening. I've got to go. Goodbye." His eyes lingered on Fleur's, willing her to stop him.

"Goodbye, Charlie," she replied distantly.

He said goodbye to Bill and Apparated away. A yell escaped his lips, and he punched a wall, barely noticing the pain that flowed through his hand.

So this is what it feels like when you have a broken heart.

Bill

He watched his brother Apparate away with a triumphant smile. How foolish to believe he didn't know what they were up to behind his back. How stupid to think he didn't see the stolen glances they shared when they thought no one was looking. He'd noticed alright.

Unfortunately for the star-crossed lovers, Bill had no intention of losing the love of his life; and if he had to sink so low to keep her, so be it. She was always going to be his, and there was nothing Charlie could do about it.

Walking back into the kitchen and over to where his wife was sitting, Bill kissed her once more.

"Mine," he hissed.

Fleur smiled warmly at him—the way she used to before his brother wormed his way into her heart.

"Yours."