A/N: I don't own Harry Potter

Fleur's blue eyes glanced up at the clock. The golden hands ticked, one second after another. With a heavy sigh, she slowly started putting the dinner away. She knew there was a chance Bill would be late today.

He was presenting the notes about the latest raid they'd done. She wasn't privy to all the details, but she knew it had gone sideways. She had just scooped the gravy into the container when she heard the door swing open. She smiled, knowing only family could get past the wards Bill had set for their home.

"I'm home!" Bill announced, walking into the kitchen. "Oh, did I miss dinner? I'm sorry, Fleur! Abranatu was being especially persnickety about how things went. I must have gone over the whole thing three times before he was happy."
"Ahh, that man is never happy, Bill," Fleur laughed as Bill wrapped her in a tight hug. "And you didn't really miss dinner, it's still warm, therefore it is still dinner?" she said, pointing at the pot on the stove.

"Fleur, thank you."

"You're welcome. And I left the beef rare as you like it," she added giving him a quick kiss.

"What would I do without you?" Bill laughed, fixing his plate. Fleur settled in her chair at the table watching him eat.

"You'd have come home to an empty house, no dinner and knowing your family at least one of them camping out on your couch,"she answered.

"Who was it this time?"

"Ginny. She and your mother had a row about this boy she is dating," Fleur answered. Bill shook his head.

"Where is she now?"

"Ron's. I told her to not let your mother dictate her life, and to follow her own heart. I also told her that no one would be good enough for her in your mother's eyes, since Ginny is her baby girl."

"Thank you, Fleur. I'll have a word with Mum. Who is Ginny dating anyway?"

"A boy by the name of Draco Malfoy? I seem to remember meeting him at the Triwizard Tournament?"

"You did, and I can see why Mum and Ginny had a row about this. I should go talk to them."

"Or you could let them work out their own problems and we can spend the evening together?" Fleur suggested. "You don't need to help everyone, and besides, I have a slight problem I could use some help with?"

"Oh?" Bill asked, looking at Fleur. She smiled at him, her hair nearly glowing. Bill blinked and then suddenly understood exactly what it was Fleur wanted to do that evening.

"You're right," he said. "Mum and Ginny can solve it themselves. How about we put dinner away and we spend some time together?"

"That sounds perfect," Fleur answered, rising from the chair and helping Bill put dinner away before the pair darted to their bedroom.