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Chapter Twenty-One:
Bill Weasley clocks out of work and travels back to the Burrow. It was a long day. Being a curse breaker, he is called upon for a myriad of problems. Luckily being busy means that he doesn't run into Fleur.
The French Triwizard Champion had started working in the same department late last year. The only time she is called to work on a case, is when it is in French or having to do with the Veela. That means that she is in the library most of the time when he needs to consult a book for a case.
The blonde follows him everywhere, like a shadow. At first, Bill was friendly, but her constant pestering has worn him down to being barely cordial.
Yesterday, he needed to search a book for a solution to a curse he was working on. Not thinking of anything but his problem, Bill entered the library. He waved to the goblin librarian and walks to the section that he knew the book was in. He didn't see the Veela approach until she was right next to his elbow.
"Do you need any help?" Fleur asks slowly, making sure that she pronounces the words correctly. English is not even her second language.
"No, thank you for asking though." He says, as he skims the book for the right passage.
"Well then, how about we get a drink after work?" Bill looks up, startled. He glances around to make sure there were people in hearing distance. He doesn't want to be alone with this woman and this answer should be witnessed, so he has proof, if he should need it.
"No, Fleur. I am only in here to get some insight into a curse I am working on. I would not come in here otherwise, because you are always prowling around. I have two more days until my wedding and honeymoon.
I am aware of the biological reasons behind how the female Veela selects a mate, but I am not available nor would I even be interested in you if I was. My fiancee is a goddess, in more ways than one. No one could compare to her in my eyes. Now please, leave me alone."
Bill stands, returns the book to it's place on the shelf and nods to the librarian on his way out.
He went home and made dinner for his father and brothers. Later, he called Reyna on the telephone in town. That was the only way available, other than flooing her. Floo calls were much too public for his liking. Maybe that stemmed from his mother always snooping on any he or his father made. They say their goodbyes after making plans to meet up for dinner the next night.
Now he puts the ready made supper on the table. When Reyna and Piper explained the situation at their house, Enyo, Esme, Sally and Emma jumped on the bandwagon and filled their house with ready made or easily made meals that the boys and Arthur could cook and eat after work. It made life for Charlie, Bill and Arthur, so much easier.
The women did the same for Fred and Jane, given their circumstances. Jane was overjoyed that she could have something ready for when Fred came home from the shop. She is getting better at cooking though. Soon, Bill is sure the little blonde vampire will feel confident enough to shop and cook all by herself.
Bill spells the food to keep it warm and goes to get ready for his date. His brothers and father are eating when he comes back downstairs. "I'll be late getting in. We are going for dinner and then I'm showing her around Diagon Alley." Bill tells his father.
Arthur nods at Bill's consideration and wishes him luck. Bill apperates over to Pemberly and knocks on the door. He holds out the bouquet of pink Gerber daisies, when Rey opens the door. She takes them with a smile and a kiss to his lips, before inviting him in so she can put them in water.
"Go on now, I'll do that." Annabeth says as she and Thalia push them from the room and then the house.
They go to a London pub for a simple meal and a pint. Bill takes her hand as he ushers her through the Leaky Cauldron and into Diagon Alley. They walk along looking in the shop windows and talking. He tells her of the trouble that Fleur has been giving him lately and how much it is inconveniencing his work.
They stop for some ice cream and end up seeing the very woman they had been discussing walk in five people behind them. Bill orders and escorts Reyna to a private booth.
When the ice cream is delivered, Reyna notices that it is only one bowl of her favorite flavor, Black Raspberry. Bill smiles and picks up the spoon, holding out some to her. They feed each other and leave some money on the table for a tip.
Fleur seethes. 'That is the girl that he'd rather have? She is perfection personified and he wants a ragamuffin?' If that is what it takes to get him, then that is what he will get. She still has one more day to get him to toss the girl away.
The next day, both Reyna and Bill have to work, so when she shows up at Gringotts, Rey's in her legion uniform, with her cape fluttering behind her. The goblins all bow to the warrior goddess.
She finds Bill in the library, trying to work, all the while being pestered by the blonde wispy woman from last night. This gives her an idea. She tells the librarian to page him and tell him that Lady Prewett is waiting with his lunch.
"Curse breaker Weasley, to the librarian please. Lady Prewett is here with your lunch. And if you don't come, I will eat it." He jokes and winks to Reyna.
Bill hears it over the intercom. He looks up from the book, smiles as he gets up and sprints to the circulation desk when he sees Rey. He hears the blonde Veela growl as he walks away without a word.
"Well, this is a nice surprise, my lady." He purrs as he hugs her. Rey holds out a bagged lunch and kisses him. "I'm sorry, but I only had time to do this. I need to get back to my desk. See you tomorrow, talk to you tonight. I love you, Bill." It was the first time either of them had said it. He was so happy that she said it.
"I love you too, Rey. Thank you for this." He holds his lunch up and away from the sniffing goblin and kisses her ring. Rey blinks away and Bill goes to the mess hall to eat his meal.
He notices that Fleur follows him, yet again. That and she had toned down the miss priss look today. 'Still not going to change anything.' He thinks as he opens his lunch. Fleur tsks at the food he takes out of the bag, listing off what should be in a packed lunch.
Bill has never been big on French cuisine, he is a simple boy at heart and the; two sodas, two pastrami sandwiches with mustard, a plastic baggie of some kind of crisp, homemade apple brownie and orange; shows that Reyna knows him well.
The sandwiches are nothing to sneeze at. The pastrami is piled high on oatmeal bread, with bib lettuce, large tomatoes, shaved Swiss cheese, long thin dill pickles and sauteed onions. Stone ground mustard is slathered on the meat-side piece of bread.
He finds a note saying that the sandwich is how she learned her father liked them and took a chance that he would too.
He finishes it all and goes back to work, full but not sluggishly so. After work, which he finished the curse that had been fouling him up, he calls Rey and thanks her for the lunch.
