The Beginning of Everything
It's day 4 of Weasley Week over at @thethreebroomsticksfic which means it's time for our favourite big brother, Bill Weasley!!
It also means my first ever attempt at writing Bleur. I think this might be the beginning of a new obsession.
Snippet:
Her beauty drew his attention the first time he saw her. It drew his attention again the second time.
But his appreciation of her beauty was quickly surpassed by an admiration of her.
Because she wasn’t just beautiful. She was whip-smart and quick-witted, and she wasted no time in flirting wildly with him. A wink in a meeting, a hand lingering on his shoulders when she passed him in the lunchroom, a coy smile over drinks with their colleagues on a Friday night.
His mates at work thought he was mad for not acting on her interest straight away. ‘How often do you get the chance with a Veela, mate?’
He had his reasons. She was young, he was fighting a war that the world didn’t want to face yet. But the more time he spent with her, the harder it was to say no.
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