He rests his hand on her shoulder, kisses her sleepy eyes so gently.
"Good morning, love. Good morning."
Waking slowly is a good thing and really, he's in no hurry to start the day any differently. If this place is a haven or a respite, he might as well treat it as such.
Bill's never been one to harp on the past or on what he thinks he deserves. But a small piece of him is so very grateful for having ended up here after his stint with the Death Eaters: it's forced him to slow down, to regroup, to take time to think and breathe and just to be.
If it weren't for this place, he wouldn't be with Fleur.
With. It's a concept; there's no ownership to it, but there is partnership. He's rather fond of that.
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Date: 2005-05-16 07:24 pm (UTC)"Good morning, love. Good morning."
Waking slowly is a good thing and really, he's in no hurry to start the day any differently. If this place is a haven or a respite, he might as well treat it as such.
Bill's never been one to harp on the past or on what he thinks he deserves. But a small piece of him is so very grateful for having ended up here after his stint with the Death Eaters: it's forced him to slow down, to regroup, to take time to think and breathe and just to be.
If it weren't for this place, he wouldn't be with Fleur.
With. It's a concept; there's no ownership to it, but there is partnership. He's rather fond of that.