The crowd, however, moves Fleur back to the slot machine amid shouts of you won! and look at that jackpot! and one of the gladiators patrolling the floor is there in an instant, protective, and people are pointing at Fleur.

"She your lucky charm, buddy?" asks someone he's never seen before; that makes Bill laugh. "Always. Fleur, Fleur: what did you win here?" His arm around her, he watches the machine and then he realises what's happened. The crowd watching certainly has.

He watches as the number goes higher and higher. $100,000, $150,000, $200,000... and there it stops.

Bill's not sure exactly what it translates to in Galleons, but he knows it's a lot of money. More than he's ever had; more than his mum and dad have ever had and he thinks: won't this make a nice present for them. Smiling, caught up in the excitement of the sights and sounds and congratulations of the people around them, he holds Fleur tightly.

"I bet they're newlyweds," comes a voice from the crowd.

Bill turns round to face the speaker. "No, not yet." But it does give him an idea, and he reaches for Fleur's hand, kissing her palm.

"Oh, cute. They're English!"

Bill can't help but smirk.