Fleur

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As I walked and talked with Bill, I realized something.

"Hey, Bill? Can I ask you something?" I say, looking at him.

"Hmm?"

"Why do you treat me like I'm human? Most men try to hook up with me because of my beauty. But you, you get to know me by who I am. Why is that?"

Bill lets out a deep laugh. "Because, Fleur, I don't want to hook up with you, I want to get to know you! I care for people because of who they are, not what they look like."

I smile and reach up to kiss him. But I soon pull away, horrified. 

Then, it started raining. Great.

Bill apparated us to his flat and he made hot chocolate. Once I had added marshmallows(some muggle candy), he said, "Alright, Fleur, explain."

So I do. Everything. How I liked him from that first day, how his lips have always looked very kissable(he laughed at that), and how he was the first boy to look at me like that.

When I finished, Bill was quiet with shock. Then, he went on a rant that that was rude and that I shouldn't be treated that way. I laughed through the whole rant, and when he finished, I kissed him again. But this time, he kissed me back. I agreed to go out with him, and it felt like the next day was our wedding.

I knew from that day on that Bill was meant to be mine.

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