I own none of the following but wish I did. The song belongs to the great Etta
James. The world of Harry Potter belongs to the J.K. Rowling.
again, thanks to Gufa, my fantastic Beta-Reader, for putting up with me.
by Kit Black
Weasley hung his head and stared at the marble bar top in front of him; barely
registering the song playing in the background. The truth was, for a while now
Bill had felt like something was missing in his life, maybe someone. As he began
massaging his temples, he heard a bell tinkle signaling that someone had
entered the bar.
My love has come
Bill looked up to see the newcomer, it seemed to him like an angel had walked
into the room. A familiar angel, he had seen her somewhere before. Then it hit
him, the Tri-Wizard Tournament. She had been the Beauxbatons
Champion, and what a champion she was. There was a certain air of elegance
about her, she was confident and sure. She was unmistakable.
My lonely days are
And life is like a
didnít know her that well, but he knew enough to know she was part Veela. Did
it matter, should he care? Bill decided it didnít; her blood didnít make her,
her essence did.
The skies above are
eyes took in the room, its every little detail; the same eyes that had smiled
at him last year, daring him to come over to say something to her, daring him
to take a chance.
My heart was
wrapped up in clovers
The night I looked
she scanned the room her eyes fell on him and she smiled a mysterious smile
that made the corners of her eyes crinkle. As she walked gracefully over to an
empty table, Billís eyes never left her face.
I found a dream that I could speak to
A dream that I can
call my own
knew there wouldnít be another chance; he had to speak to this dream girl.
Suddenly, he found himself standing, walking over to her table; afraid, but
trying not to show it.. The closer Bill got to her table, the wider her smile
grew. Finally he reached her. In a whisper of a voice, Bill heard himself offer
a hello, and her light laugh in response. Bill realized that he had reached his
hand out and asked her to dance. She didnít answer, she just simply stood and
laid her hand in his, waiting to be led.
I found a thrill to
rest my check to
A thrill that I
have never known
they had reached the floor, Bill found that he was slightly unsure of what to
do, he was nervous. He could never remember being this nervous before. Nevertheless,
his hands found her waist, while hers found his shoulders, the words of the
song in the background echoing in both their minds. She looked up into his
face, biting her lip as a nervous habit. Bill unconsciously pulled her closer
to him. She trembled ever so slightly, giving Bill a burst of confidence. Could
it be possible he was having just as much of an effect on this girl as she was
him? Bill thought that maybe he was, as he felt her rest her cheek on his
shoulder. Both their eyes closed, as they began swaying to the music.
And you smiled
Oh and then the
spell was cast.
felt her lips curl up against him in a smile, the smile that had started it
all. They were unknown to each other, but it was a beginning, a beautiful
And we are in
didnít care that maybe his hair was a little too long, or that maybe he wasnít
perfect. All that mattered was his angel and her smiling eyes. Bill was just
happy, because in this moment, his hair wasnít too long and his earring wasnít
out of place. For just this moment, Bill couldnít help but feel that he was in
For you are my
Note: This song has always been a favorite of mine, and it always made me think
of Fleur and Bill. Also, I would like to tell you all that I plan to make this
a series of song-fics of Harry Potter couples. I hope that you enjoyed reading