*Gringotts Bank 1995. Fleur Delacour starts her first day working at the bank and is promptly introduced to whom she will be working with. *
Bill: Welcome to my humble abode. I’m Bill Weasley.
Fleur: I’m Fleur.
Fleur: Did you say Weasley? Like Ronald Weasley?
Fleur: My sister was saved by him and his friend. During the triwizard tournament.
Bill: Oh yeah. That one’s going to give my mother a heart attack. Every holiday he comes home with another story on how he looked death in the eye.
Bill: Aren’t you hot in that coat? It’s getting quite muggy in here.
Fleur: Oh I’m quite fine.. Thank you.
Bill: Whatcha got hidden in there? Is it illegal? I wont tell.
Fluer: I beg your pardon?
Bill: Fine don’t tell me. It’s none of my business anyway.
Just thought you might be more comfortable without the jacket, and if you need help hiding something I can be your person.
Bill: Is that why you didn’t want to take off your coat?
I thought maybe you were smuggling dragons or something.
Fleur: Is that something you’re suggesting from experience?
Fleur: I didn’t want to embarrass you.
Bill: I know it’s a girls shirt.
Bill: Matt from accounting called me a sissy. So, I showed up to work the next week in this shirt and a pencil skirt.
Bill: It shut him right up. Seeing that I didn’t care, but I uh-
-I grew rather fond of the shirt. I think it’s pretty
Bill: Don’t worry. It won’t happen again.
Bill: We’ll coordinate our outfits. That way no one wears the same thing again.
Bill: We don’t need the office to start polling who wears it best.
Bill: That would just not be good for your self esteem, and I can’t have you sad yet. It hasn’t even been your first week here.
Fleur: Why would I be sad?
Bill: Because I’d smoke you.
Fleur: I think you’re the first person I’ve ever met-
Fleur: Who has claimed to be prettier than me.
Bill: Get used to it.
Fleur: I think I might.