Caught my heart about one, two times
Don't need to question the reason I'm yours, I'm yours
I'd move the earth or lose a fight just to see you smile
'Cause you got no flaws, no flaws
I'm not tryna be your part time lover
Sign me up for that full time, I'm yours, all yours


News of the bizarre shop opening in Hogsmeade spread like wildfire through London. Two hurt debutantes, some insanity about an axe...and the presence of one Miss Diana Fawley. William's heart had skipped a beat when he read her name, and several more when he realized the article hadn't specified which debutantes were hurt. Diana's awareness to danger was not the greatest, if history was anything to judge by. It wouldn't surprise him in the least if she was hurt, but that tidbit of knowledge also didn't do much to quell his racing thoughts.

She had to be alright. He was planning (and replanning) how best to ask her to court. He had letters drafted to her father and mother, pleading his case and humbly requesting they not send the love of his life to Singapore. Hell, William even had Julius calling him all sorts of names for having waited this long. Diana wasn't aware of any of this, of course, but he hadn't thought she would roam into some shop and injure herself. If he had, well Will would've married her years ago to protect her from harm.

He arrived on the doorstep of the Fawley home with his curls wild and his suit only minimally pressed. His appearance today wasn't going to do him any favors in earning Allegra Fawley's approval, but Will could hardly think straight. Diana — his Diana was possibly injured. Injured and being shipped off to Singapore. There was no more time to waste.

The butler showed him into the parlor, the tight lipped smile an obvious sigh of disapproval. As soon as he knew she was alright he would leave. He just had to know.