Bill nods. "The first time I saw it, I thought it was about the most breathtakingly beautiful sight ever. And every day I'm there I remind myself what a privilege it is to be able to live and work there, and I also remind myself to appreciate its beauty. Because the day may come when I find I'm not there and I won't be back there, and if I've lived every moment there with appreciation and reverence, then I'll have nothing to feel badly about if I can't be there for some reason."

Stop, Bill. Stop.

He's never been big on foreshadowing. He won't start now: he shoves the newspapers away so he doesn't have to look at them. After all, he promised Fleur he wouldn't die.

He believes he's made that promise to her twice now.