Josie learns something that she never thought would happen to her, something that is going to completely change her life in a way she never thought possible. Now she has to face the challenges that come with her news, including telling Florian about the new change to both their lives. Disclaimer- I do not own Mr Selfridge, even though I want too I don't.
For 12 years they were together, but how did it all begin? Complete for now, but may continue later.
Henri L'Eclair wasn't expecting to feel this way towards the girl who first offered him a red silk rose. (Begins by elaborating on scenes from the show then becomes more original)
She longed for the untainted; he longed for a marriage based on love. What they had was neither, but it kept them both alive for a decade.
When Josie Mardle first met Florian Dupont, she would never have believed she would one day be asking him to never go away. But how did they reach that point in their relationship where they couldn't cope without each other? My interpretation of the DuMardle plot, filling in those moments that weren't told in the series. I don't own Mr Selfridge.
The night Agnes returns to Henri, and the morning he leaves for France. Like my heart wasn't already broken.
Unseen Kitty and Frank moments throughout season two.
A young Josie Mardle meets the love of her life. But something isn't right.
Things are changing, but not everything about Kitty can be changed quite so easily. Kitty x Frank. Set after S2, S3 spoilers.
Josie watched him walk by her, her lips parting, desperately wanting to stop him.But she had to let him go…because Josie Mardle knew that if she said another word, if she tried to stop him before he left that door or dared to hesitate, than she'd never have it in her heart to push him away again. But despite her attempts, it seemed like they would never stop meeting Josie x Florian
It's New Year's Eve 1914, and Harry Selfridge is throwing a gala for his staff. Josie Mardle chooses to bring her Belgian lodger as her escort. Will her colleagues accept the two as a couple, or will the gossip prove too much for their relationship to withstand?
This story picks up at the scene in which Josie Mardle and Florian Dupont meet in her home's foyer at the end of the Season Two finale of Mr Selfridge. I found myself wondering what might happen next - and this is what came to me.
After Mr Grove calls Josie an 'old fool', she forces herself away from Florian and awakens memories that she had desperately tried to forget. This is about Josie's previous relationship with Mr Grove and her relationship with Florian as well. Disclaimer: I don't own Mr Selfridge, unfortunately.
Following on from the end of Series Two (**SPOILER ALERT**). Agnes and Henri's letters included! This is my first ever fanfic attempt so hope it's okay. All feedback v gratefully received.
Agnes Towler, shop girl turned Creative Director of one of the most prestigious department stores in the world finds that love during war is nothing like the story books. Two men love her, one at war overseas and the other who keeps the home fires burning. Through the terror and uncertainty this timid east end girl learns she has the heart of a lion and a passion for life to match
Takes place after the wonderful Florian/Miss Mardle kiss that we were waiting for. Miss Mardle is determined to pretend that nothing ever happened between her and Florian but will she be successful? Will her feelings towards the situation change? And what will Mr Grove think, because he always has to have an opinion.
Henri and Agnes have revealed their feelings for each other at last, but what happens next? Will Henri survive WW1? Contains spoilers for the series 2 finale and for series 2, as well as speculation for series 3.
This is my first fic ever & English isn't my mother tongue, so I apologise in advance... :) It's about the wonderful DuMardle ship, aka Josie Mardle and Florian Dupont and takes place right after The Kiss (we all know what Kiss, right? ;)) in 02x07. I conveniently *forgot* about the last scene of the ep in which miss Mardle hands Agnes the telegram, I hope you can forgive me. xoxo
Agnes Towler to Henri Leclair, in flowers.