When they were all trapped in the Malfoy Manor (?) dungeon, and Hermione was being tortured, Dobby came to Apparate them all out.
Ron told Dobby where Shell Cottage was so he could bring Luna, Dean, and Mr. Ollivander there.
But how was he able to tell Dobby?
Once they all arrived to the house (and after they buried Dobby), Bill said that they placed the Fidelious Charm on the house and that he (Bill) was secret keeper. That means that only Bill could’ve told anyone where Shell Cottage was.
So how was Ron able to do it?
I think you’ve forgotten how the Fidelious Charm works, Ms. Rowling.
“E” for “Exceeds Expectations”. And I’ve always thought Fred and I should’ve got “E” in everything, because we exceeded expectations just by turning up for the exams.
Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix
The thing about growing up with Fred and George is that you sort of start thinking anything’s possible if you’ve got enough nerve.
Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince
I’d hate to see what the Ministry’d do to me if I blew up an aunt. Mind you, they’d have to dig me up first, because Mum would’ve killed me.
Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban
But Dumbledore says he doesn’t care what they do as long as they don’t take him off the Chocolate Frog cards.
Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix
Keep back there, Hagrid! They can shoot fire at a range of twenty feet, you know! I’ve seen this Horntail do forty!
Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire
p.s. sorry but i don’t really like Percy… an aesthetic of him would have looked like that: and also… the last scene of him speaking to twins during the battle… it breaks my heart.
Summary: You and Bill have been friends since your second year at Hogwarts. Little did you know that he had been secretly crushing for you for quite awhile now. With the arrival of his brother Charlie and your closeness to Barnaby, Bill starts being jealous. His jealousy however will make things between you very difficult.
Pairing: Bill Weasley x Female!Ravenclaw!Reader
Warning:swearing, also it’s quite long, a big angst maybe?
A/N: hello! This is my first fic ever! I’m quite excited actually. Just to warn you guys, English is not my first language so if there are mistakes, I apologize. Feel free to point them out, it will surely improve my language skills. That said, I hope you enjoy this story!
***
It was another unproductive day and you were definitely tired, both physically and mentally. You were searching again the Forbidden Forest with Charlie and Barnaby, however, you found nothing. You didn’t lose hope, that would never happen, but you were certainly starting to be tired.
Since you arrived at Hogwarts you have been looking for the Cursed Vaults, and therefore your brother, almost instantly and you never really stopped. This search of yours had took away from you the light and frivolous aspect of the life at Hogwarts. All you had done was looking for the Vaults. You would never have back your youth and those years back.
However, if there was anything positive from this mission of yours, that was certainly your friends. In fact, you were tremendously lucky to have them, for they made those years the best of your life. Yes, finding the Vaults and breaking the curse was difficult and painful, but with your friends by your side, you never felt happier. All of them meant the world to you and you could not live without them.
“Y/N? Are you listening?” Charlie’s voice brought you back to reality. You didn’t realize that someone was talking to you, you simply zoned out.
“Ugh, I’m sorry Charlie, I guess I’m just tired. What were you saying?”
Charlie smiled warmly at you, “Nothing important, really. Just that we will go back again and try harder.”
You nodded, a sad smile on your face. You were glad that Charlie was ready to help you again, but honestly you were starting to think that the Forbidden Forest was a dead end. Barnaby must have guessed because he put a hand on your sholder and grinned at you, “we can do it” he said. Seriously, what would you do without your friends?
After this, you went back to the Ravenclaw’s common room where Tulip and Rowan were waiting for you. The latter, noticing your mood, quickly deduced that the search did not go well and greeted you with a small smile.
“Hello girls” you said to them before sitting on the sofa.
“Any news?” Rowan asked. You shook your head, groaning a bit.
“Don’t lose hope, Y/N Y/L/N. We can go to your brother’s room tomorrow and look for clues again.” You nodded. Tulip was right, there was no time for losing hope.
“How was the Forbidden Forest?”
You looked at Rowan and shrugged, “Dark, silent and creepy. Lucky for us there weren’t dangerous creatures. Although I’m sure Charlie and Barnaby would have liked that.”
Tulip and Rowan exchanged a knowing look between them. You noticed and, to be fair, you didn’t like it.
“What?” you asked.
Rowan was definitely hesitant but Tulip didn’t have any problem in blurting out what was going on.
“Apparently, Bill Weasley was not in his happiest mood today.”
“Tulip!” shouted Rowan.
Tulip laughed and kept looking at you like she knew something and she was not going to tell you any time soon.
“I think I don’t understand” was your blunt reply. Maybe it was because you were tired, or maybe because you really were clueless, but you didn’t get why Bill’s mood was connected to your trip to the Forbidden Forest.
“You really are dumb for a Ravenclaw” was Tulip’s lovely comment. You decided not to reply and to go straight to bed.
***
The next morning, your little conversation with your fellow Ravenclaw friends was forgotten. You had slept like a baby and all your energies were restored. You weren’t thinking about Bill until you met him in the Great Hall and greeted him with your best and warmest smile. Bill has always had a special place in your heart. The first time you met him, you were taken aback, he certainly was handsome, but it was his charming personality that got you. He soon became one of your best friend, always there where you needed him. Spending so much time with him also caused some problems, since Rowan was a bit jealous of you. That had been a really awful week.
However, you could now understand what Rowan felt, since you did it as well when Bill asked you to help him with his crush. You never hated the taste of Butterbeer like that day. It went down your throat like poison, and all you wanted to do was throwing up. You had put away that feeling quite soon since you were busy breaking a curse. Nonetheless, thinking about that day still made your stomach clench. You never understood why. A new feeling was striking you now. In fact, your head was spinning and throbbing. Only one question was there: why?
Bill didn’t even look at you when you said hi to him. He just walked and ignored you. It was like being punched directly to the stomach. You were trying so hard to understand why when you remembered last night conversation. It surely couldn’t be what you were thinking, but could have been possible that, maybe, Bill was sad and upset because you chose Barnaby over him? At the time, that choice made perfectly sense since Barnaby was, together with Charlie, one of the most passionate students of Care of Magical Creatures. Maybe Bill saw that as a betrayal. You didn’t know what to do, so you simply joined Tulip and Rowan at your table.
“Morning, Y/N Y/L/N” said Tulip.
Rowan saw your face and immediately knew that something was wrong, “Is everything okay? You look pale”.
“It’s Bill, he’s… I don’t…” you didn’t know what to say, simply because you didn’t know what was going on.
Rowan looked down, but after the third time that you coldy called her name, she looked at you and sighed, “look Y/N” she started, “I don’t know what is going on…” you started to protest but she raised her hand to stop you, “but I guessed. I mean, the whole school but you probably guessed.”
You were even more annoyed, what the hell was she talking about? You decided that it was just a waste of time trying to spill the truth out of Tulip’s and Rowan’s mouth, so you stood up and decided to do one thing: to go and deal with the source of the problem.
You quickly found your way to the Gryffindor’s table and walked towards Bill. He turned around when you were almost there, probably feeling you approaching. It always amazed you how well Bill was able to detect your presence. It was pointless denying it, every time his eyes landed on you, your heart skipped a beat.
“Bill, I need to talk to you” you announced.
He looked at you and he was about to tell you something before noticing Charlie, now standing at your side, his hand on you shoulder and a warm smile on his face.
“Good morning Y/N, are you feeling okay? Me and Barnaby were a bit worried about yesterday” he said. Bill’s face hardened.
You looked between the two brothers and decided to reply to Charlie, so that he could leave you and Bill alone. However, Bill stood up and left.
***
It had been nearly two weeks since that day in the Great Hall when you tried to talk to Bill. Since then, he tried to avoid you in every way and, if you were lucky enough to talk to him, he was different. His sweetness was gone, he never smiled at you and everytime he caught you with someone else, mostly Barnaby or Charlie, he was as cold as ice.
You were heartbroken, there was no other way to put it. Yes, you two were just friends, but not talking to him anymore, not being able to see his soft smile and kind eyes, to hear his voice or to be held in his arms, all of it was crushing you. You even stopped looking for the Vaults, and attending class became harder than you thought. You didn’t know why Bill was behaving in that way, you just wanted your friend back. Charlie became the only source of happiness during those weeks. Apparently, Bill was giving the cold shoulder to him too, much to Charlie’s surprise.
“Maybe I’ve done something wrong” you muttered. “Maybe I deserve it”.
“Oh don’t be silly! I don’t know what is going on in my brother’s head but I’m sure it’s not your fault”.
Charlie was always amazing with words, he could cheer you up in no time. You were so lucky to have him by your side. Charlie hugged you tightly, trying to show you that he was right there, next to you and that everything was going to be okay. With your head pillowed on his shoulder, you noticed Bill coming from the training grounds with Emily next to him; they were talking and laughing. Then his laughter stopped when he noticed you and Charlie. He barely looked at you and just walked away. You started crying. You were not sure how you were feeling right now. You were shaking so hard but you weren’t just sad, no you were furious. You felt a rage coming deep from your stomach, a fire you have hardly experienced in the past. The sight of him laughing with Emily was all it took for you to burst out. What was she doing with him? Most importantly, what was hedoing with her, after all the horrible things she said? You suddenly rose from your seat and followed Bill. Charlie tried to stop you, but you were unstoppable.
“Bill Weasley!” you shouted. All the people in the courtyard stopped talking and turned their heads to look at you. You were marching towards him, a fury in your eyes.
“I don’t have time for-“
“Shut up! Now you shut your mouth and listen to me!”
Bill was taken aback from your tone and he didn’t dare to speak again. Never had he seen you this angry. In the meantime, Charlie and your other friends stopped just behind you.
“Now you tell me what the hell is wrong with you! First you stop talking to me, then to your brother and to our friends and what? You hang out with that rat!” You doubted that your mouth could be stopped right now. You didn’t care about hurting him, or making a scene in front of everyone. You experienced enough.
“Don’t you call her a rat!”
Oh great, now he was defending her. Splendid! It was like a knife stabbed you in the heart. Somehow, realising that Bill could care more about Emily than you, made you want to die. Why was your heart hurting so much?
“You’re right. Calling her a rat is an offence for those poor animals. She’s far worse” you spitted through your teeth. Emily stepped forward, probably tired of being called names. Not that you cared, anyway.
“Listen, you little insect, it’s not my fault if Bill prefers me over an ugly brat like yo-“
“Flipendo!”You cast the spell without letting her finish. She should be glad that you didn’t use a worse spell that could have damaged her more. In fact, you were being too nice. As soon as you attacked, Charlie and Penny came and tried to stop you from knocking Bill out too. You weren’t much known for your calm.
“Are you mad?!”That was Bill’s voice.
“What? Do you want to join your girlfriend?!” you shouted at him while Charlie was holding you by your waist.
“You’re crazy!” he replied back before kneeling down to Emily and trying to help her.
The only thing your mind could register was that he didn’t deny it. He didn’t. So it was true, Bill was with someone else. It wasn’t you the one to make his heart beat faster, smile bigger and laugh louder. It wasn’t you.
If your heart wasn’t already broken, it surely would be shattered and destroyed right now. All you could feel was an aching emptiness where your heart should have been.
It wasn’t you. You were not the first person Bill would think about in the morning, the one that he would always protect. It wasn’t you.
He didn’t love you.
Why was this thought so painful? You two were just friends, right? Why was the idea of him dating someone else, not just Emily but any other person but you, so damn hard to accept? Why did you care about Bill’s love life? It hit you like cold water in the face. You loved him. You always did. But he didn’t love you back. You were as still as a statue, you couldn’t hear any sound. Suddenly, you took a step forward, Charlie and Penny were watching you closely, ready to stop you if needed.
“I hate you” you whispered softly. Nonetheless, Bill heard you. He turned his head around so fast you could swear you heard his neck crack. His eyes were opened wide, disbelief written all over his face.
“I hate you, Bill Weasley” you repeated louder.
You turned around without waiting for a reply. You didn’t register Charlie’s shouts, nor Professor Snape taking 20 points from Ravenclaw, or the tears rolling down your cheeks. The only thing you could feel was the aching emptiness inside your chest.
***
After the courtyard incident, you locked yourself up in your room. You skipped all the lessons, for which Professor Flitwick was not happy about. You refused to go out and eat; it was Rowan who brought you food. She was the only one allowed to enter your room and the only person you spoke to. Probably because she also had to deal with a broken heart and unrequited love for Bill Weasley. She could understand you. Of course, she tried to convince you to attend class or to go and spend some time with the others. But you were firm in your decision. Truth be told, you didn’t even have the energy to stand up. The difference between you and Rowan was that what the latter felt for Bill was just a simple crush, while you were in love with him. The only time you got out of your room was during the night when you went to the duelling class. Nobody but Rowan knew this. You found yourself spending the entire night there, trying to fix your broken heart by knocking down some manikin. Also, it was good for your anger.
You were in the middle of some heavy duelling against the wall when you heard the door open. You froze.
“Y/N?”
Oh, so Rowan betrayed you at last. Otherwise, how could Bill know where you were? You weren’t angry, not really. You knew that Rowan was only trying to help.
Bill called you again but you refused to speak, trying to find a quick and painless way to go out of the room.
“Can we talk?”
You sighed and closed your eyes. After all this time, now he wanted to talk?
“It’s too late now, isn’t it?” your voice was flat, emotionless. The truth was, inside you were a tornado of emotions.
Bill made a step forward, “can you turn around?” he asked.
He sounded sad, apologetic. You wanted to cry. At last, you did as he asked you. You surely were not a coward.
When you met his eyes, you felt the ground swallowing you. You hadn’t seen that look in nearly a month, you realized just now how much you actually missed it. Looking at him now, his long red hair, his freckles and his soft blue eyes, was like breathing again. You never stopped loving him, not even once. And that was why you had to go away.
“Look Bill, I’m sorry about the other d-“
“Did you mean it?” he blurted out quickly. At your confused face, he said “the other day, when you said you hate me, did you mean it?”
He sounded so… heartbroken. Just like you. Why was he sad? He was the one who stopped talking to you, started ignoring you and treating you like you two weren’t even friends. He was the one who hated you.
“Does it matter?” was all you could ask in return.
“Yes it does. It bloody does.”
“Why?” You weren’t sure where this conversation was heading to, but you couldn’t walk away even if you wanted to. Thing is, you didn’t.
“Because you’re my friend! My best friend!” he shouted at you.
You scoffed and took a step forward, your anger was slowly coming back. “Oh yeah? We’re friends? Because last time I checked, friends don’t ignore each other and don’t treat each other how you treated me! So tell me Bill, are we really friends?” This time it was your voice that was as cold as ice.
Bill flinched and looked down. He knew, of course he did, that he had been the worst jerk ever to you. In fact, he didn’t know if he deserved your forgiveness at all. The truth was, seeing you spending so much time with his brother and Barnaby made him scared and jealous.
“I was jealous” he started, “we were always together, so when you started hanging out with Charlie and Barnaby… look it isn’t an excuse, I’m still the worst friend ever lived, and I’m sorry, but I was jealous. Seeing you with them and not with me… it made me go crazy. I know I don’t deserve your forgiveness but… Y/N, I love you, I’m sorry I screwed up.”
You couldn’t breathe. Did you hear correctly? Did Bill Weasly really said that he loved you? He was jealous, all this time, he was just jealous because he loved you. As if a switch was turned on in your brain, you raised your hand, the one that hold the wand, and knocked Bill on the ground.
“You bastard! You absolute bastard! Couldn’t you just tell me?” You cast another spell, this time Bill was ready to stop any attack. He wasn’t expecting this reaction. “I thought you hated me! And what? You were just jealous? Do you realize how hurt I was!?”
You started attacking him with more serious spells, you were out of control. All that pain, all those tears, for what? For nothing! Because he didn’t hate you, in fact, it was quite the opposite.
“You broke my heart!” You shouted through tears. You were facing him now, only few inches separating you. You looked at him in the eyes before saying, “you broke me, Bill Weasley, and all I ever did was love you since the day I’ve met you.”
There was silence after that. You didn’t even know how you were capable of standing so still when you could feel yourself shaking. Suddenly, you felt Bill’s arms around you and his sweet voice right in your ear, “I’m sorry. Y/N, I love you.”
You looked at him and smiled through your tears and that’s when you felt his lips touching yours. You never felt happier and whole in your life. Suddenly the hole in your chest disappeared and your heart started beating again, because you were right where you belonged.
Any characters in this short story isn’t mine except for names that are obviously made by yours truly. Hope you guys like my first Harry Potter fan fic! A lil fluff? I guess. I mean idk HAHAAHAH Was it my idea to make a story? Yes, yes it is.
I hope you guys like this short, (isn’t really short but *laughs* ya okay.)
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After the battle of hogwarts was a difficult time for the wizarding world. All of the people have lost their loved one. It took a toll to anyone who’ve battled alongside people who are no longer with us. I included, had difficult adjusting to the usual work I was doing in the ministry. I’ve lost so many people in my life, that it was harder to even step inside the house to no longer hear or even feel their presence. But I know someone who’s struggling even more.
Bill and I, has been inseparable during our younger years. Which is why I was somehow “part” of the Weasley family as Mrs.Weasley would always say. Ever since he lost his brother, he hasn’t quite been himself. I haven’t even heard from him or even a single letter. As fickle as it seems, I gave him his space. I knew it was taking a toll on him, but being the best friend, I couldn’t think straight for days. My hour of work was supposed to be done a few hours ago, but Briggs, my boss, decided to give me more paper work like he used to do. Scanning the papers as to justifty any sort of trials that connects to magical creatures. “Honestly, the wizards in this country really lacks understanding towards other magical creatures.” I mumbled, giving a small huff of irritation as I read a particular trial. Stamping it with a big “reject”, I settled it at my right, along with the other rejected trials. I took a small break, as I took out my pocket watch to see the time. 11 ‘o clock, surely I can go home at this time of the night? With so little hand to help with all of these papers, it’ll probably take me a week or more. Giving a last glance at my desk, I decided that sleep would probably help me. (Of course it will depend on how I’ll wake up anyways.)
With only a flick of my wand, papers that have fallen from my desk has now been stacked in different cases. Suddenly, a short knock caused me to snap my head towards the door. “Come in.” I stated, fixing my stuff quickly before another possible paper work where to give for me. A short figure loomed from my door, as I looked up to what I was doing, I gave the woman a smile, glad that it wasn’t anyone from the office. “Hello dearie, I went to your house but you weren’t there. So I figured you had another overtime.” Mrs.Weasley said, closing the door as she enters slowly at my office. “It’s quite alright Mrs.Weasley, please do take a sit.” She nodded and gave me the usual warm smile she gives me. A little Accio for the tea set to be settled at my desk, as it pours the steaming hot tea, I took the seat in front of Mrs.Weasley. “Thank you dearie.” She said, as I took the other teacup. “What seems to be the matter Mrs.Weasley? It’s usually unusual for you to be visiting me at this time of the day.” Mrs.Weasley who seems to be hesitant to say something, took her time before speaking. “This is about William.” “Did something happen to him?” “He hasn’t quite been himself, even worst. He hasn’t been eating, I guess the reason was because of him and Fleur breaking the engagement.” That caught me off-guard. Breaking the engagement? “I’m sorry but correct me if I’m wrong, broke the engagement?” “Bill wouldn’t tell me the reason, he only asked of you dearie, I just hope you have time to check up on him.” My mind was in a swirl at the abrupt news. I took a long sip of my tea before making my mind. “Of course Mrs.Weasley, I’ll visit this Weekend.”
It took me 3 days to finish all the paper works, and asked for a week long vacation to Briggs. The man himself even had the audacity to lure me not to. Only he was so stupid enough not to remember that he passed his work on me, and I had more connections than what he can pull through. With that, I took my luggages and delivered it first to Shell Cottage as Mrs.Weasley told me to do. The woman is hard-headed as she was. I wasn’t much open to sleeping in the same roof with Bill, but for that woman to push me to do it, still suprises me. I apparated to the Burrow first, as a short visit and to tell Mrs.Weasley that I’ll be heading first. The door swung open, as Percy, greeted me with delight. “Atwood, good to see you.” He said, giving me a hug which I gave back. “It is, and I’m glad you had the guts to apologize to the family.” I said, teasing him as he knew what I was talking about. It took him a couple of weeks to finally apologize to all of them, he only needed a push from a certain lady I’m acquainted with. “Shut up, mums’ in the kitchen.” He said, closing the door behind me. I went straight to the kitchen, only to be blocked by George. “George, great to see you up and about.” I said, giving him a cheeky grin. “Glad you’re still that cheeky bastard I know.” giving me a pinch on the cheek.
I gave him a pat on the back, a signal that I was really glad and happy which only took him a second to give me a short hug. After a minute he let go and gave me a smile. “Give that man a spanking for me will you? He has been mopping for quite sometime now.” “Will do Georgie.” I said, letting out a chuckle at his words. He cleared his way which was my time to go to the kitchen. “Mrs.Weasley?” “Oh yes dearie, be with you in a second.” She said, saying a short spell to let the laddle to continue stirring. “Mrs.Weasley, I’ll be heading to the Shell Cottage first, my luggage is already there.” “Oh yes of course! I’ll come and visit on Monday, I have a lot to do in the house.” “No problem Mrs.Weasley.” I said and before I even left, this woman gave a squeeze of my hand. “I’ll be fine Mrs.Weasley, I’ll be sure to owl you as soon as I can.” I said, giving her a short hug before apparating.
I took a small glance at the house, it seems it hasn’t change on the outside. As I entered the house, the place seemed gloomier than I last remember. My luggage was at the living room, beside a familiar Weasley who was waiting for me. I took small steps entering the living room, Bill slowly looked at me, as If I was a ghost or perhaps a delucion. “Hey Bill.” I said, waving at him, the awkward atmosphere lingering. Not until Bill got up and slowly went to me. “I’m glad to see–” I was cut off shortly, as Bill slowly hugged me. His hands enveloping me as I felt the warmness from his body. He took a ragged deep breathe, “I’m glad you came.” “Why shouldn’t I be?” I said, lightening up the mood, my hand caressing his hair, to ease up his tension. He took his time before letting go. He only looked at me before giving me a small smile of his, the smile he does when he’s tired. “I’ll help you put these in the other room.” I nodded, taking the other luggage with me as we climbed up the stairs, dead silence overwhelming me. As we entered the guest room, I sat down my luggage near the bed. “Bill.” calling his name as softly as I can. “He looked at me, the usual stare he had given me way back when I was with him in this exact room.” “Would you tell me what happened?” He looked at me for short while before nodding. I sat down on the bed, patting the empty space beside me.
The food was ready, I got up earlier than I used to, in order to make breakfast for the both of us. After staying with Bill for a week, it took a lot of patience to take care of the man. He wouldn’t leave me alone even to have a short me time. He would really stick with me till I cave in to what he wanted to do. It also has been a week since Bill told me all about it. He told me that the reason why Fleur broke the engagement was because of how he couldn’t turn back to who he was. And it drove Fleur mad to a point she left him, ;eaving only the ring and a letter the next day. I wasn’t in the position to criticize her. But that was a horrible way of breaking it to someone you’ve spent years with. I took my time to wash the other utensils, only to hear the squeeking of the floorboards. I wiped my hands and took off my apron. “Good Morning.” I said, looking at Bill who eyed the table. He sat down first followed by me. “Thank you, Atwood.” “What’s for the thanks for? Don’t thank me. I wouldn’t want you to cook, you know how horrid you are towards cooking.” I said, giving a small joke to my teasing. He smiled eyeing me before taking a spoon full of soup. “How’s it?” “Quite good, better than my cooking.” He said, I didn’t realize I was waiting for his reply only to breathe out to relax. I ate along with him, a small conversation from time to time. As we finish eating, Bill insisted washing the dishes. “No it’s okay Bill–” “It’s on me, I can use my hands Atwood, I’m not incapable to do work.” He said, only to earn an eyeroll from me.
I leaned on the counter, looking at him from my peripheral vision. As far as I look at it, he’s better than he was last week. “What are you gawking at me for?” Bill asked, realizing that he was already finish cleaning up. I shook my head. “I was only thinking Weasley, don’t push your luck.” I said, trying to hide the burning of my cheeks. I stood up straight and was about to leave when Bill decided to stop me. “Atwood, can I talk to you?” “I think we’re?” Bill looked at me seriously, a look that I know too well to be joking with. I stood there, without saying anything, “Atwood, I have to confess, the reason why Fleur also broke the engagement is because of my..” I looked at him, hoping that it wasn’t what I was thinking. “Because of my feelings for you.” As he said does words, he looked at me, the same way he looked at me when we broke up. “Bill stop joking, it isn’t funny.” I said, lightly laughing but to only realize he was dead serious. I couldn’t utter a word or even something for him, it rendered me speechless. Bill fidgeted at his spot, as if the dead silence was a struggle for him. “Uhm I got to go Bill, I–” “Atwood, don’t runaway this time.” Bill said, his hold on my arm hasn’t yet let go. I looked at him, trying to look for some sort of sign or something that would say that this was all a prank. “I really need to go William, I’ll be back later.” I said and left, taking my purse and coat as I apparate.
I looked at my watch, shutting if close as I took a deep breathe. Baines, my co-worker, looked at me in amusement. “There seems to be troubling you Atwood, spill it.” He said, forgetting about the paperwork he was supposed to get from me and sat down in front of my table. “I don’t have anything to say Baines.” “Oh shush, is it about this Weasley person I’ve been hearing about?” He says, only to smirk at me as he knew he was correct. “What am I going to do with him? I mean.. I–” “This is the only question you should ask yourself, are you willing to take risk for him?” He said, giving me a wink as he got the paperwork from my hand. “Love, I’m sure you know the answer to my question. It be best if you go now. I’ll tell Briggs you had an emergency to take care of.” He said and left. It took me a couple of minutes before my body moved. With a flick of my wand, the paperwork was now fixed on my table, a little accio of my purse and coat, I got out of my office and left the ministry quickly. I took my time outside of Shell Cottage, having second doubts if I should enter or not. But like what Weasley said, I shouldn’t be running away this time. I took a deep breathe and opened the door. I went to the living room only to find no one, I left my coat at the coat hanger, and putting my purse at the couch before going to the upstairs room.
I looked into BIll’s room but he wasn’t there, so the only room left was mine. I knocked gently, and opened it. Bill was sitting down on my bed, head hangling low, not even looking at my direction. I closed the door, the room illuminated the moonlight. I crouched down, caresing his face to get him out of trance. The touch of my hands jolted him, he looked at me to his suprise. “I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you enter.” “It’s alright Weasley.” “You’re a little early.” He said, I took the empty space beside him, fidgeting a little. “I was given less work today.” I said, he was looking at my hands, how I usually fidget when I’m in a state of confessing something. Bill took my hand with his, and cares it with his thumb. He looked at me, as if waiting for me to push him or tell reject him. Only to give him a smile, I initiated the move. Slowly moving my face towards his as our lips touch. It was warm, like how it used to be. and before I could move away, Bill further deepen the kiss, holding my face with is free hand. We parted, resting his forehead on mine. I let out a small laugh, opening my eyes as he did as well. “I’m sure you know my answer.” I said, only to gain the smile I’ve waited to see.
⊰MOODBOARD⊱BILL WEASLEY + FLEUR DELACOUR; some day i’d like to lay on my back in the sistine chapel with you, two beings beneath an unearthly ceiling, trying to remember how to be holy. yours, i’m sure, is the type of beauty michelangelo tried to capture in his careful brushstrokes. (words.)
“Bill was — there was no other word for it — cool. He was tall, with long hair that he had tied back in a ponytail. He was wearing an earring with what looked like a fang dangling from it. Bill’s clothes would not have looked out of place at a rock concert, except that Harry recognized his boots to be made, not of leather, but of dragon hide.”
Fleur Delacour, Harry noticed, was eyeing Bill with great interest over her mother’s shoulder. Harry could tell she had no objection whatsoever to long hair or earrings with fangs on them.
Gryffindor: Watching a movie, eating junk food with all your friends, walking around in the middle of the night, listening to old records on a turntable
Ravenclaw: Listening to classical music, curled up with a good book, sipping tea, painting, journaling, writing in a tiny cafe
Hufflepuff: Taking naps on a couch, snuggling up in big blanket, wearing fluffy socks, lighting your favorite scented candle, taking polaroid pictures
Slytherin: Falling asleep while doing homework, petting a cat that jumps into your lap, reading poetry on a rainy day, binge-watching your favorite shows
Gryffindor: climbing trees, jumping into piles of leaves, getting lost in corn mazes, face painting, building pillow forts, ripped jeans and combat boots, laughing loudly, rolling down hills, walking barefoot on cold floors, a mischievous glint in someone’s eye, roasted marshmallows
Ravenclaw: bedheads and fuzzy socks, pumpkin flavored coffee, reading by the fire, passing out on soft pillows and warm blankets, listening to rain, old music playing on a turntable, deep conversations, crunching leaves, foreheads against cold windows
Hufflepuff: bonfires and camping with close friends, big sweaters and fluffy scarves, drinking loads of hot cocoa, pumpkin carving, warm hugs, morning walks, smiling at strangers, holding hands, blue lips and pink noses, huddling close to friends, holding a warm drink, cuddling
Slytherin: watching old movies wrapped in a fluffy blanket, hot tea on cloudy days, pink cheeks from cold wind, knitted beanies and cozy jackets, stargazing on a rooftop, long sighs, flickering candles, misty mornings, reading old poetry, writing in a cafe, tired yawns
Percy Weasley who cheers on his brother when he won the chess tournament
Percy Weasley forgetting his dignity and saying ‘that’s my brother’ to the other prefects while jumping.
Percy Weasley never retaliating back at the twins for all the shit they do to embarrass him.
Percy Weasley being the butt of all the twins joke having everyone. including his father, excluding his mother laughing at him, not withhim
Percy Weasley playing chess with Harry against Ron and losing miserably.
Percy Weasley along with Harry and Ron having a snowball fight against the twins.
Percy Weasley letting himself be dragged by his twin brothers for Christmas wearing Weasley sweaters
Percy Weasley trying to be a good prefect.
Percy Weasley taking care of Ginny and being a worrywort.
Percy Weasley being Hermione’s friend
Percy Weasley having a secretgirlfriend.
Percy locking himself in his room as he writes a letter to his parents about a dead(presumably) Ginny.
Percy Weasley asking Ron why he’s in the girls bathroom and Ron calling him atraitoryet Percy doesn’t insult Ron.
Percy keeping a close eye on Harry to ensure his safety.
Percy Weasley gambling money he doesn’t have on a match and winning
Percy Weasley running out during the Quidditch tournament along with his older brothers to protect Muggles and ending up with a bloody nose.
Percy Weasley being embarrassed by his boss calling him 'Weatherby’ and still doesn’t say shit back at him.
Percy Weasley running into the water, once again forgetting his dignity to ensure his brother is safe.
Percy Weasley being accused of not knowing his boss is a Deatheater and having to go through that alone.
Percy Weasley once again being accused of being a Ministry Spy by his father.
Percy Weasley whose family doesn’t bother to reach out to him, the only way they do so is through hate mail.
Percy Weasley trying to ensure his brother’s safety once again even though Percy doesn’t talk to anyone else.
Percy Weasley who is insulted once again in front of THE Minister by his twin brothers and sister who decide to throw mashed parsnips and never apologised for that shit because you know it’s 'funny’
Percy Weasley who is at the heart of the WAR because THE MINISTER is a Death Eater who prob killed his colleagues.
Percy Weasley who was not contacted by his brother but by his mother for his wedding.
Percy Weasley who decides to do the right thing and come back to fight in the war.
Percy Weasley who has to apologise for being a fool when all he did was follow everyone else and is always at fault and doesn’t receive an apology back by any of his family members.
Percy Weasley who is then blamed for Fred’s death.
Percy Weasley who refuses to leave Fred’s body that it scares Harry.
Percy Weasley, who is definitely the worst Weasley.ley who never put anyone in a coma. Percy Weasley who didn’t hex people just because they wanted to. Percy Weasley who never called people names(you know who), Percy Weasley who never insulted his family(except his father), Percy Weasley who never backbitched about his siblings to his friends ,Percy Weasley who never emotionally manipulated anyone, Percy Weasley who did not join the Death Eaters or spill family secrets. Percy Weasley who never hurt anyone unless they deserved it, Percy Weasley who never threw food at anyone, Percy Weasley who has haters who say that he never cared about his family and never reply when I ask what about the other Weasleys? Percy Weasley who tries to be better but cannot because no one respects him.
Percy Weasley, who is definitely the worstWeasley
That’s why he is my second favorite character ❤❤I love him so much
Will I get over the fact that Molly and Arthur decided it was a better idea to buy Percy an owl for becoming a prefect instead of buying Ron his first wand that was way safer than a hand me down wand?
No, their priorities need some fixing and this is why the weasley seniors are my least favorite weasleys.
Imagine if harry stumbled across ron and Ginny’s letters they send each other when ron went to Hogwarts.
Ginny asking excitedly if harry Potter is REALLY there and ron at first telling her excitedly that they shared a room or that harry is actually a pretty nice bloke and that he still can’t believe he chose to be Ron’s friend of all of people.
It continued until the point ron obviously got used to harry after a month or two and called him ‘just harry’ .
Harry with a grin splitting his face run downstairs where ron, Ginny and Hermione sat and rubbed the letters to their faces.
Ron and Ginny went red from blushing, Hermione shook her head affectionately and harry was just pissing himself laughing for the rest of the day even if Ron and Ginny hexed his ass off (and of course he showed their brothers and all of the weasley brothers and harry made fun of them until Ginny and Ron had enough and throwed all of them a jinx)
Ginny is the type of sister who will make fun of her brothers to anyone but the moment someone dares to say anything about anyone she will drop kick them so hard.
Also even if she’s the first to tease she’s the first to support them too.
When Bill announce he was becoming a father she made sure to be always there to help them out with decorations and shopping for the baby
When Charlie said he got a promotion at work she made sure everyone and their family knew about it.
When Percy decided to stop working at the ministry and start working as a professor at Hogwarts (history of magic) she made sure to help him out with his social skills.
When Fred and George reopened the shop after the war she tested all of their products and told them where to fix some things
When Ron got accepted as an Auror and got the first class of merlin, she cheered so loudly that she absolutely did not cry (lies).
She always gave all of them free tickets to her games, always was the one who actually made them talk about what was bothering them.
This is probably gonna seem really random, but I really love how Severus calls Tonks ‘Nymphadora’,
“There is no need to wait, Nymphadora”,
Nymphadora doesn’t even allow Remus to call her that.
“Don’t call me Nymphadora, Remus”.
I don’t know why but I just think it’s super cute that she allows him to call her that and doesn’t say anything about it (since they aren’t really that close). It just melted my heart
Perhaps it had something to do with the fact that Severus used to teach her? Severus was already the Potions Master when Tonks went to Hogwarts (if you didn’t already know). But either way, it’s still adorable to me!
He called her “Miss Tonks” once and she immediately felt like she was back in school in trouble for her pranks, so she explicitly told him to call her by her first name.
Might additionally bet on “He didn’t tolerate any name-based bullying while she was in school, so she doesn’t fear him abusing the privilege”.
I would also like to add that he definitely calls Bill - “William” and Charlie - “Charles”. And no, there’s no one who can convince me otherwise.
