#william weasley

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. 

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Ever notice how Sean from RD2 looks like Domhnall Gleeson? I literally thought he must’ve done the mocap for Sean. Plus their both Irish! I was wrong. So what the hell happened?