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The Yule Ball- Bill Weasley x Reader

Warnings: Jealousy, some minor British cursing, shoving, and mentions of brusing, and some hot n heavy stuff at the end. Friend, in the beginning, is made up, and so is the Ravenclaw Bill gets jealous of.

Tonight was the Yule Ball, and Y/N could feel the nervousness creeping it's way up her spine. She sighed and pulled her shoulders back, continuing to work on her hair. She really wanted to impress her boyfriend, Bill Weasley tonight. Their relationship had been hidden for a few years, everyone just assuming they were just good friends.

Y/N fiddled with her hair one final time before standing up making way over to where her dress was hanging. The dress was a lust green that complimented her fair/medium/dark skin, and it followed the theme of the slytherin house color.

Y/N slipped on the dress, zipping it up behind her back, and slipping on her shoes. She walked past the mirror one last time to check out her reflection one last time before walking out into the mainly empty common room. None of her friends were there and Bill was supposed to meet her just before the ball entrance, so she made her way to the ballroom.

Butterflies settled in her stomach upon hearing the loud chatter coming from the ballroom. She walked down the long hallway, and neared the staircase. She took a deep breath, making her way down the stairs. She saw the back of Bill's head, his ginger hair combed nicely. He wore a nice suit, and he chatted away with one of his fellow Gryffindor's.

Y/N walked up behind him, reaching her hand up to tap lightly on one of his broad shoulders. Bill turned around, his brows furrowed until he saw it was Y/N. Y/N shyly smiled and he returned a large one in return. He looked to his friend, "Thank you James, but my date has arrived. Have a good night." Bill linked him arm with Y/N's and they walked through the ballrooms entrance, Bill glanced down slightly at Y/N, "You look beautiful tonight, as always."

Y/N smiled, looking at his nicely pressed suit and his red and yellow tie, also supporting his house colors,"You look rather nice too William." Bill shook his head at Y/N using his full name and they came to sit at a table. Y/N sat and looked around the room, her hands coming to rub at her thighs nervously, Bill grabbed one her hands halting her movements.

"Love, don't be nervous I'm here with you." Bill raised her hand, lifting it to press a small kiss on her knuckles. Y/N smiled at him, looking over to the group of dancing teens near the center of the room, Bill followed her gaze and squeezed her hand slightly, "Do you want to dance?"

Y/N softly laughed, and laced her fingers with his, and stood, "I thought you'd never ask." The two made their way towards the center of the room where people were dancing. The song changed from an upbeat one to a slow song came on and Bill smiled slightly, he leaned down, his lips close to Y/N's ear, "Just in time."

The two began to slow dance, the distance between their bodies short, but they weren't too close to not arise any suspicion. When the song ended, they pulled away and Bill looked at Y/N, "I'm gonna go grab a drink, you want one?" Y/N nodded and Bill made his way over to the punch table, and Y/N pushed her way through the crowd, moving to stand waiting just outside of the throng of people.

"Y/N is that you?" Y/N turned to see her old friend Richard from Ravenclaw. He was decked out in navy blue suit that complimented his brown eyes. He made his way to Y/N.

"Richard?" asked Y/N, smiling slightly. Richard now stood in front of her, his eyes scanning over her dress. "I didn't expect to see you here."

Richard laughed softly, his hands coming up to adjust his black tie, "I had to come here, and I'm glad I came especially since I get to see my favorite girl all dressed up." Y/N smiled, a tad uncomfortable. "Care to dance?"

"Uh, no thank you, I'm actually waiting-" "Nonsense, come on." Richard's hand wrapped around Y/N's wrist, tugging her back in the direction of dancing teenagers. Y/N's hand came up to try and tug his fingers off, but Richard's fingers only grew tighter, which would surely leave a bruise.

"Richard please-" "And just what do you think you're doing?" Y/N turned to see Billy, who was glaring at Richard. The cups of punch that were previously within his grasp now set at and empty table.

"Taking the girl to dance, you got a problem?" Asked Richard, his finger's leaving Y/N's wrist and her fingers came up to rub her sore skin.

"Yeah I do have a problem, she's my date, not yours." Bill hissed, his hands coming out to pull Y/N closer. Y/N's hand grasped his, squeezing it to tell him that she was there.

"Well, you left her alone, so I went for it. I don't see the problem." Richard said, his hands crossing over his chest and his chest puffing out, to show confidence and cockiness.

"I suggest you stay in line you bellend." Y/N tried to pull Bill away from the situation since people were beginning to stare now.

"What did you just call me you bloody carrot top?" Asked Richard, stepping closer to Bill, his finger pushing at Bill's chest.

"Bill let's go, come on." Y/N began tugging Bill away and Richard followed, always a step behind.

"You're really gonna let this munter tell you what to do?" Richard seethed, and the crowd forming gasped. Billy planted his feet firmly, and fought to keep himself from being tugged away by his girlfriend. Bill let go of Y/N's hand, he turned to Richard, his hands coming up to shove Richard harshly. Y/N ran between them, her hands resting on Bill's chest as he heaved.

"Bill he's not worth it, go." Y/N pushed Bill out of the crowd, out of the ballroom and towards the hallway just before the staircase. Bill rested against a wall, his fists clenched so hard his knuckles were white. "We should've just gone, you're surely going to get into trouble now." Y/N sighed. Bill looked at her noticing her troubled expression and how her arms were crossed over her chest tightly.

"Are you upset with me?" His tone was much softer than it was back in the ballroom, back to regular ole' Bill. Y/N looked at him, her expression still tight and displeased. His arms reached out and Y/N slowly walked into them. He wrapped her tightly in his embrace and kissed the top of her head.

Bill pulled away and gently took her with him outside into the empty, dark courtyard. They were hidden in the shadows of the building and a tree. Bill grabbed the back of her head gently and pressed his lips to hers. One of her hands came to rest on his jaw, the other on his chest. The kissing grew more sloppy overtime, and Y/N pulled away to catch her breath while Bill continued to kiss down her jaw and down her neck. Her fingers threaded through his hair, and she tugged it lightly, causing him to moan into the soft flesh on her neck.

Y/N grabbed his head and pulled him towards her lips again, the two meeting in a searing kiss. After finishing their small make out session Bill pulled away and held Y/N under the moonlight, her hurt wrist in his hand as he rubbed it slowly. Y/N turned to him, "I love you Bill, and there's no need to get jealous cause I only have eyes for you."

Bill's hand ran up the side of her face to brush a stray hair out of her eyes, he leaned forward, pressing a kiss to her temple before pulling away and looking at her lovingly, "I love you too my dear." His hand brushed her cheek.