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"How could you have lost her?" said the familiar voice of a man angrily. "She saw you with him, did she not?"
"She did! I have no idea how she just forgave him so suddenly," another familiar voice, a woman, said.
"You said they were apart for well over two weeks. That was plenty of time to find her," the man said.
"I searched everywhere, she was nowhere in England," the woman argued.
"Well now they're back together, and you know we can't take her as long as she's attached to him."
"Perhaps it would not be a problem if I had been assigned to do this with a wizard who isn't scared of some blood traitor," she said.
"I am not afraid of him, sister," he said firmly. "The Dark Lord wants the Seer. Whatever it takes."
When Isabelle woke up, Bill was still asleep next to her. He had rolled over so his back was toward her, and she knew it was because holding her all night in the same position was starting to hurt him a bit. She wrapped her arms around him and buried her face into his back, and after a moment she felt him lace her hand in his.
"You okay?" Bill asked quietly.
Isabelle nodded against his back, deciding not to tell him about what she heard in her dream to not worry him, especially as it was already starting to slip away from her memory.
"I love you," Bill said.
"I love you, too," Isabelle mumbled, holding him tighter until they both fell back asleep.
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December was only days away from its end, and the New Year was quickly approaching. One of those days, Isabelle had promised to take Hermione and Ginny to find their bridesmaids' dresses, as well as Penelope. Fleur would also be accompanying them, since Isabelle was letting her do Isabelle's hair and makeup and she valued Fleur's opinion in things such as that. She decided they would wait until the Easter holiday to get things for Eleanor and Lee.
Bill and Isabelle arrived at the Burrow later in the morning one day between the two holidays, and they found Ginny and Hermione still in bed upstairs, enjoying sleeping in during their break.
"So, what will you be doing all day, Bill?" Molly asked as the three of them sat at the kitchen table and drank the tea she'd made.
"I was going to go visit Fred and George at the shop while Isabelle's gone and hope to get some sort of progress out of them for the wedding," Bill said.
"I'm sure they will really appreciate the visit," Molly said. "They're quite proud of the shop."
"I know, Mum," Bill said. "I'm proud of them, but don't tell them that."
"Well, we should probably hurry and get the girls moving if we're to be there in time," Molly said.
Bill glanced over at Isabelle, who was fidgeting a bit with her hands.
"Actually, Molly, I talked to my mum and I told her I would really like for it all to be a surprise on the day of the wedding, and I was hoping to surprise you, too," Isabelle said a little nervously.
"Oh..." Molly said. "Well, if it really means a lot to you, then I'm happy to be included with your parents."
"You know I've always thought of you as another mother," Isabelle said.
"Thank you, Isabelle," Molly smiled.
When Ginny and Hermione were finally ready to go, Bill had already left for Diagon Alley and Isabelle was grateful that he knew little about the dress shops there, since she knew how curious he was about her plans for her wedding dress.
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Say You Won't Let Go || Bill Weasley
Fanfiction*An edited, rewritten version is currently being slowly published by chapter on AO3 @ accio_weasleys * "I'm so in love with you and I hope you know Darling your love is more than worth it's weight in gold" Isabelle Clarke, a Gryffindor muggle-born...