Warnings: mainly a huge amount of fluff, but there are mentions of feeling inadequate. Mentions of dUmbridge. Light swearing.
Bill Weasley
House: Any
Blood: AnyBill had always been the quietest and most levelheaded person in his family, and he tended to keep his thoughts to himself, so it was a bit hard to know what he was thinking most of the time. You loved the mystery of him, but sometimes you just needed to know what was going on in his mind.
Like the time you caught him sitting at your coffee table, staring out the window, seemingly lost in thought.
"Whatcha thinkin' about?" You asked, handing him a cup of freshly brewed tea.
He smiled that soft, comforting smile of his. The one that made your heart flutter. "Just about life... about you."
You raised your eyebrows, wondering how you and life in general went together. "Oh yeah? And what do you think of me?" You asked playfully, moving to sit on his lap and stare out the window along with him. He wrapped an arm around your waist to secure you.
He brushed a piece of your hair behind your ear and placed a soft kiss on your cheek, filling you with warmth. "I'm was just thinking that you're the best thing that's ever happened to me and I love you more than life itself," he said.
You swore you could've died right there in his arms, and you struggled to keep a grin from taking over your face. You turned your head to meet his loving gaze, practically swooning. "I love you too, Bill," you whispered before meeting his lips in a sweet kiss.Fred Weasley
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