Harry Potter One Shots And Imagines

Bill Weasley- Injury (c)

As soon as you had been told that Bill was in the hospital, you had made your way there instantly. When you reached his room, Molly was sat outside, teary eyed.

"Molly, what happened? Where is everybody?" You asked frantically.

"Y/N dear, Arthur took the others home. They wanted to be here for their brother but they need food and rest," she explained.

"So do you Molly. Not to be too forward, but you look terrible. Have you slept? Have you been eating?" You questioned, wanting to make sure your future mother-in-law wasn't in too much trouble in not taking care of herself.

She shook her head softly. "Don't worry about me dear. You are here for him."

Your thoughts went straight back to your fiancé, whom you didn't know the state of currently.

"How is he?" You asked, your voice cracking as you attempted to not cry. "Is he... is he..."

"No dear. He is alive. He is better, a lot better than he was. I think it is best if he explains. You can go see him if you'd like," Molly smiled weakly. As you went to walk through the door, she grabbed hold of your wrist stopping you in your tracks. "But be warned. He has damage to his face."

You nodded hesitantly. Molly let go of your wrist as you pushed the door open, not quite sure what was going to be there. In the closest hospital bed, lie the redhead you were in love with. He was conscious, which was always a good sign.

"Bill?" Your weak voice called.

"Y/N," he smiled, but winced in pain. "You came."

Approaching his bed, you clasped his hand in yours, unable to do anything to help him, but needing to be there for him in any way that you could.

"As soon as I heard about you being here I came. What happened love? Are you going to be okay?" You whispered, not having the ability to raise your voice any more than that.

He moved his over hand to rest on top of those that surrounded his other.

"I'm fine. I'm better than fine now that you are here," he said rubbing his thumb over you hand. "Don't worry about what happened. I'm just happy you are here now."

"That's nonsense William. I need to know that you are okay, and how am I supposed to know you are okay if I don't know what happened," your words become accompanied by tears.

Bill squeezed your hand encouragingly.

"This isn't a time fitting the use of my full name," he chuckled lightly. "It's nothing really. Just a bit of a scuffle with a werewolf."

Your heart jumped into your throat. A werewolf? How could he be so light hearted about something like this?

"Your face? Did it..." you trailed off, gesturing to the bandages on your fiancés cheek.

Was he a werewolf now? Were you about to be marrying a werewolf? You loved Bill dearly and something of the sort wouldn't change that but you were going to need some time to wrap your head around the matter if that was the case.

"He scratched me. They will be permanent. It's okay if you want to leave you know. I'm sure you don't want to marry me now I'm disfigured," he shrugged weakly.

"Don't be an idiot Weasley. I love you. I love you so much you idiot, and you appearance won't change that. But I do need to know whether you are now... are you?"

"I don't know. My Mother said she'd get in contact with Remus Lupin, see if he knows anything. But if he doesn't then we'll just have to wait until the next full moon. I doubt it though. Are you sure you want to stick around?" He said softly.

You leaned forward, resting your hand gently to his chin attempting to avoid his injuries as you leaned in to kiss him. You couldn't help the pitiful smile fall onto your lips as you pulled away looking at him. He looked rough, and you hated to see him in pain; although you knew he'd never admit it you knew he wasn't doing as well as he claimed.

"You can't get rid of me that easily."

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Written by Charlotte