Hidden Secrets {Bill Weasley}

19

The next morning Bill awoke first and quietly left the bed without waking the sleeping woman beside him. He knew something was off with her but he didn't know what. Then again it could just be her period was what he initially thought and shrugged it off, oh how wrong he is. Bill started to make some breakfast, he knew how to cook bacon. He did all he needed to do to prepare bacon sandwiches but then he was stuck. 

Did Harley have butter? 

No, she doesn't! 

He put some tomato ketchup on the bread before the bacon and then he cut the sandwiches in two, he plated them up and then flicked his wand so that the washing up was being done. He then levitated two cups of coffee he had previously made and carried the breakfast up to Harley's room. The woman was still asleep. He made sure the coffees were on the bed side table before he balanced his sandwich in his arm and used the now free hand to wake the blonde. 

Her eyes fluttered open groggily before she eventually sat up confused. "What's the time?"

"Half nine," replied Bill, "I made us some breakfast." Harley smiled as Bill passed her the sandwich and then grabbed his own coffee and went around the other side of the bed, and climbed back in and placed his coffee on the table on his side. 

"Thanks." She said and began to eat her food. "You can cook something over than toast."

"Of course, Harls, I am not useless at cooking-much." 

Harley snorted and sipped some of her coffee, "You should ask your mum to write some recipes down or something? I am not going to be around forever you know. I mean tomorrow I could decide fuck Egypt I wanna move to New Zealand, then what would you do? Stuck here, living on toast and bacon sandwiches?" 

"You wouldn't do that to me." 

"Could do, you never know," She shrugged.

Bill laughed, "If you did I would travel to yours every night for dinner." 

"Strangely I actually can see you doing that." 

The two enjoyed their breakfast before Bill flicked his wand and the plates disappeared, popping up downstairs by the sink where they washed themselves up. The pair stayed lying in bed for a few hours talking and enjoying each others presence. The sun was pouring in from the slit in the curtains and the hot morning heat felt refreshing to the pair. "Can you tell me more about your childhood?" Bill asked Harley randomly, "You've heard so much about mine, especially from my mother and father over Christmas, but still I don't know much about you." 

"What do you want to know?" Harley asked she hoped he didn't want to know too much. She didn't know how far she could stretch the truth without it being obvious. She knew one day, it would all come out but she didn't want it all to be made up and then come off as one big fat liar. Just bending the truth would be bad enough, yet she was not prepared to tell anyone about her life behind closed doors. 

"Anything." She took a deep breath racking her brain for any sort of memory she could tell without lying about anything and fortunately, she found one. 

"Well, back when I was four, I must have been staying at my cousin's for a few weeks. He had a little blow-up pool and his friends were over. I couldn't swim so I stayed sitting on the grass a little away from it in my swimsuit that my aunt had bought for me and dressed me in but I didn't get into the pool. 

Instead, I was picking the grass and making a pile of grass and using my fingers to pretend that it was a person climbing a mountain, I had a few toys out with me like a stuffed dragon. Needless to say, the dragon came along and started 'attacking' the mountain climber and I was just playing around like any normal four year old until James, my cousin's friend called me and I looked up. 

He asked if I wanted to join them in this blow-up pool, I shook my head but Peter one of the others asked me to come in too. I shook my head again and Remus, my cousin, got out and walked over to me asking why. I told him I couldn't swim and grinned and picked me up and I started kicking and screaming thinking he would throw me in. However, he didn't, he carefully climbed back in, keeping hold of me and then sat down so I was stood on his legs. 

Then Sirius, his other friend, started showing me how to kick my legs and move my arms. Remus held a hand under my body, on my stomach keeping me on the surface of the water as I attempted to swim. It was horrible, I kept going under the water and choking on it because I didn't hold my breath. 

After about an hour I got the hang of it. The four boys sat at the other side of the pool and I started to swim over to them but half way I messed up and started going under but Peter grabbed me and helped me, but he wasn't the strongest and I was kicking and punching because I was panicking and stuff so it was difficult to hold onto me, so James swam over and helped, he calmed me down and helped me the rest of the way. 

Over the course of the week, when the boys were staying they helped me for a little bit each day until I finally nailed it properly. From then on I could swim fine. All because of them."

"That's quite a story, they sound like great people," Bill smiled. 

"They all were, back then anyway."Harley nodded. 

Bill shot her a confused glance, "What do you mean?" 

"James is James Potter and you know what happened to him, along with Peter, Peter Pettigrew. Then Sirius, aka Sirius Black, who I would never have thought would do what he did. Afterall, I always thought him, Remus and James were brothers, Peter kind of tagged along, to be honest. If anyone was going to betray them, I thought it would be Peter. I know that sounds mean but I do think that. He was lovely but he wasn't exactly in that brotherhood that Remus, James, and Sirius had."

"I get what you mean, Harls, but people change. I've changed, you've changed, plus we don't know what was going through his mind at the time. Besides, with his family's track record, it's not surprising that he turned out like that."

"What are you saying?"Harley asked. 

"The apple doesn't fall far from the tree, most kids turn out just like their parents." 

Harley's stomach did a flip. 

Would she turn out like her mum and dad?