Hidden Secrets {Bill Weasley}

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Bill sent off Ginger with two packages towards Hogwarts for Fred and George whose birthday was today. harley was writing some notes on what she had found out about the Pollards as Bill then sat beside her. He glanced over her shoulder, wrapping an arm around her shoulder. "How did you get your handwriting so neat?"

"Practice, it was atrocious until I was ten when I sat there for weeks writing different words and letters in order to make it neater," Harley replied, dipping her quill into some ink.

Bill laughed, "You must have had a lot of free time."

"I did. I was homeschooled and an only child, life was pretty boring when I wasn't in my own world." She said, "You must have had a blast with so many siblings. I sometimes wish I had an older brother who would push me into the mud and play fight with me."

"Why not a sister?"

"Are you crazy? Me having a sister would be a nightmare, I prefer rough and tumble crap instead of that make-up for fun and dress up games."

Bill shook his head, "Not all sisters are like that. At least, Ginny isn't. That could be because of having so many brothers, who knows? Although sometimes having siblings isn't the most amazing thing in the world, I mean I love mine but at times they can be really annoying. And being the oldest has it's bad side as well, it's like I have to be perfect otherwise I'd get blamed if the others follow my lead, or like it's my job to worry about them twenty-four-seven and if I am not thinking about them it's bad."

"I don't think that is what is meant to happen, maybe you're just feeling like that due to the recent circumstances. It's okay to not have them on your mind all of the time, you have your own life, it's only natural. At least I think, I'm not great at this stuff am I?" She laughed awkwardly, rubbing her nose with her quill. 

"I think you're great at it actually. You are very wise for someone so young, Harls. Anyway, why is it so specific for having an older brother?"

Harley shrugged, "I don't know, I think I'd just prefer it to be fair, it does seem as if it is pretty cool, I know Charlie used to love it in school." 

Bill nodded and stood up after she had finished her work. He took the dishes from the table and set them in the sink so that he could use magic to clean them. He grabbed his water bottle and tossed Harley hers before shoving his keys into his pocket. "You ready to go or do you need to stop off at yours and grab anything?" 

"I'm fully set." Replied the blonde sipping on her water and heading towards the door. "Heard anything else from your parents?"

"Nah, but I suppose they're just busy, Dad working mum doing mum stuff and yeah. What about you? Have you heard anything from your parents?"Bill asked linking his fingers with hers. 

She shook her head, "I heard from Remus though. He asked if I could visit one day, I was thinking about going Friday when I have the day off, but I'll see if Roger wants me to work been as I had yesterday off with you."

"You didn't have to, Harley, I would have been okay."

"I had no choice, Roger wasn't letting me disagree with him, I was going to cover your work as well so that we wouldn't be behind but he assured me everything would be dandy. You are okay, aren't you?" Harley turned to Bill stopping them in the middle of the usual dirt road. "It is a lot to take in."

"Love, I'm fine. Yeah, it is a lot but I am an adult, I can handle it. You've helped me a lot and I am grateful for you being there, but honestly, I am just fine. Now let's get to work before we are late." He dipped his head and kissed her quickly before pulling away and leading her towards the pyramids only dropping her hand as the loomed closer to the entrance. They greeted Roger and Asa before glancing at the sheets on their tables. "I'm off to Pyramid B, south side." He said to his girlfriend who nodded. 

"I am too," Harley stated grabbing some gloves and some material bags to place items in. "C'mon, Will." 

* * * 

"Harley!" Hissed Bill from one side of the tomb. "Don't hate me, but can you come here please?"

Harley placed the object she was working on, on a stone table before joining Bill who was looking up at a hole big enough for a small adult to fit into. "What's up?"

"Can you go up there for me, I will not fit." He grinned sheepishly pointing his wand towards the hole. She scoffed and rolled her eyes before looking at him expectantly. "What?"

"Can you give me a leg up then?"Bill nodded and linked his fingers together so she could place a foot in his hands and he thrust her up towards the ceiling. Harley grasped the stone inside of the hole and hauled herself into it. "Lumos." Lighting up her wand, she glanced around to see some golden objects. "Get ready to catch!"

She passed down each item and turned around before screaming in fear. Ten sets of glowing eyes stared at her in the dark. "Harls?"

"Bill, please get me down." She whimpered edging back towards the hole and dropping her legs down it. Puzzled, Bill clutched onto her legs and helped her out of the hole and held onto her tightly. 

"What's wrong?" He asked her. 

"Eyes, they're eyes up there. Bat eyes." She stuttered clutching onto him. She screamed once more as they swooped out of the hole screeching and flapping their wings around the tomb. Harley wouldn't stop even though Bill held onto her. "Bill!" She cried and ran out of the tomb.

Bill followed her out and the bats followed him and flew away from the pyramid. Harley's breathing was quick and her hands were shaking, tears falling from her eyes and running down her rosy cheeks. "It's okay, they're gone."He hushed her softly wrapping his arms around her body. "Are you scared of bats?" Harley nodded not looking up from his chest. "But you lived in a castle for seven years with a heck load of ghosts and there were bats there too."

"The bats were nowhere near me then! And I am not scared of ghosts or castles!"

"Why would you be scared of castles?"

"I'm not!"