Hidden Secrets {Bill Weasley}

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A/n- HAPPY NEW YEAR! We are nearly 20k omggggg!!! Also in the latest chapters (C.60+) of Afraid, you can see lil' Harley with the marauders. 

"How much stuff do you actually have?" Harley questioned as Bill piled it up outside their house, Harley bringing it into the house. It was a very slow, built up conveyor belt. "I swear you had only a few bags when you arrived."

"Undetectable extension charms, love." Bill replied tapping his forehead, "Besides, I probably have less than you!"

Harley rolled her eyes and continued to levitate all of his belongings into the house where they were piled up in the living room. Her back was turned from the door as she placed a box down, before jumping slightly as Bill snuck up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. "I'll be back, I need to pee." He kissed her cheek and ran off up the stairs. She finished bringing everything into the house once Bill returned. "We're done." Bill smiled as he noticed all boxes were inside. 

He shut the door and walked over to the boxes. Flicking his wand at each box the items went into a respected place for them, his bedding going into the cupboard and some utensils and decorative pots went into the kitchen. The pair collapsed onto the sofa once everything was done. "Welcome home." The woman said to Bill. 

"Thank you, I hope you enjoy my presence." He winked as she crawled on top of him and straddled him. "Er-what are you doing?" Bill showed a hint of worry in his voice as he stared at her in shock and a hint of confusion, similar to how he acted when she first straddled him to get him to agree to play muggle chess. She poked her cheek, a smile forming on her lips as her eyes never left hers. 

"Your pwetty."She said in a child-like voice, "Very, very pwetty." 

Bill nibbled at his lip, a habit that he seemed to have adopted off of her. She was very close to him and only in sorts and a loose top. He subconsciously glanced down at her breasts before looking back at her eyes which were boring into him. Her thumb brushed across his cheekbones and then moved into his hair, swiping it back, tucking it behind his ears. Harley's head then dipped down onto his shoulder, her arms wrapping around his neck bringing the pair into a hug. Bill snaked his arms around her body leaning his head on hers muttering, "You're weird, you know that?" She didn't reply. "Harls, are you okay?"

She nodded, "Do you know what day it is? It's exactly a year since you arrived."

Bill smiled, "You remember the day I came to Egypt?"

"Yup, it was the day a sexy-arsed bean and I got squashed and confined between two walls in a very small passageway of a tomb." She giggled tightening her arms, "It's also the anniversary of the day that we both got accepted onto the Quidditch team at school."

Harley raised her head up, "How'd you remember that?"

"It was one of the happiest days of my life, I am not going to forget that." She stated and tried to climb off of Bill, but he held onto her so that she couldn't. "Don't you want food? It's lunchtime."

Her boyfriend smirked and let her go smacking her arse as she stood up. She left to go into the kitchen and made sandwiches for both of them and returning minutes later, sitting beside him on the sofa handing him his lunch. "Thank you." Bill grinned and began to eat. "Love, when is your birthday? I don't think I asked before."

" December 26th, boxing day in other words." 

"Why didn't you say last year?"

"I didn't actually remember it had been my birthday until the new year started. Anyway, you haven't told me your birthday? We're literally even, hun."

Bill shrugged, "Fair enough. Mines before yours. November 29th."

Harley narrowed her eyes jestingly, "How dare you be older than me." She said pointing at him, a sandwich in her hand. Bill smiled smugly before biting her sandwich. "Hey!" She exclaimed before taking a bite of his sandwich, ha!" 

The couple kept messing around until they finished eating then the seriousness set in. Bill asked Harley about what she did the days that she returned to England when his family was visiting. She had to explain everything she did otherwise Bill would be confused. In the end, she had vowed that the only time she would return there would be with Bill and out of complete necessity. "Living together is going to be great." Stated Bill as he and Harley just sat doing nothing. "I can just see it, waking up every day with you in my arms, all day together at work all night together, this is going to be so fun!" He practically squealed. Harley's eyes widened as he pulled her up to her feet and spun her around. "Can you put music on from your muggle phone?"

"I don't know can I?" 

"Oi, cheeky, just put the damn music on," Bill said. 

"Demanding," Harley muttered pressing shuffle on her music and throwing her phone onto the sofa. A slow song came on and Bill pulled her into him, his hands on her waist and hers around his shoulders. They swayed to the music Harley muttering the lyrics, Bill watching her fondly. Her head dropped onto his chest and he held her close. "Merlin's beard we are acting very old."

"Not old, retro." Bill stated, "It's nice."

Harley snorted, "Whatever you say, old or retro, so many people would call us boring."

"Why are you worrying about what others think of us? Harley, I promise you, the only opinion that matters about us is ours. So what if we like sitting around reading, going to work, dancing in our living room, playing chess, cards or simply talking. To us, it isn't boring, and that's all that matters." Bill kissed her head, "And I think it is fucking amazing."

"It's sort of weird though, isn't it? How we both have piercings, you wear your hair in a ponytail, I wear leather jackets if anything we'd look like the type of people to go to a muggle rock music concert rather than do what we actually do." Harley laughed shaking her head. 

"Yes but we look bloody hot doing what we do. I don't see any point to your argument so shut up and kiss me, gorgeous."

Harley did as she was told, not even thinking about it.