Hidden Secrets {Bill Weasley}

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"So you are meeting Belle?" Bill asked her as he gave her shoulders a rub.

"It seems so. Uncle Lyall has demanded that dad and she move in with him, one to get to know Belle better and probably to make sure Remus is okay. He's been alone for so many years, it's a wonder how he hasn't gone insane." Harley replied pushing Bill's hands off of her shoulders and spinning around on the sofa to see him. "How can you be so annoyingly annoying?"

"Annoyingly annoying? How am I?"

Harley sighed, "I don't know."

Bill scoffed, "You're so weird, honestly, sassy and weird."

"I get it from genetics." Harley quipped, flinging her hair over her shoulder and nuzzling herself into Bill's chest.

"Your parents?"

It was Harley's turn to scoff, "please, they were about as sassy and weird as a brick. I get it from Grandpa Lupin, Grandpa Lucipher, You can tell he and Grandma Bernadette liked names with 'L' but anyway, apparently Grandpa Lucipher was very sassy and witty. Uncle Lyall used to tell me stories about him and always said I was like him. He died before I was born so I don't know myself, but I trust Uncle Lyall and what he says so it must be true."

"Woah, okay, more family. That's going to be hard to remember. So Lorcan was your father, Lyall is your uncle and Lucipher was your grandfather. Hope was your aunt, Anna was your mother and Bernadette was your grandmother. Remus is your cousin and his daughter Belle is also your cousin?" Bill reiterated.

"Please, that's a walk in the park, your family is massive! How I'm going to manage to remember all of them is going to be hard!"

"Well you know my siblings and my parents, then you have Great Aunt Muriel, who isn't the kindest of people, you have..."

Harley listened as Bill listed off many family members including those who were dead. Her brain felt like it had turned into mush, clobbered with names and relations to the point where she was so confused she though Ron was his great aunt and Gideon was his sister.

Bill managed to notice the confusion in her face and stopped. Her face was a contortion of confusion and flabbergastation, "you have an grandmother called Percy?! Wicked!" She exclaimed.

Shaking his head he shook the woman in his arms until her eyes showed that she was back to earth and not away with the fairies. "Woah! What just happened?"

"That my darling, was what I would call a brain fart." Bill sniggered brushing her hair out of her face. "Mixed with a little bit of brain diarrhoea!"

Her nose scrunched up in disgust and she began to rub her temples. "I have a stonking headache now."

"That's just brain constipation." Bill smirked poking her nose, "Anway, you're meeting Belle? When?"

"In the summer, duh."

He rolled his eyes bringing her into a headlock giving her a noogie, "I gathered that, but when? Before or after the World Cup?"

Harley gasped, "I forgot about that! The World Cup! Ireland versus Bulgaria the game of the century! Krum is the youngest seeker in a national team ever-what?"

"We've already had this discussion."

She slumped in Bill's hold, "would it hurt to have it again?"

"Yes." Bill nodded, not even thinking about his answer as he continued to rub her head like he used to do to his brothers and occasionally Ginny, but she kicked, bit and punched much harder than their brothers so he didn't tend to do it to her.

"William..."

"No?"

"Good answer, now release please." She patted his head awkwardly.

Bill whined, "but I don't wanna!"

"And I don't want to have to hurt you but I will." Harley stated and Bill released her almost instantly. Despite not being in a headlock, he continued to rub her head.

"I may be a bitch sometimes but I'm not actually a dog!"

Bill smirked, continuing the rubbing motion on her head. Harley tried to move away but found her trapped beneath Bill's ("abnormally") long and heavy legs. She grunted in annoyance and tired pushing both his legs off and his hands away. Neither was working according to plan.

"Bill!" She groaned, "I'm due on my period and I think I've started to leak. I don't have a pad on!"

Bill stopped straight away, his face heating up. Harley giggled to herself, "so easy." She said to him. "I have got a pad on."

Bill was pissed. He grumbled, crossing his arms and looked away from her. "You're so mean to me! It's not funny! Stop laughing! Harley!"

"I'll stop laughing when you look at me." She told him.

"Nope!" He craned his neck further away from her resulting in the woman using her usual tactic of sitting on him.

"Ow!" She cried out.

"What?" Bill asked her, his head spinning to look at her.

"I think I have something in my eye!" She said her hand covering her right eye.

"Hopefully a map because I keep getting lost in them." Bill told her.

"Smoooooth!" Harley laughed, "but seriously, can you take a look, it really hurts!"

Bill nodded and she took her hand away from her eye. Bill leaned closer to her face and searched her eye not expecting her to blow in his face. He jumped back in shock, Harley nearly falling off of his lap but thankfully she pressed her thighs against his legs tighter stoping herself from toppling over.

"Yet again! Unfair!" Bill exclaimed.

Harley grinned in triumph, her fists pumping the air, "I gotcha twice!"

"You'll pay for all of this Harley Beatrix Lupin!" Bill exclaimed holding her waist, pushing her up along with his body, holding her in the air.

"What you going do, Baby toe?"

"NOT THIS AGAIN!" Bill cried carrying her upstairs, pushing the bedroom door open. He threw her onto the bed and crawled on top of her. He attached his lips to hers in a hungry, passionate kiss. Mid kiss he reached up and picked up a pillow. Pulling away he didn't give her time to even breathe before a pillow hit her in the face. "HA!"

Harley raised her knee kicking him off of the bed and launching the rest of the pillows at him. Bill was a pile on the floor with pillows on top of him as Harley leaned over and tickled him. "HA!" She mimicked him, as he rolled around the floor crying with laughter, literally.

"Stop!"

Harley didn't. Not until Bill literally threw up their roast dinner on her.

"Gross!" She cried standing up.

"Payback."