Hidden Secrets {Bill Weasley}

91

"What in Merlin's name...?" Harley questioned, dropping her keys onto the coffee table. The whole house smelt like smoke and there were bin bags upon bin bags scattered around. "Will?!"  She heard coughing from the kitchen where Bill was laid on his back, an apron covered in muck and food substances.

"What happened?" Asked Harley, covering her mouth to try and withhold her laughter.

Bill groaned his hands pressing against his face. "I tried making your favourite food and treats. It was meant to be a surprise but I have done nothing but mess up."

Harley smiled at Bill, crouching down beside him and placing her hand over hers. "Thank you for your effort, but you really don't need to do anything for me."

"But I wanted to show you how much I love you." Bill whined, turning his head to look at her.

The women brushed away the hair from his face, "you don't need to do that. You do more than enough to show me that."

"But-"

"Just shush, Will, it's fine. I don't need food, even though it's lovely, I only need you. However, if you really want to show it, you can join me in a minute."

Bill sat up and leaned his head onto her shoulder, "and do what?"

"Come food shopping with me. Now that you've run us out, you should help."

Bill nodded his head, his nose brushing the crevice of her neck. "Now, go change, you can't go like that. I'll dismiss this mess and the smoke." Bill smiled appreciatively at Harley, kissing her before running off up the stairs.

Harley cleared the smoke and the mess whilst Bill showered. Their cupboards were well and truly ransacked. Sighing she removed all of the rubbish and she finished waiting for Bill who came down fresh and ready.

"So where are we heading?" Bill asked Harley, leaning over be back of the sofa and resting his chin on top of her head.

"Back to England." Harley replied, "I always go and shop there, it's easier and cheap."

"Seriously?"

"Yeah, Tesco's is my shit. I am loyal to my love, and their jam doughnuts are the bomb! Come on." She took his hand and apparated.

Landing in an alleyway, Bill cursed as he lurched forward, "Merlin, love, you could've splinched me."

"Boohoo, we could spellotape you back together." She laughed and led him into the large supermarket.

Bill had to keep himself composed as he was lead around this muggle shop, packed full with muggles with so many items he nothing about. "This is so cool!" He whispered in excitement. He reached out to a shelf and held up an item, "What's this?"

"A cup."

"What does it do?" He asked looking at it.

"What a normal cup does, Bill." She laughed taking it from him and putting it back.

She put items into the trolley, that Bill was fascinated by, and had to repeatedly explain that some items were the same in the muggle world as they are in the wizarding world.

Bill ran ahead joyfully and intrigued, pressing his hand against a packet of beef monster munch. "What is this?" He asked Harley.

"It's a type of crisp." Harley told him, putting a packet in the trolley so that he could try some. "Bill, please, I know you're excited and curious but please calm down. People are staring."

"Let them stare at my gorgeous body." Bill flipped his hair and went to walk away but Harley took hold of his hand.

"Behave." She said sternly, glaring at him. Instantly, he shut up, standing up taller as if he had been scolded by his mother. "You'd think you were a child."

"You love me though." He grinned kissing her cheek.

"Debatable."

"Debatable? Bloody debatable?! Harley Lupin, get back here...don't walk away from me!...Harls!...Ooh! What does this do?!"

"It's a regular rolling pin!" Harley yelled from the next isle, politely smiling at an older lady who eyed her weirdly. "I'm sorry for any disturbance, he's one of my charges and has difficulties, that's why we don't normally take him shopping. He's on new medication and one of the side affects happen to be him believing that everything is some sort of gadget disguised as regular items."

The old woman chuckled, "it's okay, dearie, my husband is like it too. He believes that the government is spying on him. It's why I put him in a home."

Harley simply nodded as the lady walked away, "I wish I could put him in a home right now...Bill! Put the can of tuna down and get back here!"

Bill smiled innocently at his girlfriend, placing the can back on the shelf, "I didn't know muggles had the same things as us!"

"Merlin's beard, Bill, it's not like they live on a different planet." She told him, rubbing his back, "it's okay, we all get confused, darling."

"It's just so cool!"

"I know, I know." She smiled but turned her head away mumbling, "it's really not."

"Can we get doughnuts?" Bill asked eyeing the packet. Harley nodded as Bill lifted the raspberry jam one into the trolley. "What else do we need?"

"Flour, caster sugar and bacon."

"Bacon!! Yassss!" Bill cried out, fist-bumping the air. Harley face-palmed and walked away from the man dancing in the middle of Tesco's.

She collected the items and Bill finally found her. "You left me!" He pouted, sitting down in the middle of the shop.

"Bill, get up." She sighed.

The old lady whom she had spoken to earlier, coincidently stood nearby and patted her shoulder. "I couldn't do it, dear, good on you." She smiled.

Bill furrowed his brows in confusion, his eyes turning to slits. "Get up, please." She begged him. He shook his head. "You can choose the flavour of ice-cream?"

"I scream! You scream! We all scream for ice-cream!" Bill screamed jumping up, clapping his hands.

"Right, I'm out of here." Harley walked away from him...again.

"Harls?...Harley?...And she's gone!"