Harry Potter One Shots And Imagines II

Bill Weasley- Promise: Part 2 (h)

You honestly couldn't believe that Bill and Fleur had split up, but as you thought more about it on the beach with Bill it made sense.

As much as both Molly and Fleur tried the two of them just couldn't get on very well, and Fleur had always struggled with how close you were with Bill.

A part of you thought she'd figured out about your crush on Bill, that you'd had for years, but everyone noticed how you'd tried to take a step back from Bill since he'd started going out with Fleur.

Bill wasn't having it though and he'd made it clear that you weren't going anywhere so you didn't need to disappear from his life just because of Fleur and that was that.

Eventually you snapped out of your thoughts and realised how cold you were.

"Let's get inside, it's freezing out," you shivered for full effect making Bill laugh.

Keeping his arm around your shoulder Bill walked the two of you back up to the cottage.

Once you were inside you made yourself comfortable one the sofa whilst Bill went to make the two of you a cup of tea.

As you looked around the living room, the mantelpiece that used to be filled with photos of Bill and Fleur now only held photos of his family along with you and Bill from last Christmas that you didn't even realise existed.

You moved to look at it properly and then felt Bill's presence next to you, you accepted the mug from him whilst still looking at the photo.

The two of you were sat on the sofa, both with your Weasley jumpers on and you were asleep with your head in Bill's lap whilst Bill was reading the book, he got that Christmas as he ran his hand through your hair.

"Who took this?" you asked.

Bill smiled at the photo. "Ginny took it, she owled it to me on Boxing Day as another Christmas present as she put it."

You couldn't help but smile at the thoughtfulness of Ginny. "I can't believe how close we look."

"It shows how close we actually are, that's what Fleur decided to yell at me anyway."

"Don't tell me she flipped over this?" you questioned, instantly feeling guilty for being so close with Bill.

He shrugged, motioning for you both to move to sit on the sofa. "She wasn't happy that Ginny had sent it to me."

You nodded but stayed silent which Bill noticed.

"Y/N, you don't need to think anything negative of this," he reassured you. "Fleur just overreacted."

Shaking your head, you sighed and then took a sip of your drink. "I know we've always been close Bill but it's not fair to make your wife upset over it."

"Ex-wife."

You shot a playful glare his way. "You know that's not my point."

Shrugging again, Bill put his arm around your shoulder. "How about we repeat Christmas this year? But as a couple, not as friends."

The shock was evident on your face at Bill's suggestion. "You've just gotten divorced!"

He chuckled. "Officially yes, but we've been separated since September."

You sighed but looked into his eyes for any hint of joking but when you didn't see it and you only saw sincerity you were surprised.

"I'm being serious Y/N/N," he told you gently. "No need for your soul searching today."

Smiling you realised that he was actually being serious with you. "Why are you saying this?"

"Because ever since Fleur left, after the war I've just wanted to be around you," he admitted. "When you got injured in the final battle all I can remember is Fred and George pacing like mad because they didn't know if you were going to be okay, and I felt like that on the inside – I felt like a caged animal," you saw the smile at his reference to his small furry problem. "Every time Fleur came near me; I shook her off and I could tell that upset her."

You still stayed silent, wanting to let Bill get everything out.

"And then when she left, I took all the photos down and found the one of us and I just couldn't help staring at it – I remember that happening, I remember you falling asleep on me and it just felt right."

"I've had a crush on you for years Bill, but you seemed so happy with Fleur," you told him. "And all I wanted was for you to be happy."

He reached out to intertwine his fingers with yours. "You make me happy."

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Written by Hannah.