Hidden Secrets {Bill Weasley}

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In the tomb of Barnabys Giovanni, where Harley managed to get Bill to confess what was troubling him only a little while into their relationship. She was alone and cleaning the artefacts kept within it when her thoughts began to drown her.

She somewhat hoped that Bill would try to contact her and would take her back. She yearned for him, for his touch, his hugs, his kisses, his laughter, just him in general but deep down she believed that it was all in the past and would stay there. In a week Remus and Tonks would be married and she would probably have to face him at the wedding. Harley had no doubt that Bill would have no trouble getting a new girlfriend and she wanted to push the thought of him already having a new one from her mind but it was too prominently stuck their like gum on the underside of a school desk.

Asa and Dylan had already decided on what Harley would be wearing to the wedding because they knew that if they didn't she would have probably slummed it in a loose t-shirt and jeans with matted hair and tearstained cheeks, considering that was her attire of late. Truth be told, if it wasn't for the fact that the wedding was Remus' Harley would have bailed and decided not to go but she couldn't. Not to Remus of all people.

Roger, Asa and Dylan didn't like the thought of leaving Harley alone, even in her own home because they could see just how broken she was but they also knew that she was strong enough to handle it. It took a lot of arguing for Harley to be allowed to work alone in the tomb and even then they yearned to check on her every five minutes but fought the urge and continued with their own work. (Dylan was writing a tomb inspired story and was allowed to chills round on the base for inspiration).

"So, who broke up with who?"

Harley looked up from her work to see Stupid Suzy leaning against the wall, fiddling with her wand.

"Excuse me?" Harley asked slightly taken back by her sudden presence.

"You heard me."

"Yes, but I failed to hear who gave you the idea that it was any of your business."

Suzy scoffed and shook her head, "I'll take that as he broke up with you. I thought he would, after all, you're not exactly his type."

"His type? And how would you know his type?"

"Oh, honey, I know more about that man then you think. I even know more about yourself and your little family than you realise." Suzy flicked her eyebrow up and down and clenched her jaw momentarily.

"Stalker much."

"Touchy touchy! Anyone would think mummy and daddy didn't love you and you ended up obsessed with the first person to show you some kind of love."

"You don't no ought!"

"You practically confirmed it there, Harliana, darling. If it wasn't the case you'd laugh and tell me how wrong I am. But you didn't. You didn't deny any of it. It's such a sad life you lead, Harliana. You have everyone fooled and wrapped around your little finger, Roger does anything at a drop of a hat for you, Asa worships you, Dylan does too. And William, well, he probably wanted you for your body more than anything." Harley shook her head and continued with her work. There was no way that she was going to let the likes of Suzy taunt her like this when she didn't know anything between Bill and her. "I know about Xavier Hughes and what he tried to do to you. You think Roger and Asa were able to cover it up that easily? How he tried taking your clothes off and fu-"

Harley snapped and dropped her wand to the dusty floor, she charged at Suzy and pushed her roughly into the wall with a growl. Her hand was around her throat and holding her there whilst her eyes flared deep into her soul. "You think I don't know what you're doing here? You're purposely wanting me to get so angry that I'll hurt you. You think that you can then go running to Roger and get me fired and out of your hair once again, it wouldn't surprise me if you then went to Bill and tattled on me! Well, newsflash sweetheart but I'm not going to give you that satisfaction because guess what? I had Bill. I got to see the side of Bill you never will, I got his love, I got his afffection, I got his kisses, his sweet tender kisses that would make any girl weak at the knees! He told me he loved me, not you! He slept not only in the same bed as me but with me! I got that! You didn't. He never looked twice at you, but me? He gave me a chance and yes I was nowhere near good enough for him but at least I got a chance to show him all the love I could muster. You didn't. You never did. So don't you fucking dare try to say shit about my relationship with Bill or so help me I'll-"

"Harley?"

The two women looked to the tunnel leading to the exit/entrance of the tomb to see the man himself stood there in total shock at the scene he walked in on. Harley instantly dropped her hand from Suzy's neck and pushed past Bill, snatching her wand from the ground, and hurrying out of the tomb.

"Bill, she just came at me-"

"Cut the crap, Suzy," he rolled his eyes and snatched up Harley's belongings and raced after the woman. He ran through the base searching around but couldn't see her for love nor money. "Asa!" He called, "where did she go?"

"Probably home! Roger just lets her come and go lately because she's a mess."

Nodding, Bill disapparated from right where he was and into the house he once lived in. He dropped her stuff onto the table without taking too much care and hurried up to the bedroom. It wasn't the same as what it used to be, nothing in the house was exactly how it was when he first moved in but he didn't mind in that moment. His main priority was getting his fiancé back.

She wasn't in the bathroom, nor was she hidden in the bed. Dropping to the ground he found her curled up in a ball under the bed. Without warning he dragged her from beneath it and plopped her straight onto the bed. Harley coiled away from Bill but he only moved closer to her.

"Why'd you run, Harley?" He asked her quietly.

She didn't say a word, rather she turned her head away from him as the tears welled in her eyes. It was miracle that she hadn't dried up from the amount of crying she had done recently. Just this morning she was balling over the sweater Mrs Weasley had knitted for her for Christmas.

Bill hooked his index finger under her chin and turned her face towards him, smiling her stared into her eyes. "I got your note," he said, "such beautiful words spilt onto a page yet I had to disagree with a large portion of it. Quite frankly, love, I could never love anyone more than I love you, well, perhaps my mother and father but that's a different type of love. And your love for me was more than satisfactory, in fact, it was way more than I deserve. For you, Harliana, are my pride and joy, the air within my lungs, the blood flowing through my veins, the best of my heart. I hated myself when reading that letter, it was then that I wanted you to be as stubborn as you are when you are tired and don't want to get out of bed in the morning and to have not have left. Darling, I can't live without you. I'm crazy without you and I need you. Merlin, I need you in so many ways and I just want to hold you close and never let go. Harley, please!"

"I can't Bill."

"What?"

What? Harley couldn't believe what she was saying. She wanted him as much as he was saying her wanted her. She needed him as much as he said he needed her! So why the hell was her mouth moving and throat forming words that she didn't mean?

"I live here now, you live in England, it didn't work last time and-"

Bill cut her off with a kiss, he couldn't hold it in any longer as he held her face and laid her down on the bed, climbing onto her. Harley tangled her fingers in his hair and got lost within his kiss. "I. Don't. Care. Where. You. Live. I. Want. You. In. Anyway. I. Can. Get." He said between kisses.

"But-"

"No Harley. I. Need. You. And. Want. To. Marry. You."

"Still?"

"I never stopped, darling."

"Fuck..."

Bill climbed off of her and got onto one knee, "marry me, Harley, August 1st, like we planned. Please?"

"You'd be a fool to think I would-"

"Huh?"

"-say no."