Voltaic Falling

33

After congratulating the newly engaged couple, the pair left to their house, saving a guest room for a crashing Charlie Weasley. 

"Just so you know, Ickle-Bill, I call maid of honor for Tris and that's final. You can take Freddie or Georgie. Tris, if you have cold feet before the wedding then leave his arse, we can fly away in our dragon to our happy ever after", a joking Charlie exclaimed dramatically from the kitchen. 

"Charls, yes, I can't wait to see you in a blue dress. And I'll escape with you only if you let me ride Norberta", answered Beatrice, seeing a grumbled Bill. 

"Nope. That's it. Charlie, stop trying to take my fiance away. Beatrice here is only mine, you have Norberta. Besides, we already arranged for you to be my groomsmen along with the twins, and Ginny and Hermione would be Tris's", Bill said. 

The trio soon shared laughs as they cooked. Bill was earning glares from Charlie by leaving the meat a bit raw. Beatrice only snorted as she prepared the mashed potatoes and vegetables. Soon, they sat down and began to feast. 

"Dumbledore's funeral is tomorrow. I can't believe he's gone. Tris isn't going. We can't risk her being sighted. Moody's orders", Bill said gloomily, taking his fiance's hand and rubbing it gently. 

She sighed and said, "Look, I know I can't go. Just promise me that if there is any trouble, you will take extra apparition potions. Moody was also talking about moving Harry now that he was of age to the burrow, right? "

Charlie nodded, eyeing Bill who was digging into a lump of almost raw meat. He couldn't help but to find it gross, he liked his meat thoroughly cooked. 

"Yes, and Moody needs you for that night. With all your orb throwing and what not you are useful to bring Harry back safely. I am sorry you can't do much, Tris, but orders are orders", Charlie said. 

Soon the dragon tamer left the potioneer and the curse-breaker. Bill immediately engaged in a snogging session where the pair laughed and joked. Suddenly, Bill cleared his throat and asked, 

"So, about the wedding..."

Beatrice did not even give him time to think when she answered, 

"Will, I would marry you tomorrow if I could. I know your family would like to see it. We would have to be very selective with our invitations. What would you say if we have a summer wedding? Cliche but I can't wait to be yours and for you to be mine". 

Bill smiled and kissed her forehead, "Summer, winter, fall or spring, I will always be yours. My mom talked to me. She wants us to have the ceremony at the burrow. We can set up a nice tent you know? Maybe with all your dark aesthetic, a black gown would suit you". 

She nudged him jokingly and said, "As if Bill Weasley, you truly love to spit at tradition. But yes, I guess I'll have to take Ginny for advice. Merlin, Will, I want to call you mine. I am ready to be future Mrs. Weasley, although you should be future Mrs. Black". 

Bill let out a roar of laughter and encased the smaller woman to his body. He completely adored her. Never in his life, he thought he would get the girl of his dreams. If they would have told him two years before this that he would be marrying the girl he took so much interest in from the letters, he would have told them that they are completely ludicrous. But here he was, with the love of his life in his arms. 

Beatrice popped up and asked, 

"Before you claim groomsmen, I would like to settle this down. Let Freddie, Georgie, and Charlie be your groomsmen, and I'll gladly take Ginny, Hermione, Emma, and Scarlett. That's final. You should be with your brothers at your side for this. It would be a laugh to see Charlie as my maid of honor. Oh dear, Molly would have a breakdown there. Anyway, Bill, I want to ask you something. How did you know I was the one? How can you be by my side knowing that I still have fresh wounds and that I am literally a soldier that has to go down with the cause?".