"And are you just going to stay? An entire week?" Charlie asked, his mouth open.
Bill nodded. "Yeah, took a week off from Gringotts," he said, as he dropped off his things on the couch. "Annoying ambitious creatures, they are! Almost two months to convince them to give me this vacation."
Charlie was still looking at his brother like Bill had grown another head. He walked after him as Bill made himself at home, looking for something to eat. Charlie wanted to say something, but nothing made the way out when he opened his mouth.
"There's nothing to eat?" Bill asked, opening the fridge. He pulled what looked like meat out from there. "What's this shit, Char? I think it's not good anymore, you know. It's stinking."
"Let me get this straight," Charlie said, ignoring him. "You got something like an early vacation," Bill nodded at him, looking very amused. "But, instead of going home to stay with mom and dad and everyone, you are going to stay here. All the seven days?"
"And the six nights," Bill grinned. "Don't tell mum, though. She will be very pissed if she finds out."
Charlie still couldn't believe him. He knew he and Bill had fought a lot because none of them could handle the distance very well, but never once Bill mentioned about early vacation at his place in Romania. Bill seemed like a hallucination to Charlie.
"Are you really here?" He asked. "And why aren't you at home?"
Bill smiled warmly at him. "I am home now."
So, um. I actually wrote this ficlet ages ago...
Sorry for any grammar mistake (I'm sure there's a lot, since English is not my first language).
Thank you for reading ~