Signs of Magic
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Signs of Magic
Chapter 1-Bill
"Bill, dear come in!" Molly Weasley called out to her oldest child. Today was November 20th, 1976: Bill's 5th birthday.
"Mommy, Charlie's hitting me," called Bill from outside. Bill, Charlie, and Arthur Weasley were sitting outside while Molly was inside getting ready for Bill's party.
"Arthur, get Charlie to stop hitting Bill,"
"Too late!" Arthur yelled incredulously as he saw what the two boys were doing. Charlie had started to cry; he was only 2 ½ years old.
"Arthur, what do you mean, 'Too late'," Molly asked, though she wasn't sure she wanted to know.
"Molly, just come out here and look! Trust me, it's amazing!" Arthur was so proud of his eldest child; to be able to do that at this age was quite an improvement. Bill was a tall, lanky child with the traditional crop of Weasley red hair, which he always wore in a small ponytail, because it kept his hair out of the way, and freckles. He was determined, but easily annoyed and liked to show off what he could do to his doting uncles Fabian and Gideon—he had an aunt Muriel too, but she scared him.
Molly hurriedly walked outside to see Bill staring determinedly at Charlie, who was floating in the air—upside-down. "Bill! Let him down! Now! Don't you want cake on your birthday?"
"But Mummy! I don't know how to put Charlie down!" Bill started to get worried; he had been looking forward to cake all day. "I'm sorry!!"
"Arthur, help Bill put poor Charlie down!"
Arthur took out his wand and pointed it at Charlie. He muttered a quick incantation and flipped and lowered the now red-faced Charlie.
"Mummy, do I still get cake?" Bill asked innocently. His eyes were big and puffy, as if he could start crying any minute.
"Yes, dear, but no more levitating your brothers." Molly was glad that Fred, George and Percy were all asleep upstairs, undisturbed by the commotion under them.
"I don't know how it happened, Mummy. Charlie was hitting me and then he was flying," Bill thought for a moment, "Do you think I could fly too?"