never wrote about Bill before. I hope I go his brain functions right
Hermione Granger was standing at the window of her cottage in an oversized t shirt, watching Bill Weasley sleep. He was finally sleeping after another long night as a half werewolf. They were still trying to figure out the effects and the symptoms.
Listen as the wind blows
from across the great divide,
Voices trapped in yearning,
memories trapped in time,
The night is my companion
and solitude my guide,
Would I spend forever here
and not be satisfied,
Werewolf Fenrir Greyback, bit Bill the night that Hogwarts was attacked, the same night they lost their headmaster and mentor Albus Dumbledore. Both events were a tremendous shock to Hermione. Bill lost Fluer that night in the attack and lost all will to live.
And I would be the one
to hold you down,
kiss you so hard,
I'll take your breath away
and after I'd wipe away the tears,
Just close your eyes dear
Madame Pomfrey nursed him back to heath beautifully, as she always did. His scars on his face healed, but it was the emotional ones that needed tending. Hermione, with the help of Remus, tended to him during the full moon.
Through this world I've stumbled
so many times betrayed,
Trying to find an honest word,
to find the truth enslaved,
Oh you speak to me in riddles and
you speak to me in rhymes
My body aches to breathe your breath,
you words keep me alive,
Bill was the "project " that kept her going. He and Harry kept her sane and rational, through the pain of losing the headmaster to Snape, one of them, someone that she respected. Hermione held Bill, when he shook with pain or grief. She soothed him with chocolate and calming words, when he was upset.
And I would be the one
to hold you down,
kiss you so hard,
I'll take your breath away
and after I'd wipe away the tears,
Just close your eyes dear
Along the line, she fell in love and by some great miracle, he loved her back.
Her reverie was interrupted by an amused sound from the bed.
"Aren't you coming back to bed, or do you have to stare more?" as he sat up, revealing a toned chest. His long red hair was loose from his ponytail, earring glittering in the moonlight. "Hmm" she said in mock thought " I would need to get some incentive to do that. Do you know how?"
Into this night I wander,
it's morning that I dread,
Another day of knowing of
the path I fear to tread,
Oh into the sea of waking dreams
I follow without pride,
Nothing stands between us here
and I won't be denied,
He growled and then pulled her to him tightly, so she could feel the effect she had on him. "How is that?" with a deep husky voice, that sent shivers down her spine. "That works" she says, as he pulls the T-shirt off her, to show her how much she means to him
And I would be the one
to hold you down,
kiss you so hard,
I'll take your breath away
and after I'd wipe away the tears,
Just close your eyes dear.