A/N: This was written for the 'Connect The Weasley's Challenge'. Enjoy!
The prompt was 'Crash'.
Molly sighed as she cleaned Bill's cuts up. "What ever are we going to do with you, William?" She asked herself, as she shook her head and stood up.
"Mum, it was awesome! I flew a broom, and then I fell off it!" Bill shouted, jumping up and down in excitement.
Molly smiled. "I know. You've told me that already... Five times..."
But Bill didn't seem to care, he was running around the room, pretending he was flying on a broomstick. Molly laughed, and picked him up. "Alright, bed time,"
Bill squirmed, trying to get out of his mothers grip. "No."
Molly sighed. "I guess you won't be getting a broom for Christmas then,"
Bill shook his head. "No! I'll go to bed, right now!"
Molly laughed as Bill fell asleep in her arms, she placed him in his bed and lightly kissed him on the forehead.