Hey guys, I'm so sorry about how long it's taken me to update… I've moved house three times since I last updated, started a new job and my scumbag boyfriend left me for another woman, while I was sick in hospital... So, how are all you? I've missed you guys heaps and I'll try to update a little more 3

Molly Weasley sat at the table with her head in her hands, "What have you done, Bill?"

He looked up at his mother and could see the disappointment in her eyes, "I don't know Mum. I'm in love with Hermione and wanted to leave Fleur but I didn't want things to turn out like this. I don't want to lose my kids" he had started to sob.

Although he had done wrong by his wife, kids and even Hermione, Molly couldn't help but have sympathy for her eldest son. She got up and took the seat next to him and took him into her arms while he cried.

"You'll stay here while you get back on your feet", she told him "We'll sort this thing out"

He could only nod. He didn't trust himself to speak at that moment for he was sure if he did he wouldn't be able to stop crying.

"Go take your things upstairs and go get some sleep, you've had a long night. I love you sweet heart, your father and I will be here for you no matter how bad you think you've stuffed things up" he heard his mother tell him.

He nodded again. How did he get so lucky?

He took his suitcase and dragged it up two flights of stairs before he got to his childhood bedroom. He dropped his things at the door and looked around. Not much had changed. It was the same bed, same desk, same paint and curtains. The only difference was the lack of Quidditch posters on the walls. He closed the door and went to stand at the foot of the bed before flopping himself down.

He was exhausted and just wanted to sleep but sunlight was starting to flood through the window and his feet hung off the bed slightly. He pulled himself up and took his cloak off and hung it over the window before getting back under the quilts and falling into a fitful slumber.

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Back in the kitchen, his mother had just started to prepare breakfast; it wouldn't be long before the rest of her children were up.

Just as she was casting a warming spell on the eggs, Ginny came bounding down the stairs, "Hi Mum, how are you? I'm so excited; Harry's taking me out this afternoon. What's for breakfast? You look tired, are you ok?" she asked without taking a breath.

Molly looked up from the bacon she had started cooking "Hi Ginny dear, bacon and eggs for breakfast, I know Harry's taking you out, you've been talking about it all weekend and I am tired, I was woken up last night by Bill."

"Bills here? Where is he? Is phlegm here? What about Victoire and Dominique? When did they get here?" Ginny spoke again without taking a breath.

"Calm down Ginny. Yes, Bill is here. Fleur is not and neither are the children. He got here last night and is asleep up in his old room. Leave him Ginny, he hasn't had much sleep" Molly's request to leave Bill alone was met by a very confused look from Ginny.

Ginny sat down at the table while her mother went back to her cooking. There were so many unanswered questions running through her mind and she had a feeling her mother wouldn't answer any.

Molly looked up to ask Ginny to ask her if she wanted coffee but found her only daughter had left. She let out a sigh and went back to it.

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Bill had only been asleep for what felt like an hour when he felt someone watching him. He tiredly opened one eye and spied his sister sitting on the floor beside his bed, her head rested on her hand, watching him.

He suddenly felt embarrassed to be under such scrutiny by his baby sister. "Ginny, what are you doing?"

She raised one eyebrow "I could ask you the same thing… What did you do?"

He just looked at her. How did she know?

"You have a suitcase, are here without your wife and turned up unexpectedly in the dead of night. Something's up", she answered his unspoken question.

Bill sat up, rubbed the sleep from his eyes and proceeded to explain to his sister what he had done.

"Wow Bill, I knew Hermione was seeing someone but, you? I didn't think she had it in her!"

"What do you mean?"

"She's always had a crush on you. She met you at 14 and instantly liked you. When you and Fleur got together, she was heart broken. That's when her and Ron decided to try a relationship out but she told me it wasn't what she wanted, they broke up not long after. I didn't think she would act on her feelings for you when you were married", Ginny replied.

Bill thought about this for a few minutes while Ginny continued to stare him out.

"I have to go find her", he said suddenly.

"Do you love her?" Ginny asked.

"I love her more than anything in my world, she is my world. My everything", he replied without thinking.

"Go get her then", Ginny said while pulling herself off the floor and moving toward the door, "She loves you too Bill, I know she does"

She left as Bill was pulling his blankets off and bounded back down the stairs to her mother and breakfast.

"I asked you to leave him alone Ginny, he needs his sleep", her mother scolded her.

Ginny just flashed her a dazzling smile, "He'll be ok Mum", she said in reply.

Molly was just placing a plate of food down in front of Ginny when Bill came bounding down the stairs.

"Where are you going Bill?" Molly asked.

"To find Hermione", he replied.

"Eat something first", his mother told him.

He looked at her and couldn't help but feel mollycoddled but grabbed some toast and ran out the door before she could say anything else.

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He apparated to Hermione's apartment and knocked on the door but there was no answer. He knocked again and again but there was still no answer. He pulled out his wand and discreetly tapped the handle. He heard the door click and he pushed it open.

He looked around the front room of the apartment in disbelief. It was empty. He poked his head into every room only to find it empty. Everything gone. His Hermione gone.

He walked back into the living room and sat down near the window. He looked around and noticed a piece of paper hanging off a nearby bookshelf. He got up and walked over to it, picking it up to read it:

To Whom It May Concern:

I can no longer take the stress in my life and am leaving the magical world. I don't know if I'll be back. Please don't look for me.

Hermione.

Bill hung his head and left.