Earning Interest by WeasleyForMe
Hermione is trying to win the affection of Bill Weasley... but he seems to be immune to her advances. Bill/Hermione!
This is a gift for my friend Shiva'sGirl who requested a Bill/Hermione story! Thanks to Grande.Vanilla.Skim.Latte for beta reading!
"It's now or never I suppose," Hermione muttered to her reflection. She'd been standing in front of her mirror for nearly an hour trying to make herself look perfect. She glanced once more at her still slightly bushy hair and modest amount of makeup; she was too afraid to do anything drastic with the eyeliner on her first try. Turning around in a slow circle, Hermione examined her new outfit.
"Sweet Merlin," she whispered. "These are too tight!"
The new jeans were hugging her hips as she tried in vain to hide her curves under a new formfitting black shirt. Anyone else would have told her that this was the perfect ensemble to wear to a casual dinner, but Hermione was a nervous wreck.
"It's only the Weasley family," she reminded herself. She spun around once more and smoothed her hair down. Then she noticed the time and quickly Apparated away.
Once she stopped spinning, she landed in the Weasleys' front yard and collided with Bill. She screamed and her hands fluttered to his chest to steady herself.
"B-Bill!" she gasped.
He held her firmly around the waist, pleased and shocked that Hermione had ended up in his arms mere seconds after he had arrived. He stared back into her wide eyes as she calmed down. "Are you all right?" he asked. When she nodded, he gently released her. She smiled and tried to take a step but started to topple to the side.
Bill grabbed her again. "Sorry," she muttered, realizing that the high heeled shoes were the problem. "Clumsy moment."
Bill grinned and then blushed, realizing how cute Hermione looked and how tight her shirt was. He opened his mouth to speak, but no words surfaced.
Suddenly the front door opened to reveal a brightly smiling Molly Weasley. She was eyeing her eldest son with his arms wrapped around Hermione, and her smile grew even larger. "It's so lovely to see both of you!" she called. Hermione and Bill jumped apart and both turned toward the house.
"Thanks for inviting me," Hermione said as she hugged the older woman.
"Now dear, you know you are always welcome in this house." Molly squeezed her tightly and smiled at Bill, hoping to convey that she thought Hermione was better 'daughter-in-law material' than Fleur had been. Bill just shuffled inside to talk to his siblings.
"Wow! Hermione, you look hot," George called from the living room. She smiled nervously at him as she entered the house, and within seconds, the twins were on either side of her.
"Nice jeans," Fred told her with a wink as he made a big display of checking out her rear end.
"Yeah, Bill is so lucky he works with you every day. That way he can check you out whenever he wants to," George added as he leered comically at her.
Hermione sucked in a deep breath, wishing that Bill did in fact check her out at work. She rolled her eyes, saying, "Keep your eyes on your own arses." The twins resorted to complimenting each other on their firm rears as everyone headed to the kitchen table to eat.
Conversation fell into a normal pattern as the Weasley men rammed multiple servings of stew into their mouths. "I need to be excused," Ginny announce as she set down her napkin and took her bowl to the sink.
"Where are you going?" her father asked her.
"I have a date," she muttered. "Dean is taking me to the cinema." Ginny blushed as her brothers all hooted and hollered at her. She glared at them. "It's not like any of you can even find dates, so shut it."
"Yes," Molly spoke up as Ginny left. "Why don't the rest of you have dates? You should all be looking for spouses! I'd very much like some grandchildren before I die!"
The boys all rolled their eyes. "Actually Mum, you don't need to be married to have children," Fred told her with a completely straight face.
"That's right," George added. "I could go out and make you a grandchild right now!" Hermione and Arthur hid their laughter behind their napkins
Molly glared at the twins and shook her head. "You know very well that I will not permit you to conduct yourselves in that manner." The twins started pouting which made Hermione laugh even harder.
"But what about the rest of you?" Molly asked. "I mean honestly, Bill, I'm sure there are plenty of women at Gringotts that would love to go out with you." She looked pointedly at Hermione as she finished the sentence. Bill's eyes went wide, as did Hermione's. They looked at each other for a moment as the others all fell silent. Hermione could feel her heart pounding as she wished and hoped that Bill would let on that he had feelings for her.
"Can we discuss this later?" Bill whispered. Hermione's heart sank as Molly stood to retrieve dessert while Bill stared at the table. Hermione looked at his inclined head of ginger hair, and she wanted to scream. Never had she ever seen a man so insecure in his own skin, and once again she felt the urge to find and destroy Fleur Delacour for putting Bill in this state.
Once a plate of blueberry pie had been set down in front of her, Hermione returned her attention to the conversation. The twins were talking about their shop, much to the annoyance of Molly. Hermione took a bite of her pie and noticed that Bill was looking at her. Well, he was looking at her chest to be exact. When his eyes met hers, he blushed and cradled his forehead in his hand.
Hermione thought to herself, "Well at least the shirt was good for something."
She quickly finished her pie and offered to help wash the dishes, but of course Molly wouldn't hear of it.
"Bill, why don't you walk Hermione out to the Apparation point?" Molly suggested with an innocent smile. Bill, who already looked worn out from the dinner conversation, nodded and followed Hermione to the front door.
Once they were standing on the garden path, Hermione stopped and smiled up at him. She took a deep breath before she blurted out, "You know, Bill, maybe we could go out on a date sometime if you wanted to, because I think it might be fun."
Bill just stared at her; his expression was a mix of sadness, surprise and self-pity. He was shocked that she had asked him out for something other than a friendly lunch as coworkers. "She obviously feels sorry for me," he thought. As he looked at her sweet face and sexy outfit, he wanted to say yes, but he knew he wasn't good enough for her. "I'm sorry, but I don't really date," he replied awkwardly.
"Oh," she whispered in response. "Well, I'll just be going then." Hermione quickly turned and Apparated away before he could read the disappointment on her face.
Bill stepped forward, but she had already gone. He let out the deep breath he hadn't noticed he was holding. "Bill Weasley, you are an arse."
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