A couple of evenings later they ended up sitting next to each other at the table, and Bill couldn't keep his body from touching hers, even if it was just their legs, he had missed her even more since he made love to his witch, in the library. It was the last real time they had truly alone.
Bill noticed Remus eye them a couple of times, and Sirius had sniffed the air after that evening after they first made love, but otherwise, they were all too busy eating and catching up with Harry. He personally couldn't understand what was so special about the boy, who sat between his girlfriend and youngest brother.
It's also the first time he's met Harry, due to being away on work trips a lot. He seemed nice enough, he personally didn't talk much that evening and asked his parents if they could talk privately. His hand squeezed his witch's thigh briefly as he got up from the table at the end of dessert, and she gave him a secret smile, as she listened to his only sister talking to her across the table.
Once they'd entered the library, Bill placed a silencing charm up, the twins seemed to be overly nosy lately and didn't want them eavesdropping.
"What is it, Bill?" His mother asked them, once they all sat down in comfortable chairs near the entrance of the library. He frowned and chose his words carefully.
"I'm moving back to England on a permanent basis. I don't particularly like the way Harry's association with you all has put everyone in danger either, being truthfully honest. It's partly why Charlie refuses to come back to England, as he wants to remain neutral. We have nothing against Harry, don't know the kid. Just don't like the way he's changed everything around home."
"Oh, that's wonderful news, Bill." He noticed his mother chose to ignore the part about Harry, his father remained silent as he observed his eldest son.
"I support your decision to return home, but it isn't Harry's fault, the way things have turned out, Bill. I also understand Charlie's hesitations to come back home. Is there perhaps another reason why you've suddenly decided to return home?" He asked his eldest son.
"No, I would regret it if I did not help protect my family if something was to truly escalate, and something happened to one of you, in my absence." He knew at that moment his father did not believe everything he said to him, and his mother didn't seem to care. Just happy to have more of her children back home with her.
"Will you be staying with us, Bill?" His mother asked.
"No, I've grown used to my own space. Plus I can not stand Percy's stuck-up attitude for too long. I've been looking at cottages on the market down by the coast. I've grown used to the calmness of the ocean in Egypt. I had planned on returning at the end of October anyway, and have booked a cottage with its own beach before I even came back here to help everyone move in this place."
"How will you handle things back home?" His father asked him, and he frowned as he thought about it.
"I will give them my notice mid-way through September, so when I return it will tie in with the cottage which will be mine for two weeks. I will have a week to myself, and then I will come to wherever you all are, the last weekend of my two weeks' stay. I hope to have some interviews by the second week of my time at the cottage."
"You seem like you have it all figured out son, we are both proud of how far you and Charlie have come, and as long as you all are happy, we are happy." His mother said rising as did he and his father, bringing him into a hug. His Dad shook his hand, and they left. He went upstairs to his room, whilst his parents went down. When he entered he's suddenly attacked in a big bear hug by his girlfriend and quickly locks the door placing a silencing charm up.
They didn't have to speak to know they'd missed their alone time together as their lip met. He moved them to his bed and clothing didn't last long. Once he'd gotten her to the point of begging him, he slipped inside her and watched every expression as he took her hard. She came screaming his name, milking him dry. Sex had never felt this good before, and now he understands why because when you truly love someone, nothing compares to it. He stayed inside her, as they cuddled and kissed.
"I'm going back to Egypt tomorrow love, to start the processes of moving back home. I've spoken to mum and dad. They are happy even though I don't think my dad believed everything I said completely. We have about a week to ourselves in October, then I'll be meeting you all, wherever you all are the last weekend of my stay at the cottage." His fingers trailed up and down her spine.
"I wish there was a way to see each other between then and now," she sighed kissing him.
"I might be able to sneak away on a Hogsmeade weekend, and rent a room at the Three Broomsticks in between."
"If you can, that would be amazing, I love you." She whispers, and he kissed her pouring everything he felt for her in that kiss, which led to another round. He kissed her tears away when it was time for her to leave, and he checked the area first this time, giving her one long lingering kiss before he reluctantly let her go. Bill didn't take his eyes off of his witch until he couldn't see her, then started packing.
Hermione had to keep a straight face, after she paused in the bathroom on their floor, to fix her hair and place a make-up glamour over the bite mark on her neck, and whatnot. Plus it gave her a little time to mentally prepare herself, being around her friends. When she walks into the room she shared with Ginny, only to find Ron and Harry in there too, she had to stop herself from groaning and wished she is back in Bill's arms.
"Hermione, tell Harry he's being ridiculous. Why on earth would he make the ferret a Death Eater?" She shared a look with Ginny, not this argument again.
"I know what I saw Ron!" Harry had a little frustration in his tone, directed at his friend.
"But, this is fucking Malfoy mate." Hermione sat down next to Ginny, away from the boys and Ron's wandering hands. She knew Bill didn't like it and promised him she'd do her best to keep out of Ron's reach when she could. He also told her between rounds earlier that he'd be able to feel through the locket if she was in any danger or not.
Tomorrow's breakfast is going to be really hard knowing he's going to not be here for a longish time. Both she and Ginny listened to the boys arguing over Draco Malfoy. Ginny suddenly leaned over and whispered in her ear.
"You might want to cover that pretty mark on your neck, Mione before the boys see it, who is it that you've been sneaking off to have fun with?" Her eyes widened, as she stared at her friend in shock.
"Where?" Ginny checked the boys first, to make sure they weren't looking and placed her wand on the area of her friend's neck, she had a feeling her friend wouldn't spill so easily but she'd get it out of her eventuality.
"I thought I covered them all." Ginny's eyes widened.
"All? Dean never went in that much." Hermione shrugged.
"I guess they are all different..." Hermione whispered.
"What are you two whispering about? What do you think of Harry's vision of Malfoy, Mione?"
"Girl stuff, Ronald!" Ginny replied to her brother's first question, burning with curiosity over her friend's secret.
"I don't know to be honest, how I feel about it. Unless I actually see for myself that Draco has the dark mark, then there is no real proof! But it's not that hard to believe Ron, his whole family is basically Death Eaters, and loyal to Voldemort." She watched Ginny and Ron flinch at the mention of the dark wizard's name and rolled her eyes.
"So you do and don't agree with both of us?" Harry asked her, looking a little annoyed.
"Basically! It's nothing personal Harry, we know you have visions of what he's up to, we believe you truly. BUT to accuse someone without any real proof, other than a vision is a little difficult to grasp. Because he could also be showing you what he wants you to think is happening." Harry got up suddenly and stormed to the door.
"I think I need some time to think," he said before leaving, they hear him stomping up the stairs to his and Ron's room, she and Ginny both turned to stare at Ron.
"What?" He said, confused at why they are looking at him that way, wondering what he's done now.
"Why did you have to pick an argument with him?" Ginny said glaring at her brother.
"I think we should call it a night before we all have a tiff!" She said to them both, getting up and moving to her side of the bedroom by the window, just as Bill opens the door. He looks at his two youngest siblings glaring at each other, then his eyes met hers.
"I saw Harry stomping upstairs, and now these two are looking like they'd love to kill each other. What's happened?" He asked, entering the room, and closing the door, as she pulled out some pyjamas, and sat on her bed.
"Ronald couldn't keep his mouth shut..." Ginny hissed.
"He started it! Asked me for my opinion."
"About what?" Bill asked and he watched his girlfriend's eyes widen then shook her head. His siblings didn't see this, and their response made him suspicious.
"Nothing!" Both Ron and Ginny said at the same time.
"Well it clearly isn't nothing, and I only came in here to say goodbye to you all. I'm going back to Egypt in the morning and moving back to England in October. I've told Mum and Dad of my plans, so I thought I'd let you all know."
"Oh, that's fantastic news!" Ginny said getting up to give him a hug, as she walked over to do the same. Ron shook his hand and she gave him a hug, they whispered too low for his siblings to hear, at the same time.
"I love you," as she excused herself to change into her pyjamas, giving the siblings some alone time. Taking her time changing, she was surprised to hear a quiet knock on the door and opened it to find her boyfriend outside it. She let him in briefly locking and placing a silencing charm, as he pulled her into his arms, kissing her hard.
"Fuck, love. This is harder than I thought."
