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A/N: Chapter Two! I was originally a Tonks/Remus, but things change…
Enjoy!!
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Chapter Two: Will
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Bill winked at Fleur as he left her office.
Man was he lucky. A half veela. Him! Bill Weasley was dating Fleur Delacour,
Beuxbatons Champion and half-veela.
Him!
"Weasley!" Bill spun around to see his supervisor, Vincent Baumer,
hurrying toward him with a thick file clamped in his hand. "I need you to
take this to the Auror Department. Nymphadora Tonks, if you please. Tell her
this is the file she was looking for." Bill took the file from him and
nodded.
"Sure thing, sir."
Bill strode through the corridor, smiling and nodding to fellow workers who he
recognized. Pressing the down button on the golden lift, and waited impatiently
for the old thing to get there.
"So, you goin' up or down, then?" a voice asked next to him. Bill
(due to the fact that he toward over most at 6ft 3in) looked down at a pretty,
blonde haired woman with dark blue eyes and a button nose.
"Uh, down." The woman nodded.
"You Arthur Weasley's son?" She asked, breaking the silence as they
entered the empty lift. She pressed the down button and they began descending
smoothly.
"Uh, yeah-"
But the blonde interupted. "Well, would you look! Already at my stop. Nice
meetin you."
Bill watched as she vanished into the crowd. Shaking his head and writing her
off as an escapee from St. Mungo's, he watched the numbers light up, until he
got to his destination.
"Nymphodora Tonks...where are you?" He wondered to himself. He
stopped a random auror. "Excuse me, could you tell me where to find
Nymphodora Tonks?" The auror nodded.
"Young lady sitting down over there." He said, pointing toward a back
corner, where a woman with very long, dark brown hair was bustiling about at
her desk. Bill thanked the auror and made his way over.
"Excuse me, Miss Tonks?" He asked. The woman jumped and ended up
drapping the pile of wanted leaflets she was holding. She frowned at the mess,
then stuck out her hand.
"Wotcher....you a Weasley?"
Her blue eyes were very familiar. And that voice. He bent down to help her pick
up the papers.
"Have we met befo-" He started to ask. Her hair had changed colore
and shrunk.
He was looking into the face of the blonde on the elevator.
"You're gonna catch flies with that open jaw there, mate." She
laughed and scrunched her face up. Her hair was chin length and dark purple
now. "No worries, you aren't goin' crazy." She took the pile of
papers from Bill and put them on her desk. "Will Weasley, right?"
No one had called him Will, he hated that. But it sounded nice coming from her.
"Yeah." He said. She smiled and noticed the file. "Oh! This came
from Vincent."
"Ta." She took the folder and flipped through it quickly, then locked
it in a drawer. "Its just about lunch break, could I offer you something
from the caf?"
"Sure."