A/N: I wonder if anyone is really interested in reading this. This story has literally won awards friends! Please give it the time of day! :(

Disclaimer: This is MY version of Bill before book 5 came out! So whether it's the same as Rowling's isn't really my fault. Just enjoy the ride!!

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Chapter 2 "Back to School"

After all his things were well in place, Bill started to pack up the magical tools he was going to bring to Hogwarts. The day went by steadily and the next morning came up clearly and brightly. He brought his things to the front of the Burrow and waved to his mother as he disappeared in a flash with his belongings. Not a moment after, he "apparated" into a dismal part of the forest near the Hogsmeade station. Bill took his things, and walked all the way to the front gate of Hogwarts where Hagrid was waiting for him with a smile.

"Nice ter see ya again Bill!" said Hagrid joyfully.

"Same here! How've you been?" he said smiling.

"I've had quite a summer I can ya. Been runnin' around gatherin' Giants as best as I could. Dumbledore's orders y'know. And I'm happy to report that a good lot of them are on our side,"

"Really? That's great to hear," said Bill in a bit of a shaky voice as they made their way through the gates.

The two went all the way up to the entrance of the headmaster's office where Harry, Ron and Hermione were waiting for him. Bill greeted them and told them that he'd be out shortly enough. Hagrid whispered the password to the gargoyle and as it stepped aside, the door opened and they both ascended. Once at the top, Bill noticed that the headmaster was waiting for them but he wasn't alone. There, sitting on a chair, back turned to the entrance, was a head of long black hair. Hagrid passed through the door with Bill close behind him as Dumbledore welcomed him warmly.

"Hello Mr. Weasley," he said with a twinkle in his eye.

"Hello…" he said until the black head of hair had turned to face him.

Bill was quite surprised to see the beautiful girl from Diagon Alley. She smiled nervously as he tried to catch his breath again. As she stood up and curtsied elegantly, Bill's eyes couldn't move from her face. It wasn't until professor Dumbledore spoke that Bill's imaginary puffy clouds evaporated from around the girl.

"Are you alright Bill?" asked the headmaster with a grin.

"Oh – I – yes, of course professor. I was… just thinking of something," he lied.

"Well, that's good. Mr. Weasley, I'd like to introduce you to Professor Belladona Nightshade,"

"Really? A professor? But… you look so young," he said dazed.

"I am young," she said. "I'm 19, going on 20," she said as she stretched out her hand.

"Really? But -" breathed Bill.

"She was the only one willing to take the job. It's getting harder and harder to find teachers these days," said Dumbledore. "But I have faith in this one. She may be young but she's ambitious,"

"Right," he said as he took her hand but instead of shaking it, kissed it lightly.

"Err... well… yes. Well, there's no need for that Mr. Weasley. We're business partners," she said uncomfortably.

"But it's pleasure miss," he said looking up seductively at Miss Nightshade but she sort of shrugged off his gaze by retracting her hand quite quickly.

"Ah… yes…" she said looking to a side.

Bill was confused. Usually the old charm "gets them every time" but this girl was as cold as ice. Dumbledore gave Bill the Professor's schedule and told them that they should arrange their meeting hours personally. Miss Nightshade had asked Bill to see her after supper to do so. With a nod, he had turned about to descend when the girl had stayed behind to talk to Dumbledore for a while.

The three fifteen year olds stood up from the floor when the door opened again. Bill looked at them and decided to get as far away from the office as he could until his wounded pride was healed. Hagrid told them all that he didn't have any classes to teach that day so they could stop by for bit of tea whenever they'd like. As they separated, Hermione asked Bill how it went in Dumbledore's office.

"Eh… It was okay. I met that teacher of yours…" he said nonchalantly.

"Belladona? Isn't she beautiful?" said Ron smiling widely.

"Oh…. I hadn't noticed," he said looking at the ceiling. "Yeah, she is pretty now that I think about it. Well, you know me. I'm all about work," he said still taken aback by the lack of interest on Professor Nightshade's part.

"Oh, I see! She didn't like you huh?" said Ron evilly.

Bill looked like he was about to punch Ron square in the jaw until Hermione intervened.

"Well, unlike some people, looks aren't so important to me," she said glaring at Ron. "She is pretty but she's also an amazing teacher! We had her this morning,"

"Yeah, she really knows her stuff. I think that a side from Professor Lupin, she's best we've had so far. She's really nice… AND beautiful!" said Harry looking at Hermione who just gave a big irritated sigh.

All this praise on a girl whom, just moments ago, rejected him was beginning to annoy Bill a bit. They continued walking in halls as Bill rapidly tried to changed subject. He got many looks while they walked, most of them from girls that giggled, until they met a little Hufflepuff witch with black hair in a short, almost boyish hairstyle and vivid green eyes. By the looks of this little one, she was definitely a first year.

"Hello Ron! How are you? I did what you told me, about the kitchen! Thanks a lot! My poor little kitty was so hungry! You should have seen her!" she said sweetly.

"Well, I'm glad I helped Acacia," said Ron as the adorable little girl was petting her sandy-striped kitten.

As she looked at everyone, giving them all smiles, she then realized who Bill could be.

"Wow! You must be Ron's brother! You two look a like. Some people say that I look like my sister when she was little," said Acacia.

"Oh really?" said Bill crouching down to look right at her. "And who's your sister?"

"She's the new teacher! Belladona!" she said as Bill features became disgruntled.

"Oh," he muttered as he stood up again.

Soon, another little Hufflepuff entered racing down the hall to find Acacia. This time it was a boy with dark brown hair and hazel eyes.  He looked at the girl and then looked at Ron – fumingly.

"Acacia! Why did you leave without me?" he said.

"Sorry Christopher, but I wanted to be sure that I saw Ron in time to thank him,"

"Yeah… that's what I thought," he said with a still harsh stare towards the fifth year. "Well, we're supposed to get ready for classes anyways! So… so… let's go!" he urged the girl, his stare locking on to her now.

"Oh! Alright! Thanks again! Whiskers, thanks you too!" she said while moving her kitten's paw up and down in a "goodbye" sort of way.

The two little ones left and Hermione looked at Ron with an eyebrow raised.

"Well, I guess Harry isn't the only one with a fan club," commented Hermione jokingly.

"It's alright Hermione. You'll be the president someday," smirked Bill almost instinctively.

"WHAT??" What's THAT supposed to mean?" she said appalled.

Bill was enthused with the thought of playing around with these two and continued to head to the common room to unpack. It was soon time for classes and he decided to take that offer that Hagrid had made before about having some tea. Everyone left and the evening passed. It was soon suppertime and Bill joined some of the Gryffindors for the meal. He, after all, used to belong to that house. As he sat next to George and Fred, who were now in their 7th years, he could see Professor Nightshade eating calmly at the teacher's table.

"What a momentous day!" said Fred suddenly.

"Oh yes! Our head boy has returned to us!" added George.

"Oh shut up. Don't you two idiots ever have anything useful to say?" he said laughing.

"We're just nostalgic Bill. This hasn't happened since we were in first year!" said George.

"Yeah, if Ron was two years older we'd have been six bothers here all at the same time! Imagine the havoc! Well… I guess even with Percy gone it wouldn't have made a difference," said Fred.

"Yeah… that's true! So what do you think about your new boss Bill? She's pretty hot," said George now eying Miss Nightshade.

"What? Now stop that!" he barked.

"My-my! Don't turn into Percy on us Bill! Well, I guess I was surprised too when I saw her. She's changed a bit and I never thought that Bella would end up a teacher. We didn't want to say anything when you told us about her at home cause – "said George.

"What? Are you saying that you know her?" asked Bill stunned.

"Well, of course we know her. She's only a year older than Percy. In fact, you've met her before… Once," continued George.

"Yeah but that was enough!" added Fred.

"What do you mean?"

"Oh! Look at this George! He doesn't have a clue! I think we should keep this information to ourselves now… blackmail them both. What do you think?"

"I agree. I say that this be the grandest moments of our last year here! We have to make it special!"

"And poor Bill seems to have taken the bait. I knew you couldn't resist a woman that looks the way she does. In fact, how long did it take you to start flirting? George and I made a bet. I said 2 minutes."

Bill just dove back into his stew upset. He had met her? Maybe the reason she was so cold was because he had been mean to her… or worse! Maybe he was loosing his touch! After the meal, when most of the room was drained of students, Professor Nightshade signaled to Bill to come up to the table with her long finger and an intense look. "Yes!" he thought for a moment but then his heart sank again with the thought that it probably only had to do with their meeting. He walked up to the pretty witch draped in grape, with a very attentive look.

"I have to make the tally sheets tonight before we head off so I hope you don't mind coming to my office in a few minutes?" she said in much more human tone.

"Alright," he said, gazing into her ice-blue eyes.

As Bill began to turn around to leave, Acacia ran up to the teacher's table.

"Hey! Hey! So how did it go? You first day I mean?" she asked raptly.

"It went well. There were almost no problems… well, I had to give this one Slytherin boy detention but he seemed strangely happy about it once I told him that I'd be doing them for the first week," she said giving her sister a warm smile, the first really honest smile he'd seen from her.

"Ron says that he's a twit!" she said laughing.

"Well, tell Ron that he shouldn't be calling anyone a twit… unless they really deserve it!" she said almost forgetting that Bill was standing but a few feet away.

"Ok! But he says that he's the king of twits!"

"Well, that makes him royalty so he should be respected," she said.

"I suppose," she said disbelievingly. "We have our first class in two days so I'll see you! Goodnight Bella," she said as she nearly climbed up and over the table to give her sister a kiss.

Bill looked at Belladona's expression carefully and thought, "Yes. She is an angel," until she faced him.

"What is it?" she asked.

"Oh – err – nothing. You just look really lovely like that. I'll see you in about 20 minutes. Is that alright?" he said trying not to damage the last image of professor Nightshade.

"Oh… well… ok. I'll see you," she said softly and a bit taken.

Bill had a strong urge to kiss her hand again or anywhere for that matter. Then he noticed something that made his whole view of Belladona lighten; she blushed a light, rosy pink. Bill grinned. Had he begun cracking her barrier? Before he had the chance to say another word she got up and left the table with her black hair floating in the light breeze. Bill walked back to the house table to see that the entire Weasley clan, Harry and Hermione, and even some other students, were looking at him like he was the star of a soap opera and wanted to know what will happen next. Bill just turned about and took a little walk out of the Great Hall.

"Amazing! I think she actually has him whipped and they aren't even going out!"

"Oh come on Fred! Tell me, what is the real story behind those two?" asked Ginny.

"No real story," answered George. "Just loose ends, but our Bill is stubborn enough to try his best to find out – Oh my!"

Professor Trelawney came stomping into the nearly empty Hall in a total outrage.

"Ah-ha! It's here! I can smell their kind! I predicted this day would come! How could such a horror be allowed into Hogwarts? How?" she ranted.

Professor Dumbledore looked at Sybil Trelawney, the divinations teacher, and tried to calm her down. He left the table and escorted her out of the Hall as she kept shouting about how: "Darkness has befallen Hogwarts… yet again." Not many took note of it as the rest of the faculty and students emptied the room to get a good night's rest.

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A/N: PLEASE REVIEW!! This story is getting lonely!!