Okay.....so here's the second chapter, hope you enjoy it....
Chapter 2: Hoping you're real
"Ron, what happened?"
"Let's go back upstairs," Ron whispered, "I'll explain then."
The two tromped back up the stairs and into Ron's room, where he pulled out a scrapbook from under his bed.
"Is that her?" Harry asked pointing to a brunette with silver streaks in the front as she stood next to a younger-looking Bill. She was smiling widely at the camera and waving, as she held Bill's hand. Her eyes shone like green flames.
"That's Emily. She was really nice, got Fred and George into pranks and me into Quidditch. She was a bloody amazing beater...maybe that's why Fred and George are beaters," Ron stated smiling down at the photo.
He turned the page and it was another of the young couple, Emily was squirming on Bill's back as she tried to get out of reach of the twin's prying grasp. A little Ron was sitting at Bill's feet, giggling at the others.
"She spent a lot of time with your family."
Ron grinned, "Yeah, ever since Bill was fifteen. She was like a member of the family. She wasn't just Bill's girlfriend, she was a Weasley." Ron turned the page again and found the twins and Emily were sitting in the garden grinning from ear to ear. "They planted an exploding wand in the garden."
Harry laughed slightly, and continued looking at the pictures with Ron.
Bill sat on a hill, not to far from the Burrow. The sky darkened but he didn't bother to go back to the comfort of his home.
A faint rustle of leaves sounded near him.
"Lumos!" His wand lit up and a brown fox scrambled out of the leaves. Bill chuckled, "Here I thought someone was trying to get me."
The fox looked up at him, green eyes showing her fright. She was skinny, under fed and was leaning heavily on her right front paw. He bent down and picked up the fox who gave a yelp of surprise. He began to stroke her fur and that seemed to calm her.
He walked back to the Burrow, mumbling things to the fox as if she knew what he was saying. He opened the front door and Ginny greeted him at the door, "Bill! Where did you get the fox?"
"Found her, you know I can't resist cute things," he chuckled, "I think she's injured, can you keep an eye on her?"
Ginny nodded as Bill left, and set to cuddling with the small animal. Her fur was silky despite the few pieces of crumpled leaves in it, the tip of her tail was silver. Ginny looked down at the fox who returned her gaze as if she was trying to tell her something.
"You're a really unique fox," Ginny mused. Bill walked back over carrying a bowl of chicken and sat down in front of Ginny. "What's her name?"
"I haven't thought of one," he whispered and smiled at the fox, who seemed ecstatic to be around him. "I think I'll call her Emily."
"BILL!" the twins stopped short at the sight of the fox, who ran over and started rubbing up against their legs. "Hey, there, wanna have some fun?"
The fox jumped up and down, careful of it's left paw.
"Don't experiment on her, Fred, George," Bill stated in a warning tone.
"We won't," George said, "She reminds us of Emily."
The older brother smiled faintly at the two, "She does, doesn't she?"
The twins sank to the living room floor, muttering about something. Every once in a while Emily would tromp over carrying a piece of parchment or a quill. Bill was sitting on the sofa with Harry and Ron, looking the scrapbook the boys had been looking at earlier and occasionally laughing at an old memory. Ginny was reading by the fireplace, and Hermonie was furiously scribbling something on parchment. Percy had locked himself in his room, while Charlie was in the kitchen talking to Mr. and Mrs. Weasley in hushed voices.
"I think Fred and I will retire for the night," George announced to the room. Fred was petting Emily one last time before the prank kings headed up the stairs.
"I think I'll head up as well," Bill stated, handing the scrapbook to Ron and picking up Emily. "Come on, Em', let's go to bed."
He practically crawled up the stairs and sank into his temporary bed with a sigh. Emily jumped up onto the bed and curled up at the head of the bed. Soft snores sounded from the body on the bed and Emily lifted her head as if to make sure he was asleep before jumping off the bed. She took one glance at the door, to make sure no one was coming before her body started to change. The fur changed to long brunette hair with two silver streaks in the front, the green eyes changed to more human ones. A pair of dirty worn jeans and a dull red tank top covered her form.
"It's good to be home," she whispered and smiled at the sleeping form of Bill. She brushed as stray piece of hair out of his face, and he leaned into the touch. Footsteps sounded outside the door, it creaked open and Charlie was greeted with Emily the fox. She watched him closely before laying back at her spot next to Bill's head.
"Weird fox," he muttered laying on his back.
The next day, the group set out for the Quidditch World Cup. Ron, Hermonie, Ginny, the twins, Harry and Mr. Weasley set out very early that morning. While, Bill, Charlie and Percy woke up around ten. Emily was laying on Bill's shoulder as he walked down the stairs.
"Bill, you aren't bringing her with you?"
He didn't respond; just picked Emily off his shoulder and cradling her in his arms before he apparated. Bill arrived just outside the campsite, Charlie appeared and glared at his younger brother.
"Why are you being so hard on Mum and Dad?"
"They kept the fact that Emily got out and didn't even bother to think that I would want-need to know about her."
"Listen, Bill, Emily has been gone for five years....do you really think that she'll come back to you?"
Bill blared at the eldest Weasley child, "Emily would never give up on me and I'll never give up on her. She'll come back, I know she will."
"How can you be so sure?" Charlie inquired, resting his hand on Bill's shoulder.
"Because we were in love once and still are," Bill whispered, hugging Emily tighter to his chest. She looked up at him, eyes full of understanding and sadness.
"Bill....we all want Em' back, even Percy...but come one, Bill, it's been a long time. Do you really think that she'll come back here? I hate to sound pessimistic but, she's Emily, for Merlin's sake, she's out there...unlike anyone else-"
"Listen here, Charlie, I love Emily with all my heart, we pledged our love with our engagement. My feelings haven't changed, what makes you think hers' did?" Bill growled, storming out to the campsite.
Ron and Harry greeted him and he sank onto an empty spot on the ground.
Ron looked down at his brother, full of worry, "Bill?"
Bill set Emily down, a shaky sigh escaping his lips, "Sorry, Ron, Harry, everything's that been happening has finally started to catch up."
"Emily will come back to you, from what I heard of her, she really loves you," Harry smiled reassuringly.
"Let's hope you're right."
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