Bill Weasley was shaking as he walked up the stairs of the Delacour mansion.
He stopped dead in front of the door and remembered the conversation he had with
Ron earlier this day.
Sitting in his favourite chair facing the open window, Bill was enjoying this particular summer day.
That was until Ron came in after the quidditch match. The whole room began to stink as Ron pulled his socks off.
No need for dungbombs, Bill thought, just use Ron socks.
"Bill, Ron exclaimed breaking his train of thoughts, can I ask you a umm.. question."
Bill nodded to show that Ron now had his attention, at least part of it.
"How does it feel to know that you don't really love her?"
Bill looked up at him questioning. Ron blushed.
"
You and Fleur are dating, well she's a Veela and Veelas give away a sort of love spell.
Bills lower lip was beginning to tremble while Rons ears became bright red.
"So you don't know if you really love her do you?" Ron continued as he looked at his feet. "Do you"
There was a loud POP and Bill was gone.
Ron looked up and started walking over to where Bill had been a few seconds ago.
"Shit", He mumbled as he held up Bills left ear.
Bill thought as the maid opened the door.
-Ah, master Weasley, The Turkish maid exclaimed, come in.
Bill stepped in and was almost blinded by the sparkling floor and walls. He swallowed hard as if to get rid of the lump of guilt that was forming in his throat.
"Miss Fleur is upstairs ,she said
"Rosie, I just want to thank you for everything" he gave her a kiss on her left cheek and walked up the stairs. Fleur was sitting in her room writing, she looked up when the door creaked.
"Bill" she said. He stood with his back against her.
"You have to stop" he said "we have to stop"
"What do you mean" Fleur whimpered.
"Its over" he said and disappeared.