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Stupid

Stupid, Stupid, Stupid. This is the thought running over and over in Bill Weasley's mind. He was currently lugging a giant trunk behind him through muggle London. Try as he might he couldn't get the mental image of his very recently ex-girlfriend writhing against his old schoolmate Aidan Lynch. He didn't blame Aidan, who could say no to a veeela? No, this was not Aidan's fault. Maybe it was his own fault, how could he have been stupid enough to believe that Fleur would be faithful to him? Before he could think much more he felt himself trip over something and he soon learned what that something was when he heard the familiar cry of "Wotcher Bill!"

Bill looked down at the young auror in front of him who was rubbing her head with a painful look on her face.

"Tonks? I'm so sorry, I didn't see you there. Are you okay?" he asked as he offered her a hand up.

"Oh yeah, I'm absolutely spiffing, really. Top Notch," she smiled, "you look a bit distracted Billy boy, you alright?"

"Er, yeah, I'm fine Dora, thanks for the concern though," Bill wasn't much in the mood for a heart to heart with Nymphadora Tonks.

"Well, if you're sure… I don't really have time anyway, I'm off on a lunch date with an old Hogwarts chum."

"I didn't know you and Charlie were going to try again…" Bill said, smirking slightly because he knew what was coming next.

"Oh shut up Bill, you know that we were both drunk… never happen again… worst idea I have ever had… practically ruined our friendship, y'know? Of all the stupid things to think William Weasley…" she stopped when she realized that Bill was laughing at her.

"Ha. Ha. You are so funny," she ground out icily, the Black in her blood coming out.

"Thanks Nymph, I definitely needed a laugh… love it when you go off on yourself like that."

"Well, as charming as this whole encounter has been, Celestina is waiting on me."

"Celestina? Celestina Warbeck? Cor, I haven't seen her in ages… how is she?"

"Are you daft? She's doing amazingly well, Bill. Or haven't you heard her on the wireless? Seen her on the Witch Weekly lately? Not the scrawny blond we used to know."

Bill Weasley was not paying much attention to what Nymphadora was saying. He was thinking back to Celestina Warbeck in his seventh year. She was two years younger than her, in Charlie's year. She had a rough go at it during Hogwarts. She never really fit into her body all that well. She had always had a bit of a thing for Bill, seeing as how he was one of the three boys in the entire school who was remotely nice to her.

"Bill…hello? Biiiiilly….William Arthur Weasley I am talking to you!" Nymphadora said putting on her best Molly impression. It seemed to do the trick because Bill Weasley jumped and looked inquiringly at her.

"Oh, there you are. Well, I was just going to leave you standing there, but thought that might be a bit rude, so here I am being all sophisticated…Mum would be so proud. Lovely day, Bill," and with that Tonks walked away from Bill into the Leaky Cauldron.

"Oh Tonks!"

Nymphadora sighed, "what is it Bill?"

Bill grinned, "Say hello to Celestina for me would you?"

Nymphadora waved indistinctly and Bill picked up his trunk and headed for Grimauld Place, whistling. All thoughts of Fleur completely forgotten.