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Bill stirred and opened his left eyelid. He noticed a familiar blond figure lying next to him. He opened his other eye when he realized there was actually a woman in his bed, and he wasn't dreaming.

He recognized her as the veela stripper girl from last night. She was naked under Bill's bed sheets and her arm was stretched out onto Bill's chest. He gently lifted her arm to remove it when he noticed a ring on her finger. The same ring from last night. And that's when he remembered what had happened to him.

Bill sprang out of bed immediately and made for the door of his bedroom. He opened it slowly and walked out as quietly as possible, so as not to disturb the girl.

"Dobby!" he half spoke, half shouted the name of his house elf. With a popping noise, Dobby apparated in front of his master.

"Good morning, Master," Dobby said.

"Dobby, there's a woman in my bed," Bill said.

"Dobby knows. Not the first time Master has taken home a beautiful woman, either," said the house elf.

"Dobby! I know that, but… this, time… she's…" Bill couldn't bring himself to complete the sentence.

"What is Master trying to say?" Dobby asked.

"She's… m-married to me," Bill finally spat out.

The little elf's large eyes widened before he disapparated.

"Dobby! Come back!" Bill almost shouted. He lowered his voice and called after his elf again. Dobby apparated in front of Bill again, but this time looked very frustrated.

"Dobby is sorry, Master. But Dobby does not work for married couples," he said.

"What?"

"It was part of the deal between Master and Dobby," Dobby explained.

"Oh man, I forgot! Well Dobby, I didn't plan on getting married!" he said. "Besides, I can take her to the Ministry and get this all sorted out. Percy'll know what to do. By tonight, I'll be a bachelor again," Bill said. Dobby sighed.

"Alright, Master. Dobby will stay then," he said, before disapparating again. Bill exhaled and crept back into his room. He closed the door as quietly as possible, and it made a little 'click.' Then he turned around. He almost jumped when he saw that the woman was awake already. She was sitting up in the bed, clutching the covers around her naked body, and eyeing Bill with much interest.

"Oh, you're awake. Listen, I know what happened last night. We saw each other last night, and naturally we were attracted to each other. I mean, we're both very attractive people. You started to dance with me, and I was, you know, under the influence, so I didn't really know what I was getting myself into, and… I took you into the other room and gave you the ring that I found. And then, without thinking, I asked you to marry me. You said yes, and then I ran into the room and announced that we were engaged. All the men cheered and grabbed my brother Percy so he could wed us legally. Of course, they had to hold Percy up, he was that drunk… and then we were married. But I don't want to be married, you see," Bill explained rather quickly. The woman was grinning throughout his entire little speech until the very last sentence. Then she frowned.

"Bill," she said, pouting and holding her arms out towards him.

"Ah… yeah?"

"Mon amour... venez ici. Me pardonnez. Je ne peux pas parler votre langue bien, et…" she began to say.

"My God, you're French!" Bill exclaimed.

"Oui, monsieur… I no speak English, mon amour. Bill, Bill…" she pouted again.

"Did you even understand anything I said? What do I do now? Oh, you need some clothes don't you? Let's see… you can borrow something in my dresser here. Is that okay?" he asked. The woman stared at him, confused, but did not respond.

"Um…okay. Well, here, let me get the clothes for you now," Bill said. He went through his drawers and picked out a pair of boxers and a red jumper. He tossed them to the woman and she smiled at him.

"You go now?" she asked.

"Yes. Yes, I go now," he said, glad that she had understood him.

"Okay, bye bye," she said.

"Yeah. Bye." He left the room and closed the door behind him before realizing that he too had to get dressed. Then he could take her to the Ministry to get things sorted out.

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The door cracked open slightly, thought Bill didn't notice. The woman stared at him, watching him. He was a very handsome man and she was very fond of him, her husband. He turned around and, seeing her, rushed towards her.

"Are you ready? I'll go get dressed, okay? Then we'll go. You wait here, understand?" he asked her slowly. She nodded her head in response. Bill ushered her out of his room and closed the door behind him.

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Ready to leave now, Bill took his wife's hand and smiled at her awkwardly. Then he closed his eyes and disapparated with her.

They arrived at the Ministry, right in front of Percy Weasley's office. Here they could straighten everything out, and get a divorce.

Bill knocked on the glass door that had written, in black letters, P. Weasley.

"Come in," Percy called from inside, and Bill opened the door. The French woman followed him inside.

"Hey, Perce. Listen, I need your help. It's about… my wife," Bill said. Percy looked at the timid woman hiding behind his older brother.

"Your wife? Oh, Bill…. She is gorgeous, but… I'm so sorry. I'll see what I can do about this mess," said Percy. Turning to the woman, he said, "Do you have a name, miss?"

The woman looked at Bill. Bill shook his head.

"That's the thing, Perce… she doesn't speak English."

"Doesn't speak…! Bill, what have you gotten yourself into? What does she speak, anyway?"

"French," Bill said. Percy let out a sigh of relief.

"Thank goodness… My wife can speak French really well. I'll get her over here so she can communicate for us," Percy explained.

"Good," said Bill. He looked at his wife, who was still gazing at him. He smiled awkwardly.

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That's it for now. I hope writing this will help me get over my writer's block for my other stories… UGH. Anyway, please review. I will greatly appreciate it and give you chocolate. XD