Words of Wisdom

Note: Hey everybody. Well, I decided to get out of my one-shot fix and write a short fic. It won't be epic, I'm looking at around 3 chapters, but it's not a one-shot. But don't worry, I will still continue to write one-shots because I love them ;)

Ok, well I've been reading a lot of stories lately that have centred on Ron talking to Bill. I like that concept. So I decided to stir it around abit, and make Bill talk to Ron AND Hermione over a period of 6 months. Starting at Christmas HBP, all the way to the Weasley Wedding of the year.

Summary: Over a period of 6 months, Bill offers his own advice to both Ron and Hermione. Will they take it? Through and Post HBP. 3 shot.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything in this story. The characters, settings and mentioned storyline all belong to the genius that is J.K.Rowling.

Chapter 1: Christmas

Ron barged into his bedroom and slammed the door behind him. He had just endured a particularly gruelling interrogation session from Fred and George about his relationship with Lavender. It was not a topic Ron exactly wanted to discuss, especially at home.

Ron sat on his bed and put his head in his hands, groaning. It wasn't until Fred and George brought up Hermione that he had left the room. He didn't want a reminder about his massively big screw-up. It gave him the sudden urge to want to throw something.

Standing up, Ron walked over to his drawers and opened the third. He ran his left hand through his hair as he reached into the drawer and pulled out a photo. Smiling up at him was Harry, himself, and Hermione at Hogwarts. The smiling Hermione was swatting a laughing Ron over the head. Photo Ron coiled as Harry grinned at them both.

Ron's heart twinged.

Seeing Hermione so happy was what Ron loved the most. Seeing her smile. She didn't crack a smile around him lately. And it was entirely his fault.

'Ron?'

Ron quickly stuffed the photograph into his drawer and slammed it, turning around to see Bill standing in the doorway.

'Can we talk?' Bill asked, not really waiting for an answer as he walked deeper into the room and closed Ron's door behind him.

Ron nodded and sat down on his bed, as Bill walked over to the empty chair next to Ron's bed and sat down.

'The twin's giving you grief?' Bill asked, smiling, leaning back on the wooden chair and putting his hands behind his neck.

Ron grunted a reply and the tops of his ears turned red.

Bill smirked. 'I figured you'd be used to it by now. Is something else bothering you?'

Ron stared at Bill. Slowly he nodded, before groaning and slumping back into his pillows.

Bill smiled. 'And does this other something have to do with a certain girl whose absence is very much noticed?' He asked, taking his hands away from his neck and crossing them in front of his chest.

Ron closed his eyes and nodded again.

Smiling, Bill sat up straighter. 'So, what did you do?'

Ron opened his eyes and sat up straight, staring at Bill with a look of disgust. 'Who said I did anything?' He asked indignantly.

Bill raised his eyebrows and Ron sighed. 'Ok, I did something.' He said softly.

'Would this something be dating this Lavender girl?'

Ron winced. 'Partly.'

'And the other part?'

Ron stared at him. 'We had a fight. Well, I stopped talking to her. Because Ginny told me she snogged Viktor Krum.'

'You stopped talking to your best friend because Ginny told you that Hermione snogged Viktor Krum 2 years ago?' Bill asked, looking wary.

'Well, when you put it like that, it makes me sound like the bad person! I started going out with Lavender and she got all huffy and went to Slughorn's party with Mclaggen and now neither of us are talking to each other.' Ron said, looking angry.

'So in other words, you screwed up?' Bill asked, smirking.

Ron flared up; he looked like he was going to yell, but then his expression softened. 'In other words…yes.' He muttered, looking at his knees.

'Ron, do you like Lavender?' Bill asked, sceptically.

Ron looked up at him. 'In what way?'

'In the way that you like Hermione.'

Ron opened his mouth, obviously shocked, and then closed it. He looked back down at his feet. 'No.' He replied, in none other than a whisper.

Bill smirked. 'Hmm.' He said, nodding his head.

Ron rolled his eyes and leaned up against his wall. 'That's the first time I've ever admitted it.'

'That you don't like Lavender?' Bill asked, sitting up in the chair.

Ron shook his head. 'That I like Hermione. I think I always have. I've just been too stupid to realise it. And now I've messed it up for good.'

'I don't think you've messed it up for good. You and Hermione have fought before.' Bill stated.

'Not like this. This is different. Were different. The things we have argued about before have been stupid things. But this is something that's completely…'Ron drifted off, and stared at his feet.

Bill smiled. 'You love her.'

Ron looked at Bill, startled. 'What? No-N-No…I-I can't…do.' He stuttered, turning bright red.

This caused Bill to smile even wider. 'Yeah you do. You'll realise in time. You just need to talk to her.'

Ron smirked. 'Yeah, she's really going to want to talk to me.'

'Maybe not at first, but you guys were best friends. Both of you are not just going to throw that away, no matter what you think.' Bill replied, standing up.

He walked towards the door and grabbed the door handle. Before opening it, he turned around to face Ron. 'Just talk to her. And tell her how you feel. Trust me. It'll work out.' He said before opening Ron's door and exiting, leaving Ron in his empty bedroom, his mind swimming.

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