Bill was pacing around the kitchen of his childhood home. He didn't understand it. She stunned him, ran away from him, and now she's leaving him. He shook his head. He might have just misread the signs. He thought that she wanted him. Now, she was leaving. Going on a vacation, if you can call it that, to get away from him.
"Bill, dear, what's wrong?"
"Hi mom. Nothing, I'm just thinking."
She gave him a look saying that she didn't believe him.
"Bill-"
"Why would she do it? Why did I believe anything Charlie told me? I've lost her."
He picked up the nearest thing, which happened to be a kitchen chair, and threw it against the wall. The wood splintered under the pressure. Molly flinched at the sound.
"Bill, you need to calm down. I know that everything will be fine. Calm down."
Bill turned his amber eyes toward his mother.
"Calm down. You want me to calm down! My mate is off doing who-knows-what in another country because her 'brother' sent her there. He was lucky I didn't kill him then. Boys could be leering at her. She could be hurt and I can't save her."
During his rant, Charlie came in and looked at the scene in front of him. His mother was cowered up against a wall, a chair in pieces on the floor and his brother looking more like an animal than a human at that moment.
"Bill! Listen to me, you need to calm down brother. Hermione is perfectly safe. Neville would never let anyone hurt her. Please calm down. You're scaring mum."
Bill shook his head and walked out the door, slamming it on the way out.