Chapter four:
Bill began making his way up the stairs when Molly's voice stopped him, "Bill, the boy is in Ginny's room at the moment."
Bill turned around with a confused look,"I thought you said he was locked in my room?"
Molly sighed, "He will be once you get him."
Bill rolled his eyes,"I see." He began walking towards Ginny's room, "I'll go put him in mine then."
Molly smiled as Bill left the room, "Alright who wants to help me with dinner?" She said exhausted.
...
Bill gently opened Ginny's room, and quietly stepped in spotting Malfoy he Shut the door. Malfoy was looking through his sisters things.
Bill cleared his throat to signal he was in the room. Malfoy froze for a brief moment, then shot around to face his new visitor.
Malfoy stared at him for a moment then smirked, "Your a Weasley I presume."
Bill nodded,"Yes I am, what gave that away?" Bill joked.
Malfoy didn't respond staring at Bill intently.
Bill raised an eye brow,"I'm here to take you to your new room."
Malfoy scoffed,"You mean new prison."
Bill shrugged,"Depends on how you look at it I presume."
Bill led Malfoy to his room, "Here it is." Bill said simply as he opened the door.
Malfoy stepped in the room and glance around,"Do all the rooms look the same..."
Bill wasn't sure if it was actually a question he wanted answered, or he was just talking to himself. Choosing to ignore it he said,"I will bring up food for you in a bit."
"I don't need your food." Malfoy said disgusted at the thought.
"You have to eat sometime."
"I'd rather die." Malfoy responded and walked over to the bed and plopped down.
Bill shrugged, "Suit yourself, I'll be back in a few hours have fun by yourself."
Malfoy glared at Bill as he left the room and locked the door.
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Bill made his way back downstairs and entered the kitchen to find Molly and Feur preparing supper.
"He's in my room."
Molly stopped getting out dishes and turned towards her son, "Alright, I'll have you give him the leftovers when we all are done eating."
"He said he won't eat our food."
Molly shook her head,"He will have to eat sometime, if anything I'll go talk to him."
Bill leaned up against the counter,"What makes you think he'll listen to you?"
She smiled,"I have ways."
Fleur began chuckling from the corner and put down a towel she was using to dry her hands,"Sounds
like Molly has it under control."
A/N: Sorry its so short... I kept putting this off next one will be longer- this time I mean it hehe... I
feel bad. :'(