6. Forgiveness – Harry/Bill.
"Bill," Harry says quietly, approaching him carefully as if he's a deer ready to be frightened away. The redhead doesn't say anything, though. Doesn't even twitch from his place near the doors of the Great Hall, looking over the dead and the wounded and those who would never roam these halls again.
"Bill, just look at me, please," It's not a command, but a desperate request – practically a plea. It makes Bill give in, at least, but he still doesn't say anything. Any words he wants to say are stuck in his throat.
He's so angry.
"I'm sorry."
It's that, which finally does it. The cursebreaker pushes away from the frame, storms forward and pulls Harry into a desperate hug. It takes all he is to stop himself from breaking the twig of a teen in half, he's clinging to him so much.
"You stupid, stupid hero," Bill says, and a muffled noise escapes form Harry, something like a mix between a sob and a laugh. The battle's over, Harry and gone to Voldemort in that damned forest and—
Bill doesn't want to think about it, lest he make himself angry again.
"Don't you ever do something so stupid again, Harry," Bill growls, then has to take a deep breath to calm himself down again. Just thinking about it gets him so worked up, and whatever small part of a wolf that's in him doesn't quite like it either. "I swear to Merlin, I'll find you and kill you myself if you do."
"I promise," Harry utters. "I promise, Bill."