Disclaimer…I do not own William Turner but boy do I wish I did
As Will and Hermione made their way inside, Will couldn't help but to think of how idiotic this was. Hermione had come back to him and a part of him rejoiced that she did but another larger portion worried for her safety and for his own heart. It seemed as though as no matter how things turned out fate was against them in some sort of a sense. Something in his head argued that it was indeed fate that brought them together and maybe that same fate wanted them to be near each other. As Will bid Hermione a good night, he sat on what they called a couch. His lack of information of this time made him feel like an even bigger outcast.
Will never got much sleep that night or morning as his thoughts continued on the young maiden in the room he had been in previously. He was awoken from his thoughts on all things female when he heard the stairs creak. Will looked up and coming down the stairs was Remus and Bill. "Morning." Bill greeted while Remus gave a nod of the head. "I'm afraid I must tell you, Hermione is back." Will said. "When did she come here?" Bill asked. "Early this morning, she is up resting. She is quite stubborn." Will said. "She knows what she wants and is determined to get it. That's how she always has been."
All Will could do was nod, that was a summery of Hermione in a sentence.
A few hours had past and Hermione was down joining the few Order members. "Will can not stay here much longer." Bill said and added "I have a pregnant wife here and as much good I want to do I can't put my family in danger." Will nodded, him of all people knew the feeling of having people you cared about hurt. At this thought he looked at Hermione. She was beautiful in an unconventional way, she was busy chewing her lip in thought. "We could go back to the school though an explanation for our departure would be needed as well as the fact you need find your men." She said. "Going back isn't much of an option Hermione; I think the best and safest place for you two would be Grimmauld Place. Looks like you won't be getting your last year Hermione." Will didn't understand what Remus ment by last year and he didn't know where this Grimmauld Place was but one thing was definite, Hermione and himself would be alone.
"So when do we get to meet him?" Jasper asked. See we were in a band called Fading Ivory. It was Me (Bella), Alice, Jasper, and Seth. I was lead vocals and guitar, Alice played on the drums, Jasper was base, and Seth was lead guitar. Carlisle Cullen was our lovely manager who found us in a café in Port Angles. See we weren't from there but our rinky dink town of Forks had no place to play so fate brought us to Carlisle and we have been on a seemingly fast track since.
We played on Warped Tour and still do but things have gotten hectic this past year and negotiations on in if we will play next year. We kind of just blew up, and after that my world has been a whirl wind of emotions. I never really knew if I wanted this fame but I couldn't hold back my band, which refused to go without me. I wish I could go back to when I could get a burger and not be approached. I hate attention already and these autograph seeking fans freak me out. Not that I don't love my fans, because I do. It's just REALLY embarrassing.
I love though, that people hear the music Jasper and I write and they like it. The thing that freaks me out the most is the need of a body guard. I don't like it; it insinuates that we are in danger. I really don't think we are. Though, I came to love our Grizzly Bear of a bodyguard Emmett, so I am sure I am gaining one more person on my side. I was snapped from my thoughts by Emmett's booming voice.
"Right now Jazz! Here is Edward Mason." Emmett gestured to the guy behind him. Holy Crow…in what I thought to be slow motion walked in a Greek God. His bronze hair, fair skin, broad shoulders, and green eyes had me hypnotized. He was beautiful.