Chapter 16.

New Years Eve.

Alexis's POV

New Year's Eve had finally arrived and there was a celebration at the Weasley residence. Katie, Angelina, Alicia and Lee were there and so were a few kids from Harry, Ron and Hermione's grade and a few of Ginny's other friends.

Katie and I had started drinking earlier on in the day when we were setting up. We had put up a large fully enclosed heated tent, lots of food and beverage tables lots of fairy lights and left a large enough space to act as a dance floor. All in all we were pretty proud of ourselves.

It was about ten o'clock when we realised that we were a little intoxicated, we had been dancing to the muggle songs that we were playing for hours, even though no one else would dance with us. We had fallen over several times and I'm pretty sure that everyone was enjoying the fact that we were so stupid.

"Hey! I have a great idea! Let's play limbo!" I shouted to Katie, who happened to be three feet away from me.

Her eyes lit up at the idea and she transfigured her empty glass into a limbo stick. We managed to convince a few people to play and Bill and George agreed to hold the stick for us. The pair of us cheated outrageously, denying that we were out when we hadn't made it under. The limbo game didn't last long and Katie and I decided to dance again.

"Alright everyone!" Katie said, magnifying her voice, "Everyone must partner up and dance to this next song. Simply because I said so."

She put on a random slow song and I was surprised when most people did as she said. Charlie was still sitting over at a table, watching people dance and didn't look like he was going to get up anytime soon. Someone tapped me on the shoulder.

"May I have this dance?"

Bill's POV

"May I have this dance?" I asked.

Alexis looked a little confused, "You're not Charlie."

"No I'm not, good observation but I do recall telling you to try dating other people, and why this is not a date, dancing with me is better than sitting out because he is silly." I told her.

I had consumed a fair amount of fire whiskey, but not quite enough to give me a hangover tomorrow though. Alexis nodded after a few seconds and took my hand. I led her around the dance floor and was a little surprised at how well she could dance, considering her condition. I could see Charlie from over her shoulder and he was glaring daggers at me, I smiled a little and held Alexis closer, aggravating him even more. The song ended and I kissed her on the cheek before heading off the dance floor. I went and sat at the same table as Charlie.

"What the hell was that?" he asked angrily.

"I was dancing with Alexis."

"Why? You know that I like her, you can't just go and dance with her."
"As far as I am aware Charlie, she does not belong to you and as you have not asked her out I did not see a problem with dancing with my friend."

"You just can't do that Bill. Ever. Not with her."

"She is my friend and she is also old enough to make these decisions for herself. She agreed to dance with me. It's done Charlie, get over it." I glanced around the tent, "Oh no, Katie is dancing with her now. Better go and tell Katie she can't do that because one day you might grow a pair and ask her out."

He glanced over to where Katie and Alexis were dancing rather provocatively with each other in the middle of the dance floor. A few of the younger boys were wolf whistling the girls and one of them joined in and danced with Alexis while George danced with Katie.

"Well, well, well, what are you going to do now? She's dancing with another guy. Are you going to go knock his teeth out? He just touched her. You going to murder him now? A few unforgivable curses because he touched the girl you're too chicken to ask out?"

Charlie ground his teeth together as he watched the spectacle. The boy that was dancing with Alexis, Dean I think his name was touched her ass and I could almost see the steam coming out of Charlie's ears.

"Charlie, stop being so jealous. Seriously, they're just dancing."

The words had barley left my mouth when they started kissing.

"Alright and maybe it's more than just dancing. Just you wait; she might go home with him yet." I commented brightly.

"Bill. Shut up. I will kill you. After I kill Dean I will kill you." He threatened.

"Pretty sure that's not a good reason to kill someone."

"Yes it is a good reason. Can you not see that?" He asked, gesturing to the dance floor.

"Yeah I can see that. I can also see my insanely jealous brother sitting here not doing anything to get the girl. You've got to risk it to get the biscuit mate."

"Shut up Bill."

"Well look on the bright side. The scars haven't adversely affected her relationships at all. Pretty sure Dean doesn't care about her scars at all."

"He only wants sex. He's just hoping to get lucky and picked her because, as usual, she has had too much to drink."

"Maybe if you had pulled your finger out and asked her out he would have left her alone. She's having fun Charlie; I thought you were happy when she's happy."

"Not when her happiness stems from another guy having his tongue down her throat and groping her." He looked away from the dance floor and glared at his empty glass. He filled it with fire whiskey and started drinking, looking anywhere other than at Alexis and Dean. The two of the broke apart giggling about something before they headed outside. Charlie looked back at the dance floor and then around the tent, searching for Alexis.

"She's outside with Dean." I supplied.

Dean reappeared fifteen minutes later looking slightly dishevelled but Alexis did not follow him back into the tent. Charlie was glaring daggers at him and I think he was contemplating killing him. I waved Dean over to the table.

"Where's Alexis?" I asked with a wink.

He shrugged, "She said she wouldn't be long. Probably recovering, apparently I can be pretty exhausting."

Charlie had balled his hands into fists; I put a hand on his shoulder, hoping he wouldn't start throwing punches.

"I'll give you a little word of advice Dean. Never put a hand on her again, if you hurt her you have a lot of Weasley's to answer to." I advised.

Dean shrugged, "I can't help it if I'm irresistible."

"Your funeral."

"It's not like I planning on going there again. She wasn't that great. Not to mention the fact that she looks really ugly with those scars on her face."

I didn't even try to stop Charlie from punching him, I was busy helping him. Dean ended up on the ground with what was going to be a black eye and a possible broken nose.

"I think it would be best if you left." Charlie told him.

He got up, wiping the blood from his nose and left quickly.

"You should have let me do that before." Charlie muttered.

"Too late now."

Charlie didn't respond, he sat staring forlornly at the door.

"Just go Charlie."

"I don't know what to say though." He admitted.

"Listen then. And maybe tell her that you love her."

He shook his head and left the tent.