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Written for the January Event over on Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry (Challenges & Assignments)

Pairing: Bill/Fleur

Trying To Call It Off

It was five weeks until his wedding to Fleur would occur, but over the last few weeks Bill had been having second thoughts. Not because he didn't love her, or think that she didn't love him, but because he had been becoming increasingly worried that he wasn't good enough for her and that he was preventing Fleur from being with someone whole.

With a flick of his wand, his quill and parchment were ready to copy the words he dictated.

Dear Guest,

It is with great regret that I must inform you that the wedding of William Weasley and Fleur Delacour will no longer be going ahead.

In these trying times the couple have parted amicably, and wish you all the very best.

Sincerely,

William and Fleur

The red head looked down at the letter, and whilst he was willing to admit that it wasn't his best, it would more than serve its purpose.

With a further flick of his wand his quill began to rewrite the letter a hundred times over, at the very same moment his mother came bursting through his bedroom door.

"William Weasley, would you care to explain what I just overheard?" she demanded, with her hands planted firmly on her hips. The look on her face made Bill shrink back into his chair; it was the same look she gave his younger brothers Fred and George on many occasions, but he had never been on the receiving end – until now. "Well, why are you trying to cancel your wedding?"

A silence fell between the pair; the only sound that could be heard was the scratching of the quill against the parchment.

Molly raised her eyebrows at her son, and repeated her earlier question.

"Mum, I'm not good enough for her," he sighed. "I mean look at me; I'm scarred for life and we both know I'm not the same man she fell in love with. It's just I'm the only one who is willing to admit it."

"Then why is my future daughter-in-law downstairs gushing about how much she loves you, and telling anyone who will listen how she admires how much that you haven't allowed your scars to define you?" Molly asked, walking a few paces to close the distance between herself and her son. "Do you really want to prove her wrong?"

When Bill didn't reply, Molly carried on talking, and this time she took a more direct and forceful approach. If the boy wouldn't listen to reason, then she would spell it out for him

"That girl loves you so much, and you will not break her heart. You worry that you aren't good enough for her anymore, but do you really think she is that shallow?" Molly asked, flicking her own wand to stop the quill from writing.

Bill shook his head in shame, "No I don't. Thank you mum."

He stood up and embraced his mother, thankful for the fact that she had come in before he could make the biggest mistake of his life, and his gratitude only increased ten-fold the next time he gazed up on his angelic Fleur's face.

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