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Bill Weasley, August 1995, Letter

Name: Bill Weasley
Date: August 1995
Format: Letter
Relevance: One of a series of letters between B Weasley and Charlie R. Weasley, discovered after the war, detailing the involvement of B. Weasley with Fleur Delacour and Sirius Black. Despite efforts of top codebreakers and arithmancers, no evidence of any details of Order activities has been found.



Prince Albert-

You're right. That crazy bitch didn't deserve someone like Tsura. She sounds nice. Have you shagged her yet? Or will you claim "it's not like that?"

Speaking of shagging, yes. I did. Or rather he let me. But- it's not really about that, pervert. No- he's not completely mad. A bit yes. But look at our family? No paragons of sanity there- cept maybe Ginny. And Taid and Granny Annie. Rest are nutters. But back to him. He has his moments. But he's not as mad as the others think he is. Or treat him like. Everyone else seems to act like he's broken or fragile or if not those, then like he's exactly as he was before he went in. Bollocks. All of it.

As for what I see in him? Fuck. You're such a girl when you ask me things like that. How can I answer that and not seem like a girl too? Prat. He's very smart but contained, like one of those puzzle boxes Uncle Gideon had. Can't force them open just have to know how to shift things around. He likes directness but not rudeness or crassness - and stop thinking that right now, Charlie- Also, the man prefers Bass and who can ignore a sign like that? He's a good bloke. But he's more than that. Bit wild. And he's locked up here like he was there and he's like one of those dragons of yours. And has a wicked punch too. And before you get defensive, I did hit him first. And yes this when Ginny wrote to ask you if you had flooed in to break my jaw again. You clearly have made it impossible for me to have any normal relationship with bloke.

I told you Fleur had moved here and was working at the bank, right? Yes, probably a few times. I'm thinking of letting a place near Diagon around Christmas- Maybe before. Probably before. Probably before Halloween knowing me. Whenever- I have to give Jack some time to find another housemate. But then I'm going to convince her to move in with me. Think she will? Damn, I hope so. God but I'm mad for her.

And no. We haven't. Not yet. Nearly. But- well, the time's not been right for her yet. Soon. I hope. Merlin's sparkly come on toast, do I hope it's soon. Balls are going to match my jumper if we keep this up.

Miss you.
-B
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Bill,

She really did give Croatia a very bad name. Yasmina. Ugh, wretched, wretched bitch. Tsura is really nice, brilliant really. I took over some beer after writing, we drowned her sorrows for a while and that seemed to help. And, no, I haven't shagged her yet because it's not like that. Especially considering my last letter was by and large how her horrible fiend of a girlfriend up and left her. Rebound Charlie, I am not.

So Sirius fucking Black wiles away the hours shagging and getting into fistfights? Sounds like the perfect companion for you then. Have you mentioned to him that Percy used to have nightmares about him and had a special 'Keep the Black Away' torch? On second thought, I could see how that would be disheartening rather than compmlimentary, so maybe you shouldn't say.

Things with Fleur are going good then, I guess, if you're looking to get her to move in with you. What sort've work is she doing at the bank again? Seems, from what I hear anyway, that she's equally mad about you, so I'd think she will. Long as no one tells her about your laundry habits.

Dragons continue to be fine, though I was in the med wing again for a while yesterday. Little juvie caught me offguard, would've blasted my face if I hadn't turned away in time. As it is, just got a nice burn on my ear.

You know what really fucking sucks because you can't really hear that well and it hurts like a bitch every time you put your balaclava on?

Having a burn on your ear.

Love,
Charlie
Charlie-

No, you're not Rebound Charlie- you're Drink Your Sorrows Away Charlie. Dear god, did you bore her with talk of dragon eggs? Or does she actually like that thing? And you know if you drink enough you're going to get mouthy and fuck her. I'll include a galleon. Buy more beer.

Not just. He also smokes. Rather constantly. I've got Mbizi owling some Sphinx tobacco. He should like that. And har har har. No. I'm not telling him that. Arse.

Things are very good. Very good. She's it, Charlie. I know it. Knew it from the first day I spent with her in the hospital wing. And it's not just the veela bit- she's amazing. I just want to do as much and anything I can to make her smile. God- what an incredible smile. And she's smart. She's working in the International Relations side of things. I tease her that she's just charming wizards to invest and it wouldn't even matter what.

See this? This is me rolling my eyes at you. Yes- just here. Miss it? Want me to do it again? There. You are not allowed to get your face blasted. I happen to be rather fond of it- freckles and all.

Speaking of your balaclava of fireproofing and hilarity- Why the fuck weren't you wearing it around that juvie? Idiot.

I'm taking dinner things to Fleur's tonight. Pasta a la Bill. And some wine.

Shut your mouth. I'm not a girl.

-B
Bill,

I did not bore her with talk of dragon eggs. This may shock you, Bill, but some people that live and work on dragon reserves actually have some passion about teeny baby dragons enclosed in shell. And I am not going to get mouthy and fuck her, because I appreciate her as a person and the next day would be awkward. I don't want to be awkward with Tsura.

How's he doing in there? Getting any better with being indoors all the time?

She sounds pretty damn perfect from this end, and I'm sure you're just a paragon of objectivity on this subject. But she seemed like a nice sort of girl when I saw her, if not overly fond of dragons.

I do have a question though, call me devil's advocate. Why are you shagging Sirius Black if you've also found The One?

I didn't have it on because this particular girl is normally very well-behaved and it was really fucking warm out. Yes, please, tell me more about how it is my fault.

-Charlie

P.S. You are such a fucking girl.

P.P.S. Here's a photo of Tsura from a couple nights ago. Do not take this as a declaration of my love for her.

Prince Albert-

Only some people like such talk and I'm sure there are limits to even their tolerance for five hours of drunken hatching stories.

And for the record? You are SO FULL OF SHIT. Completely fucking full of shit. You respect her as a person? I happen to know for a fact that you can respect people very nicely when you're fucking them into a wall. Stop pretending you have restraint on your cosy little moral high road. Fuck, Charlie- you can't even see the side of that damn road it's above your head so much. You respect her as a person indeed. I do love you even if you are delusional.

Not really- but he calms when I bring him fish and chips or give him someone to take the piss out of- namely me, of course.

Objectivity is my middle name. Like Modesty. And Humility.

I am shagging SIrius Black because A) I want to. B) He wants to. And C)- most importantly- Fleur and I haven't put any restrictions on such things as of yet. She is more than welcome to look at other men. I will just have to rip their balls out through their throats when she's done looking.

That particular girl is still a dragon. And what did we learn from this little adventure?

-Bill
PS: I've pictures of you in a frock.
PPS: She's beautiful. Shag her. And you mentioned love first. Something you wish to confess, little brother? And isn't that YOUR shirt?
Bill (you bastard),

Well, when she complains I shall graciously do my best not to do it anymore. As it stands, thus far she doesn't seem to mine, possibly because I also listen to her talking about metal and all even if I don't know shit about blacksmithing.

Oh, fuck you, I am not. And I'm not about to shag her even if I do want to, because she just broke up with her bitch girlfriend. Plus, she's a mate. I, unlike you, do not shag all my friends.

Seems to me that if you're wanting to move in with her, then maybe it'd be pretty easy to fall into thinking that unspoken restrictions were put in place? I guess it doesn't matter if she's fine with him though.

I'm wearing the damn thing from now on, yes, thank you.

-Charlie.

P.S. But you're the one whose system is apparently swimming in estrogen.

P.P.S. Yeah, she is. And she slept on the sofa and needed something to wear for the day, don't let your mind fall into the gutter.
Charlie (you liar),

Ah- perhaps it is a match made in boring ramblings heaven then. She makes the harnesses and cages then?

No, fuck you. You are. But at least you've admitted that you want to shag her. Progress through your denial addled brain. You can't have mates that are girls, Charlie. It's just against the rules of the universe. I don't shag all of my friends. I've not shagged Moody and he's a good bloke. And- I've not shagged Jac- Ton- Aubre- Or Kingsley. Though I would. He's damn fit.

Shockingly, I actually plan to talk to her about such things should the time come that we move in together. I'm not an idiot.

There's a smart lad.

-B

PS: And you're the girl who sent a picture of a bird you claim is just a 'mate'.

PPS. Thought you lot lived in all together like?
Bill (you prick),

Yeah, so she works with leather a lot too. And in a lot of cases it's not even she has to make new ones, just repair the old ones before they get enough wear and tear that we fall off the dragon and crash into a mountain.

Why can't I have mates that are girls? Just because you're so damn limited in your world view. I, however, am...enlightened. And, anyway, how things are right now are pretty much perfect anyway so, I wouldn't shag her even if I could. I mean, I can. Probably. But I won't.

Kingsley is mad fit.

So she doesn't know you're shagging the very infamous Sirius Black?

As though you haven't done anything stupid on the job. Though now that's mostly accidentally putting numbers in the wrong column now, less possibility of danger.

-Charlie

P.S. In an attempt to do a bit of visual storytelling!

P.P.S. Yeah, but it's still like a 10 minute walk down to her cottage. And it was late. Easier this way.

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Continued from here because while I didn't want to spam our brand new Remus, I also didn't want to immediately abandon this thread :D

*chases him then flying tackles Fenrir and snaps his mansierre*

NOOOOOOOOOOOOO! THAT WAS MY BALCONETTE, YOU BASTARD.
*attempts to give Bill a wedgie and finds to his digust that Bill isn't wearing any underwear, the tart*

He seems to have his gears stuck in CAPSLOCKRAR mode for the moment :/
*cackles*
Ha! Take that, you twat! Your plan is foiled! Or were you just trying to feel me up?

Hee hee. This is perfect!
*Giggles*
I really should be staying off the internets but... just one more comment! Last one. Promise.

*huffs*
You wish, Weasley. It's not my fault I had to stick my hand most of the may down your trousers before I realised you weren't wearing any pants.
*hides* Hadn't seen this, I'm sorry! *hides a lot more* Gideon's totally unimpressed with me, too. Mea culpa, mea maxima culpa.

*grins slightly and teases*
Self-contained like a puzzle box? With a simile like that, Bill, nobody will think you a girl. Don't worry.
*snogs and loves* No worries on our part. :P

*roll his eyes and gives him a friendly shove on his shoulder*
Shut it, you.
*laughs openly, giving Bill a one-armed hug*
Tell me about your housemate Jack.

Btw, Bill and Charlie totally rock, I had much fun today reading their exchange of letters.
On another note: Is either of you interested in going on with our zoo thread?

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April 12 2008, 20:52:34 UTC 8 years ago Edited:  April 12 2008, 22:04:35 UTC

*wraps his arm around Gideon's waist*
Good to see you, Ged.
*snorts*
Jack? Ah- Jack's in his early fifties- though he'll try to convince you he's not a day over 40. But the grey hair gives it away. Good bloke. Another cursebreaker for the bank- I trained under him for a few weeks before Egypt.

*Giggles* They are SUCH boys sometimes. But thank you! We are shamelessly fond of them together.
Oooh ZOOOOOOO! I am! I'll poke at Catie today when she shows up about it.
*presses an affectionate kiss to his temple*
Same here.
*grins*
Not that fifty is old for any of us, but the number seems to inspire fear in many people. What made you share with him? Or rather: what made him share with you when you returned to London?

They're absolutely fabulous! :D
That sounds good!
*eyes close at the kiss, hand tightening briefly in the back of Gideon's shirt then loosening again*

*dubious look* Speak for yourself. And oi- watch it. I'll have you know I'm a very good housemate- especially for blokes who can't cook. Which Jack can't. And he had a spare room available when I needed it.
*strokes his shoulders a little affectionately and eventually lets go of him*

*laughs* Well, I never got anywhere near it, but I can't say I was too bothered about getting older.
*teases* A match made in heaven then, as far as living arrangements go. What did he do when you left and moved in with Fleur? Go back to some sort of take-away routine?

I'm off to bed now. :)

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The locks on the doors here are shite, Bill.
*rolls his eyes*
Your excuses for spying are shite.
*raises her brows innocently*
I'm sorry, spying?
*fixes her with a Look* Yes. Spying. Am I speaking Mermish?
You can speak Mermish, can't you? 44 languages and dialects, right?
You are changing the subject.
*shrugs nonchalantly, though her eyes sparkle*
You're the one that brought up Mermish, Billy Goat.
*narrows his eyes*
When you seemed incapable of understanding English.

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