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"You ready?" Bill asked, his fingers trailing absentmindedly over Eleanora's shoulder. "Hey."
"Mmmmm no." Eleanora pulled a pillow closer to her chest and inhaled the scent of Bill's sheets. All she wanted was a few more minutes in bed with her fiancee while the world was at peace.
Bill laughed and leaned forward to wrap his arm around Eleanora's waist. He kissed her shoulder and rested his chin on her arm. "Dad'll at least be fine with it. And most of the Order will be happy."
"Mhmm."
"It's just Mum..."
"She's going to kill us."
"She's going to kill me."
Bill ran his hand over Eleanora's stomach and she turned to smile up at him. "How are you not more hungover? You'd think after last night, you'd- wait, what's that?" She was staring at something on his shoulder, something that hadn't been there before. She sat up in bed to get a better look. "When did you get a tattoo?"
Bill looked down at his shoulder in mild surprise. "Huh. I thought that was a dream."
"You what?" Eleanora pulled herself up further and took Bill's arm in her hand. "Back- back up. When-?"
"Last night." Bill sighed and collapsed back on the pillows, resting a hand over his eyes. Eleanora knitted her eyebrows together in a highly unimpressed expression. "With your dad," Bill groaned at the memory. He was more hungover than he was acting, but he didn't want Eleanora to see that. He figured he'd put her through enough the night before.
Eleanora let out a derisive snort. "My dad was behind this- wait, let me see it again." She pulled Bill's arm over to get a closer look at the tattoo. "It's just an E," she said, laughing. "In the whole wizarding world of tattoos, Weasley- I mean, you could've gotten anything-"
"I was drunk!" Bill tried to defend himself, but couldn't help laughing at it himself. "Remind me to never go out with your dad again."
"Yeah, trust me- I won't make that mistake again." Eleanora patted his shoulder, unable to control the growing smirk on her face.
"What?" Bill said, watching her get out of bed.
"I used to think you were the smartest person at Hogwarts." She pulled a sweater on and tossed Bill a t-shirt. "Come on, let's tell your mum we're getting married."
"And- maybe leave out the part about the tattoo?"
"Depends on how she takes the first bit of news."
Bill followed Eleanora down the stairs and into the kitchen where, surprisingly enough, the twins were standing with Mr. and Mrs. Weasley. They all looked up when Bill and Eleanora entered and the twins gave them identical sly smiles. "Good morning," George said cheerfully before snickering into his coffee mug.
