A tornado of emotions Touches the bottom of her soul It breaks walls of imagination, Defying pain; it opens her whole
It is chaos It is madness It is A beautiful disaster
-Clairel Estevez
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Bailee woke up the next morning and rolled over to see the clock on her right read 5:30 am bailee knowing she wasn't going to get back to sleep got up.
The very tired girl tried to make her way downstairs as silent as possible, but failed when she fell down the stairs once again. She got up off the ground and made her way into the kitchen, very quiet as to not disturb anyone. That was until the half French tripped and fell onto the ground once again this morning.
The sudden noise alarmed Bill Weasley as he was sitting at the table drinking a cup of tea and reading the daily prophet, he didn't even hear anyone come in until he heard a thud. He dropped his newspaper and immediately got up to help whoever fell, once he realized it was Bailee on the ground he felt his cheeks go warm, but why? Bill thought
After getting up with the help of bill he asked if she was alright
"I'm okay" she reassured him with a smile
"Are you sure you took a pretty hard fall" Bill explained while chuckling under his breath at the girls clumsiness.
"Yes, I'm used to it by now" the brunette girl answered
"Your used to it?" The eldest Weasley child questioned
"Yeah I fall and trip all the time, I fell down the stairs a few minutes ago" Bailee explained while laughing
That's what that noise was bill thought
"Yup" Bailee Said
Bill's face turned into confusion at her sudden answer and then turned into realization "I said that out loud didn't I" The red haired man explained
Bailee let out a laugh and nodded her head. She failed to see the eldest Weasley child turn a shade of crimson red before shaking it off what's wrong with me today bill thought, he'd never blushed so much in his entire life.
For the next few hours they just talked, as if nothing was wrong, as if the world wasn't falling apart and people were dying and being killed left and right. Over those few hours the eldest Weasley child and the half French girl talked about the most random things, they wouldn't admit it, but they both had a good time.
