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 ( Read more... )
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 ( Read more... )
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.
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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?
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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.
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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?
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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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Leather and metal. Ask her if she does custom work? Or has a catalog of naughty things she makes. Being without dragons, as I am, you see.
Because you can't. I know you. The moment you claim a girl is a mate it means you're lusting after her something fierce and are too chicken-shit to do anything about it. Or she refused you- And being a metalworker, I wouldn't think she'd be that put off by the shiny bit in the end of your cock.
Reckon I should pull him while I can. If he's interested in blokes. Not that that's stopped us- yes us- before.
Not as such at the moment?
Yes, but I've still got both my ears and they are undamaged even. And I'm not just doing numbers, you prat. Someone has to deal with the vaults and the protective charms.
-B
PS: Right. That's all it was. Does this even sound convincing to you?
PPS- I thought it was early? Next Day you said. Couldn't walk down to her place to change?
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There is no way whatsoever that I am going to ask her if she makes naughty things, let alone has a catalog of them that I can send to you. No way that's happening.
She has not refused me because I haven't asked. And that's not because I'm chicken-shit either, you bastard. You haven't met her, you don't understand. She's not like other birds.
Yes, by all means seduce Kingsley Shacklebolt. Be careful sucking him off though0 he looks like he has thighs strong enough to break your neck by accident.
How do you think she'd feel about it?
Yes, Mr. Bill and his beautiful ears, beautiful everything. And, alright, alright, fair enough.
-Charlie
P.S. I just happened to have my camera with me, was all.
P.P.S. I- well...yeah, I guess I could have. It just didn't occur to us at the time.
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You're such a wet blanket Charlie. I reckon she has a whole wardrobe of naughty things. And having a girlfriend before- bet she has a nice harness and shiny metal dildo for it. Maybe instead of shagging her, you should let her shag you.
"You haven't met her, you don't understand. She's not like other birds." Oh for fuck's sake, Charlie. You've fallen for her. And you're writing shit out of Tonks' romance novels.
Damn- Really think so? I can take it pretty hard- as you know. But god, imagine having to explain that one to Mum.
Don't know. And it keeps me from begging embarrassingly to fuck her, now doesn't it? She knows about me and blokes. So that's not a surprise at all. And she probably knows I'm having it off with him anyway. She's not stupid by any means.
That's right. And don't you fucking forget it.
~B
PS: While she was drinking her ex-girlfriend woes away? In your shirt? She'll get you back for that, I reckon.
PPSL You could have changed at her place? But it didn't occur to both of you that she lived twenty meters away? So instead you gave her your clothes? Just a mate, my fit arse.
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She You That's a thought that's going to linger Oh my God, I hate you so much.
I...have not. We're just...argh, just shut up. Once you meet her, you'll understand. Speaking of when the hell are you coming to visit?
Yeah, but those thighs...on the plus side, you'd be dead, so it'd be Kingsley's to explain.
Yeah, but you like to have sexual chemistry and flirt with strangers and inanimate objects like fire hydrants, and it doesn't always translate to shagging. But fair enough.
-Charlie
P.S. Yeah, you know, she's never had a camera of her own, but seems taken with it.
P.P.S. Oh, fuck you, we were pissed that night. And if we shag, you'll doubtlessly hear about it.
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You never dealt well with the fact that I'm right. Especially about birds. And shagging. And pretty much everything else.
But you can imagine it, can't you? Smooth and just a bit cool to the touch, how easy it would glide into you? How hard it would be. Bet she's got great tits, too. Get those against your back as she fucked you, pressing you down into the mattress. Reckon she'd find out about your ears soon enough too.
Squirming in your chair, aren't you, Little Brother? Got all nice and hard thinking about it, didn't you? Need a wank now, don't you?
Go on then. What are you waiting for? Take that pierced cock out and do it.
Have one off- while you think about this 'mate' of yours.
Cheers!
-B
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You...you are a fucking, fucking bastard.
Oh my fucking God.
-Charlie
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I love you too.
-Bill
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Dear Bill,
You know, after a period of reflection following your last letter when I had my pants around my knees, I realized something. This is all just frustration on your part, isn't it Billy Boy? You're projecting, because you get to be around Fleur all the damn time without getting to shag her.
Bet that just makes you crazy, doesn't it? Not getting to touch her, put your hands on her breasts or that sweet arse of her. Imagine how good she's going to be when you finally get her like that- oh, I bet it drives you crazy thinking about that. You think she wants it as much as you? Maybe she gets wet thinking about you, about what she wants you do to her, maybe she lies back and gets herself thinking about your fingers, your mouth, your cock.
So I understand your frustrations, Bill, you poor blue-balled bastard.
-Charlie
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*OMGlaughingsohardI'msnortingcoffee*
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I hate you. Just so we're clear about that.
It's not all projection- especially not if you had your pants around your knees, hand on your cock, and jerking it off to the thought of Tsura ramming a dildo up your freckled arse.
And I do get to touch her. My hands have been fortunate enough to have been on both her breasts and her sweet arse- and what a very sweet one it is.
But fuck, I hope she does. The more she thinks about it- the more she'll want it. She's going to be amazing, is what she's going to be. Tight and wet and perfect. I know it. Soon. I'll get my mouth on her soon- show her just what I can do for her. I'll make her scream out my name again and again, until it's the only thing she knows. I will tongue spells to her clit, worship the beauty of her body with my mouth and hands. And she will cry from the pleasure of it all.
And when it is time, when she is ready for me, I'm going to slide into her, fit myself inside her again and again until she comes apart for me. And then begs me for more.
So yes- I hope she thinks about it. I sure as fuck do.
-B
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You're a fucking bastard, you know that? I hope you know that. And also that I hate you.
I- you- argh. Fuck.
-C
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