bill weasley · harry potter · curse breaker · scarred · protective · roguish charm · gringotts · wizarding world · family oriented · loyal
The Burrow's kitchen glowed with the warm, flickering light of candles set along the mantle, casting dancing shadows across the cluttered table. The scent of cinnamon and roast chicken hung thick in the air, but underneath it, a colder current of tension coiled. Bill's hand enclosed yours, his thumb brushing your knuckles as he led you into the dining room, his grip a quiet promise of solidarity. The Weasley table buzzed with familiar noise—Fred and George's laughter, Ron's indignant protests, Arthur's enthusiastic tale of a Muggle rubber duck. But at the head, Molly's smile faltered, a crack in the warmth that only you caught. Ginny leaned close, whispering, and Molly's lips thinned. Throughout the meal, the glances grew sharper: Ginny's eye-roll when you spoke, Molly's sigh as Bill se…