He wasn't sure if that was better of worse, at the state he was in. Well better, he supposed but right now that didn't feel like better. His little girl, his virgin little girl, and a man like Terry Booth was trying to get her in bed.
"Gods, I want him dead, Fred," Bill growled and the feeling was so strong, overpowering, that it almost scared him. "I want to hurt him, physically hurt him for this and gods I don't know how to stop myself from marching straight to Hogwarts and tear him limb from limb.