𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐬. (lionheart) wrote in ridgewayresort, @ 2010-12-28 15:41:00 |
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Entry tags: | bill weasley, hestia jones |
Who: Hestia and Bill
When: Not long after she arrived
Where: Her cabin
Rating: TBD
Status: Incomplete
Bill was glad to see that Hestia was here. If there was someone here apart from his family that he wanted in this place it was her. Not because he wanted her at the whims of whoever was in charge but because he wanted her in his life still despite being someplace else. Apart of him still felt a bit guilty about what he was doing but in the end he did it because he cared for her a lot. Finding the cabin easily enough he knocked on the door, calling out to her.
Hestia was terrified. She didn't deal with change well at all. In fact, with the amount of crying she did after Charlie found out about her and Bill, she was surprised Bill hadn't gotten sick of her. But he hadn't. And she felt bad. She felt worse because she still wanted to be with Charlie as much as she wanted to be with Bill. They were so different but they made her feel the same way. It was confusing and frustrating and being in this place just wasn't helping.
Crawling out of bed, Hestia darted across the room and pulled open the door. She didn't even give him a chance to say hello. Hestia threw herself into his arms, burying her face in the crook of his neck. "Bill, this place is bad. How did we get here? I want to go home! I'm so glad that you're you and now strange like the rest of this place. Aunt Nan must be so worried about me, I told her I was just stopping by Diagon for a minute to pick up some supplies but I was really coming to see you but she expects me back and I can't get back! I can't apparate or anything. I mean, I can apparate, but not home. And I think I splinched my hair."
Bill reached out to take Hestia into his arms in an effort of comforting her. "I don't know how we got here. No one seems to do," he admitted softly. "I don't think she'll know that you are gone," he said. "I think we don't really leave, just a copy of us comes here or something. I don't know, wouldn't we hear of people disappearing though?" he asked. It was the only thing that made sense to him.
"I'm sorry love," he said going to squeeze her gently.