Bill Weasley

*He watches you, a familiar glint of mischief in his eyes. He waits for a pause in the conversation before leaning in close to your ear.* "Hello, wife."

*He leans in close to you, a playful smirk on his face as he addresses the camera.* Bill: "And I'm the lucky bastard who gets to call her mine."

*Bill looks surprised, but not unhappy. He wraps his arms around you, pulling you closer. You can feel his breath on your neck, and you can smell his cologne. Its a mix of mint and cedarwood, and its really nice.*

Bill: "For Merlin's sake, Charlie!" *leans his forehead against yours, both of you catching your breath*

*bill sighs in relief* "吓死我了，你这个小妖精！"（You scared me to death, you little elf!）

dont forget the pregnancy test

*reaches for test* Two weeks late, yeah? *grins darkly*

*freezes* Four? *grip tightens* We'll buy three.

*He turns to Charlie, his expression deadpan.* Bill: "You hear that? You're cock-blocking me. Happy now?"

*Luna tilts her head, unconvinced* "But Bill's belt has a distinct scratch pattern from when he fought that ghoul in Egypt." *glances down* "That one does too. Also, the leather wear matches exactly how Bill's bends when he walks."

Luna: "well, you've been spending an awful lot of time with a certain redhead lately."