[For Bill] Backdated to early July

[sixthhandlion]

Maybe the worst thing about all of this was that there was no one to talk to about it.

Not that Ron particularly wanted to talk to anyone about the fact that his best mate had walked in on him and his girlfriend naked, but he hadn't been able to shake the feeling that things had gotten bloody weird between all of them since. Even being happy about

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[red_ponytail]

Bill, as it happened, was just getting started on the cleanup after his dinner shift. Everyone had eaten well, and there weren't many leftovers to pack away, but there was, as usual, an absolute tonne of dishes to get washed and put away.

Bill didn't mind it, though, just part of the job, and often he had help in the form of Coraline or someone else. He whistled some Beatles tune idly as he gathered up the dirty things, glancing up briefly when he saw a familiar flash of red. "You're late for dinner, wanker," he said cheerily, and pointed to a fixed up plate without looking. "Good thing I set one aside for you."

[sixthhandlion]

"Thanks," Ron said, and took a seat at the counter, pulling the plate towards himself. He looked down at it and made a face, but not because he didn't think it'd taste amazing. Bill's food was probably his favorite on the island, if only because it reminded him of his Mum's.

"I don't think I'm hungry though."

[red_ponytail]

That statement prompted Bill to completely stop what he was doing and look up in surprise. He might have given Ron shit for it, then, if he'd not seen the expression on his brother's face.

"What's happened?" he asked. "Are you ill or something?"

[sixthhandlion]

Ron's face twisted up into an awkward frown as he looked down at the plate of food, then back up at Bill. If it was possible at all, this was more difficult than he thought it'd be.

"Do you-- do you remember a while back, when... when you gave me that thing just in case me-- erm, me and Hermione ever... you know?" he said, or barely managed to say, really.