Smart like Stones (Liam!)

[williamweasley]

[style=font-family: times; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; color: #989898; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;]452 WORDS FOR Liam I hope this works ^.^ Sorry its short, I wanted to get these two on the roll and things kept getting interrupted. Next post will be better, promise xD DREAM [/style]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #6d6d6d;] [style=padding: 10px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; height: 475px; overflow: auto; color: #1e1e1e;] Working in the Goblin Liaison office was filling Bill with a sense of restlessness that not even pranking the goblins could alleviate any longer. He was doing his best to hide the shiftlessness he was feeling from his family, not for a second wanting any of them to feel as though he didn’t want to be home. Bill had known when he accepted the position that it was going to be mind-numbingly dull, but in the end he had been the one to ask for it. Complaining at this point would just lose him what little respect the goblins had for him – he knew that this was something he would just have to tough out quietly and he also knew that is reasons for it had been sound. Still, things were fairly quiet and the Dark Lord was keeping himself and his followers on the down low, which meant there was literally nothing for him to do other than try to seed some co-operation with Dumbledore amongst the goblins, which was going over about as well as anything did when it came to that species. As such, any little thing he received from his old boss in Egypt was a glorious distraction – though this time, it was a bit risky. Bill needed some potions ingredients that were not exactly on the ‘up and up’ from a Ministry standpoint, but they were necessary for making the elixir he was going to need to unlock the box Gurnuk had sent him. It was one he was familiar with; he’d seen them before in other tombs, so he knew how to get into it. It was solving what was inside that was going to be the tricky part – after getting the ingredients list, anyway. Bill knew there was only one place he was getting what he needed – and he also knew better than to head there alone, love of adventure or no. There was thrills, and then there was plain stupidity. As such, Bill had flung an owl off to his closest friend in the hopes he’d be willing to meet up with him in Diagon for a trip down Knockturn Alley. One of the best perks of returning to England had been getting back in contact with Liam – not that they hadn’t sent messages back and forth while he’d been in Egypt, but there was something about being able to just pop in on each other that Bill found himself rather liking, boring desk job notwithstanding. Loitering around the entrance to the Alley, Bill checked his list again before tucking it away, knowing he needed to be alert in this area and looking around for Liam, who was due to pop up any moment. [/style]

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[william]

Things around Hogsmeade had been rather traditional since Liam had been posted there after the battle that had taken place. Maybe the Death Eaters where running scared? He honestly doubted it – they were just buying their time as far as he was concerned. Or maybe he was just getting to be as paranoid as Mad eye moody. That was the last thing he needed – he wasn’t about to go around his front lawn like he was arse over tit yelling about dust bins attacking him. If that ever happened he would possibly consider retiring. There had been a time where he had thought of retiring when he and Danielle’s kids went to Hogwarts.

Well that wasn’t really an option anymore..

So he saw that all he had left was his work, finding evil wizards and sending them places where they couldn’t hurt anyone else anymore. Just where was that? Because Danielle and what happened a few months ago at the Ministry with Potter and his friends where examples that Azkaban wasn’t as full proof of a plan as they thought it was.
Though when it came down to it, Liam still had a few things left other than his work. He was a lucky man to still have a family back home in Scotland who were always happy to see him, and friends who had his back. Even if his grief sometimes blinded him to those things he would always have them, which was one reason when Bill owl’d him saying he needed some back up for a lovely stroll down Knockturn Ally he jumped at the idea. It had been a little rough keeping touch since Bill had decided to give up the thoughts of being an Auror and left to help break curses in Egypt and Liam was usually ending up only Merlin knew where.

Just now he had taken up a desk job back in England – and well Liam couldn’t find any reason to complain. He wondered why Bill would go from the interesting life in Egypt to a desk job at some Liaison office, he could only imagine how more a bore it was in comparison. Just he still tried his best not to look a gift horse in the mouth, being able to pop in and see your best mate was allot better than sending owls back and forth. He would never admit this out loud, but he sort of needed his friend around after losing his wife less than a year ago. Bill Weasley was always a guy Liam could depend on to be there if he needed him, and he would always do the same for him.

So he made sure he had someone to cover his rounds for a few hours and made his way to Diagon ally, a cloke wrapped around him and his wand tucked away safety an arm’s reach away. It wouldn’t take too much of a sign of trouble for Liam to have his wand out and pointed in someone’s face before they could say pygmepuff.

He was pushing past the crowds of witches and wizards hurrying off to get to wherever they needed to go. It wasn’t long before he spotted a familiar flash of red hair hanging out at the entrance to Knockturn ally. When he came into view he actually gave his old friend a smile.” Hey there Mate.” He said before giving him a quick one armed hug and stepping back.” So, yer mom having kittens over that hair yet?” He teased as he pointed out his friend’s long hair. Not that he had much he could say about it – his hair usually rested just about his shoulders, sometimes a little longer. Though Bill seemed to have him beat in that department.” So shall we begin our nice stroll into no mans land? What are we goin in for anyways?” Bill’s owl had mostly just asked for back up and Liam didn’t really think twice about it – so leave it to him to ask now.

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[williamweasley]

[style=font-family: times; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; color: #989898; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;]537 WORDS FOR Liam All the love <3 DREAM [/style]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #6d6d6d;] [style=padding: 10px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; height: 475px; overflow: auto; color: #1e1e1e;] Seeing Liam approaching by way of pushing his broad frame through the crowds, Bill couldn’t help but grin. The life of a hit wizard had done well for his friend, physically speaking. There weren’t many who were willing to give him much guff about his heavy-handed way of barging through. Once he was close enough, Bill subtly glanced Liam over, checking almost out of instinct for signs of fatigue or depression. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust Liam or the Ministry’s psych evaluations, so much as he was genuinely worried about a man who meant a great deal to him and had lost so much. Yet the smile dispelled the concern and Bill was wiser than most in that he didn’t think to ask how Liam was doing; he knew better than to start things off on nagging notes. Laughing easily, Bill raised a strand of said hair and stated, ”She was having kittens back when I kept it in a pony tail. She’s having cows now that I’m keeping it loose.” The tone made it very clear that Bill thought this at once hilarious and slightly annoying. Flicking the strand behind him carelessly, Bill took a glance over Liam’s shoulder before turning back to him and stating, ”Gurnuck sent me a Heka box – we discovered them years ago, and they are pretty popular with the Ancient Egyptians, particularly pre-thirteenth Dynasty – “ Realizing he was about to go on a ramble, Bill coughed slightly and cut himself off. ”Anyway, the trick to opening them is a potion poured into the keyhole; it flows through a tunnel system inside the box and crafts three keys in the bottom panel. After which, you have to figure out which key to use at which juncture – but that’s not the point,” Bill added, cutting himself off mid-ramble again. ”Point is,” Bill stated, bringing himself forcefully to the answer of Liam’s question, “Is said potion has some B-Class non-tradable goods in the ingredients list. All of which are of course common in Egypt and a wee touch frowned upon over here. So it would be unwise to have what I need mailed in – but at the same time,” Bill looked down the alley, then back at Liam. ”I may be dumb, but I’m not stupid,” He quipped. ”If I’m walking into that cesspool, I’d like to have someone I can count on at my side.” Bill had absolute faith in Liam’s ability – not because he was a Hit Wizard, but because the two of them had been scrapping and duelling side by side since their first year at Hogwarts. If there was ever a man bill wanted at his back in a tight spot, it was always going to be Liam. Love Charlie though he did, there was something to be said about fighting with a mate rather than a sibling. ”You mind?” He asked, not wanting to head through unless Liam was okay with it – which, honestly, he might not be. Buying B-Class untradeable goods wasn’t an offense, but it was certainly a grey area for Ministry officials like themselves. The last thing Bill wanted to do was have Liam skirt a grey area if he didn’t want to, after all. [/style]

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[william]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 440px; height: 600px; background-image: url(http://i967.photobucket.com/albums/ae152/Kent_Castellan/tumblr_m8tabhGOZ21qi1ebbo8_1280.jpg); -moz-border-radius: 250px; border-radius:100px 100px 100px 100px; border: 3px solid #ffffff;] I need a touch of heavenly light As Liam closed the distance between him and the man he trusted more than anyone else in the wizarding world he could see his friends eyes giving him a once over. If it had been anyone else he probably wouldn’t have noticed – or he could have been imagining things but he knew Bill had been worried for him. He couldn’t really blame him after how he looked at Danielle’s funeral and how some of his owls must have sounded. Just he had done his best to keep his pain to himself over the past few months, because when it came to people around him he either didn’t want to worry them or found it was none of their business. Bill was one of the few he just didn’t want to worry, even though he had a feeling he did. He gave his friend a bright smile and actually didn’t have to force it when he did so – though he also silently prayed that he didn’t notice the bags under his eyes. He was thankful when Bill didn’t ask how he was; Liam had grown sick of that question ever since his wife’s death. Everyone would ask ‘Are you alright?’ ‘How are you holding up?’ ‘Are you okay?’ and he would just want to snap at them that his wife had been bloody murdered! How did they think he was? But he was learning to live with his grief and allow himself to still be helpful to people. Though in the back of his mind he knew if Bill had asked, he wouldn’t of snapped at him and would of probably answered honestly – but he was still thankful he didn’t ask. When he answered his question about his mom he chuckled, Molly Weasley had always been a sweet woman – but she had also never liked Bill wearing his hair long.” Ah well, be sure ya name one Bessie.” He said with a bit of a grin before shrugging.” Don’t sweat it thought mate – Im sure she thinks Im a bad influence on ya.” He said as he picked up a lock of his own hair which he had let grow past his shoulders.” Though ya do have me beat.” He said with a bit of a grin before looking down the ally. He knew that Bill probably had a job to do and that he was just asking Liam along for the chance that they may run into some trouble – but was it bad that a small part of Liam was hoping for a bit of trouble? After everything going on he was itching for a fight but that was also something he felt was better kept to himself. He held back a bit of a chuckle when his friend started to ramble a bit about his work, it was funny. Just it also proved to him again that Bill was passionate about what he did. Even though he would of always liked him beside him as an Auror and maybe even later a Hit Wizard – he also wanted his friend to do what he enjoyed and it was easy to see where Liam's was catching bad Wizards, Bill’s was breaking curses. As the eldest Weasley got to his point Liam nodded as he crossed his large arms over his chest. So, travel into Knocktern Ally and find some slightly shady potion ingredients. What could possibly go wrong? When he continued he couldn’t help but grin a little.” Ya know I would fallow you anywhere mate, someone has to watch yer arse.” He had known Bill Weasley most of his life pretty much and in the end he would always be there for him like he knew he would do the same. He loved all of his brothers back home, but one they were muggles so there where some parts of his life that they just couldn’t be involved in and also it meant allot to have a mate you were able to trust to have your back when it came down to it. When he other wizard actually asked if he minded Liam paused, he knew that what they would be doing wasn’t really illegal but it wouldn’t look good on his record either. Then again ever since Danielle’s death, his views on how the Ministry ran things had just been getting worse and worse – if they were so good at their jobs why hadn’t they listened to Harry Potter? If they had listened to him then maybe the mass break out wouldn’t of happened and maybe Danielle would still be alive. He bit his lip for a moment because maybe’s and what if’s would get him nowhere. If it had been anyone but Bill asking he would of considered saying that he couldn’t do it.” Do I mind? Come on mate, like I’d really leave you to go into the dragons lair without me. Now come on, let’s go get those ingredients of yers.” He said with a bit of a smile as he waved a hand for Bill to lead the way.” Now we gotta blend in – so try and look at sleezey as possible.” He meant it mostly as a joke but he also knew that if they drew attention that it couldn’t really end well. [style=width: 200px; height: 10px; background-color: aeaeae; opacity: .7; -moz-border-radius: 0 0 20 20px; text-align: center; padding: 2 8 8 8px; line-height: 90%; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 10px; color: 404040; text-transform: uppercase;]there can be only one mikey! of caution 2.0

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[williamweasley]

[style=font-family: times; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; color: #989898; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;]556 WORDS FOR Liam All the love <3 DREAM [/style]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #6d6d6d;] [style=padding: 10px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; height: 475px; overflow: auto; color: #1e1e1e;] Bill was not so stupid or unobservant as to miss the bags under his friend’s eyes, but understanding kept him from commenting. He knew that things were harder for Liam than they were for most people right now, and he also knew that endlessly bringing it up wasn’t going to help the man heal – it was just going to keep bringing him down. So he let it slide, and laughed along with Liam at the idea of naming one of his mother’s metaphorical cows ‘Bessie’. ”Ah, she adores you – though of course, she did think you were a bad influence before this,” He stated with a wink, and a hang gesture toward the new length of his hair. ”Now I am sure she will find you to be a shining example of wizardry and will spend her time trying to convince me to cut it down to your length!” He finished with a grin, before noting Liam’s glance down the Alley, and doing the same himself almost out of instinct, checking to see if Liam had seen something before going back to what he had been saying earlier. When he finished, Liam crossed his arms and gave him some cheek, which had Bill grinning again. ”Says you,” He quipped, thinking back to the many brawls they’d been in and knowing full well that he watched Liam’s back just as much as Liam had watched his. When it came to taking care of each other in a duelling scenario, Bill and Liam were fairly even on the score, if either of them had ever thought to pull a Legolas and Gimli and keep count on the matter. ”Besides, what could possibly go wrong?” He added in an ironic manner, unknowingly echoing Liam’s thoughts. He noticed the pause though, and fell quiet a moment as Liam thought it through, before coming on with the devil-may-care attitude that Bill remembered from their Hogwarts days. ”Rather the dragon’s den than the serpents,” He quipped, his brother Charlie having softened him considerably toward dragons, and serpents forever reminding Bill of all things that were disreputable about Slytherin. At the sleezy comment, Bill couldn’t help but jibe, ”Oh, so try and look like you then? Got it!” He stated, winking before schooling his face to an expression that was hard and unfriendly before making his way down the alley. Surprisingly enough, the expression wasn’t that hard to make – it was one he was used to in Egypt, as he had often been sent to do the bartering in town with the locals and he had fast learned that smiles and good nature would get you ripped off faster than you could say Where’s my galleons? The serious, ‘I will take no shit from you’ expression seemed to suit Bill in an odd way, feeding off the temper and stubbornness he was known for, as well as the protective nature he had in spades, but even when he was schooled to look annoyed it was hard to hide the excitement in his eyes that came every time he was doing something that wasn’t precisely by the rulebook; though he’d never admit it, like Liam, he was half hoping for a wee bit of trouble to get his blood up. Desk jobs were not good for the health or better judgement of Bill Weasleys. [/style]

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