Lessons in a Tree House
July 7, 2017
Fathers are overprotective, and don't like their little girls to grow up and have boyfriends. When said father is Bill Weasley, you're in trouble.
A seventeen year old Victoire Weasley was sitting in the tree house that she had loved when she was little. Her head was leaning against the wall and her shoulders slumped. Her eyes were full of tears, and it looked like it was sapping all her energy to not let them fall.
"Vic?" she heard her father say behind her.
"Leave me alone!" she snarled.
"Vic, I need to talk to you," he said gently. She turned around.
"I don't want to talk to you," she said, and she could not contain the tears any longer. They fell down her face like a river, snaking into one another. Bill seemed unfazed by this though, and went and sat down next to her.
"Victoire Appoline Weasley," he said sternly, "I have something to say and you are going to listen."
"No," she cried, "I'm of age now, and you're not in charge of me and I can do whatever I want!"
"Besides, you like Teddy!" she cried, "You've known him since before I was even before, you knew him when his parents were still alive, and I've known him that whole time too-well most of that time-and it's not fair for you to suddenly dislike him when I start to date him!"
"Victoire-" he said again.
"And I'm old enough now to be able to choose my own boyfriends, and I love Teddy and I'm going to date him and I don't care what you say because nothing is going to change my mind," she finished her rant and waited in the silence.
"Now it's my turn," Bill said, "You're my little girl, Vic, and I love you. I've watched you grow up your whole life to become an amazing girl-woman I should say," he said when she glared at him, "And I'm very overprotective of you and your siblings but it's just because I love you. And you have to bear in mind that I was a teenage boy once, so I actually know how they think. In my mind, Vic, when I look at you, I still see that little girl that didn't want to be a big sister. And I know you're not that little girl anymore, but I still want you to be." Victoire fell silent.
"I'm always going to be your little girl," she said, "I'm just going to be your grown-up little girl." She said smiling. He smiled too.
"But," she countered, "I'm going to have boyfriends, and date, and maybe even get married one day and you're just going to have to get over that fact."
"I know," he said slowly, "And that's why I'm saying it's okay for you to date Teddy."
"Really?" she asked, her eyes shining.
"Yes," he said. She was about to climb down when he stopped her, "One more thing Vic."
"What?" she asked confused.
"Teddy's special. Don't break his heart," Bill said grinning and Victoire rolled her eyes.
"I just spent an hour up here crying and you think I'm going to break his heart?" she teased and began her descent from the tree house. Bill sighed, stood up, and began to climb out of the tree house too.
Victoire was all grown-up now, and he was kind of glad.
It meant no more lessons in a tree house.
A/N-That was extremely fluffy. Gah, I really hate writing extreme fluff. It just makes me want to cringe. It just always sounds so fake, you know? I always try to make it sound real when I write it and hopefully I succeeded. Thank you for reading, and wish me good luck in alohamora080's Daddy's Girl Competition!