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"Yes. I am fine with it, because all relationships are about giving and then receiving in return. I am giving myself to Bill and allowing him to take care of me in a way that he and his wolf need. In return he takes what I am comfortable and uncomfortable with into consideration, and I know that he would never push me into doing something that I truly do not want to do. Again, if you don't understand it, that's fine, but you are going to have get used to it, because what Bill and I have is not going to change anytime soon."
With that Ron stood up, nodded his head and walked right out of the kitchen while his wife Lavender followed along right behind him.
Have you ever experienced that extremely awkward silence that sometimes befalls groups of people when they have absolutely no idea how to respond to something that they have just witnessed? Because if so, then you will understand the completely awkward silence that followed Ron's departure from the Dining room. No one moved, no one talked, and it seemed to me at least, that George wasn't even daring to take a breath.
Finally the silence was broken by Mrs. Weasley who quite loudly started to magically gather all of the dirty dishes off of the table, "Come now Ginny and help your dear old mum clean up all of these dirty cups and plates." You would think that the way she said it would leave no room for argument, but alas Ginny just did not get the hint.
"But mum, that's what magic is for," she complained as she sank down further into her seat while she tried to make herself look as small as possible.
"Now!" Mrs. Weasley told her sternly as she walked back into the kitchen with Ginny following along behind her grumbling complaints under her breath.
It seemed that that was all that was needed to break the silence as everyone quickly started up their conversations again while going off and doing their own thing. Without looking at anyone, including Bill, I walked out of the dining room and up into Bills room, where I shut the door behind myself and laid down on his bed before I started to take deep breaths of his calming scent that seemed to be imbedded into his sheets.
I wasn't laying there looking at his wooden ceiling for very long before the door opened and then shut quietly, and it didn't take a genius to figure out who it was that was now sitting silently next to me on the bed.
"Mione, are you alright?" Bill asked me as he laid down next to me on the bed and gently began petting my head in a very soothing manner.
"I'm fine," I said as I snuggled deeper into his loving embrace.
"Then why did you come up here all alone?" He whispered in my ear quietly as he pulled my body closer to his own in comfort.
"I just don't understand what his problem is." I exclaimed exasperatedly as I sat up suddenly, consequently yanking myself out of his arms as I went. "He is the one who broke up with me. He is the one who got married right after the final battle to Lavender. So why is he acting as though I betrayed him?" I practically yelled.
Bill sat up next to me and wrapped a comforting arm around my shoulders, drawing me back into his embrace before he spoke in that same soothing and quiet voice again. "Well let me ask you this, do you still have feelings for my little brother?"
Shocked I turned in his arms and looked at him with what I am sure was an appalled look. "What! No! I got over him about a month after he got married; I've had feelings for you for a while now Bill. All I see Ron as now is a friend."
He nodded thoughtfully as he suddenly pulled me up and onto his extremely muscular lap, "Maybe, and this is a big maybe, he just may have feelings for you."
"Why would he have feelings for me when he married Lavender?" I was completely confused. Why would Ron have feelings for me if he was married? It made absolutely no sense what-so-ever to my overly analytical brain.
"I'm not entirely sure, but that is what it looked like to me as a third party observer."
"That reminds me," I began as I got up off of his lap and sat down in front of him before pulling one of his abnormally large hands into mine as I began to play with his fingers just for something to do. "I was expecting you to jump into the fight Ron and I were having what with the way that he was carrying on, and yet you didn't. So what I am really wondering at is why you didn't interfere?"
"You were handling it quite well from what I could see," he said evasively as he turned his face away from mine.
"Yeah, maybe, but last night you jumped in when your mom went off the deep end, and it looked to me like earlier Ron was about to go bat shit crazy." I said before I patiently waited for him to get his thoughts together so that he could answer me.
"The difference Mione is that Mum threatened us, which put your health and well-being in danger and that is why I stepped in last night. Though it may take some time for you to truly understand, you will learn that absolutely nothing is more important to me than your health, your happiness, and your safety. But make no mistake sweetheart, should Ron have threatened you or if you had looked like you couldn't have handled the situation, you can bet your cute little ass that I would have stepped in."
He paused as he pulled his hand out of mine and gently grabbed my face in between his hands and pulled me so that our foreheads were resting against each other's. "I know you Mione, and I know for a fact that you are sacrificing a lot to be in a long term relationship with me. It's pretty common knowledge that you are a very independent woman, and I know that it isn't easy for you to depend on others for anything. Even with that in mind, you still willingly entered into a relationship with me that for the rest of our lives will leave you dependent on me. Now with that said if there are times, like today, where you can safely fight your own battles I will gladly let you do so because I know you need to keep at least a little bit of your independence. Sadly though if you get into a fight where you are endangered even just a little bit, I won't be able to just stand aside and let you fight, and I hope you don't hate me too much for that in the long run." He said sheepishly and with a little bit of guilt on his face.
I just couldn't stand to see that look on his face so I softly kissed the corner of his mouth, and with my eyes closed and my forehead resting against his I spoke. "Oh Bill, I could never hate you. I've read about werewolves and their relationships with their mates so I knew what I was getting into, and that doesn't change anything. Yes I am a very independent woman, and it may take some time before I am fully comfortable with depending on you, and yes it will take some work, but I fell in love with you knowing you were a partial werewolf. Granted I didn't think anything would come of it since I was pretty sure that I couldn't be your mate, but that's not the point. I love you. And yes it will take some work, but I am prepared to work with you until our relationship is perfect for us. All I ask is that you and Edon stay patient with me while all of us work together on making our relationship."
"Edon and I can do that Mione, you may not fully understand this yet, but we would do anything for you sweetheart, and both of us understand that it is going to be a little rocky at the beginning for all of us, and we promise to stay patient, as long as you promise the same for us. Can you do that sweetheart, can you stay patient with the both of us?"
"Of course," and with that being said, we kissed each other gently on the lips. It wasn't more than a peck, and it lasted for only a second, but even that brief contact of Bill's chapped lips against my soft ones sent chills down my spine, and a soft smile graced my face when he pulled away.
When I looked up into his eyes, I saw that they were flashing between the blue of his eyes, and the black of Edon's before they finally settled into the black of Edon's.
"I love you too my little love, and everything will work out in the end, you'll see." And with that Edon pulled me so that I was sitting on his lap with his arms wrapped around me, as he just let me bask in the glow of being with my wolf. We could deal with Ron and any other problems later, right now we were just content to sit in silence until we had to enter everyone else's presence again later for lunch.