Weasley

“You never talk about anyone but your mother and sisters, is there anyone else?’ Tom asked his friend as they walked. William smiled for a moment as he thought about the other woman that was in his life, he pulled blue tin from the top of his jacket and opened it and picked out a photo.  “Yeah I do.” William said and passed it to Tom to look at.  “Wow, she’s.”  “Beautiful, yeah I know.” William said with another smile.  “How’d you met her?” Tom asked as he passed the photo back to William.  “I’ve known her since I was ten.” William answered Tom’s question “Wow.”  “Yeah, We went to the same school. She helped me graduate, she helped me when my Father died. She’s been there for everything.” William said with a bright smile.  “She loves to dance, has since forever. When we were seventeen we use to sneak out at night and go to one of the clubs in town and just dance until the sun was up the next morning.”  “She sounds special mate.” Tom commented  “Yes she is, since the day we met she’s always had the same perfume. Some daisy one that her mother gave her. I don’t know why but it’s just smells like home to me now.”  “Is that who you were writing to then before? I saw you put a small daisy into the envelope.” Tom asked and William laughed.  “Mmhm, she’s my everything, she’s been staying with my mother for a while. Y/n’s been looking after my sisters helping my ma out as much as she can.”  “Sounds like you gotta stay alive.” Tom commented  “Yeah, I guess I do.” William said with a smile as the two of them continued down the gravely pathway back to camp.