#bilius

[trohpi]

millicent bagnold is the type of girl that takes everything too seriously and is extremely closed off and is so focused on her studies and future to even consider friends, much less boyfriends, but then out comes bilius weasley with his dry humor and crooked nose that really should not be as attractive as it is and honestly, milly cannot be held responsible for her traitorous feelings because if anything, it should be impossible to not be at least a little bit in love with the youngest weasley brother

[gunsnrosier]

Evan tossed the Quaffle up in the air, watched it levitate for a moment, and then effortlessly caught it as it fell back down. Not that it was a particularly hard task; the ball was basically falling into his lap. Without anything better to do, Evan used both of his hands to gently toss the ball up again. Like clockwork, it levitated for a moment and then fell back down.

If only it were this easy to catch the Quaffle on the pitch. Games would probably be a lot less fun though...

The one nice thing about his job was that it was Quidditch-oriented. He might’ve been lost and annoyed with the work he was doing, but at least there was a vague underlying purpose that he cared about. Evan knew that people in his department got to go to games as a part of their job, but he’d yet to figure out how to tie that into his responsibilities as Deputy Head. Part of that was because he wasn’t actually sure what his official responsibilities were yet. He’d probably have to figure that out sooner or later.

As he threw up the Quaffle again, a visitor entered his office and broke the monotony. Not expecting a change after a dull day that had otherwise gone the same as all of the other dull days that week, Evan jerked forward to sit up properly in his chair. When the Quaffle fell back down again, as per its usual routine, Evan had to twist out its way - though he did still manage to catch it and made the save look easy.

“Hi!” he beamed at the other man. “What can I help you with?”

Evan had no idea if that’s what he was supposed to say when someone walked into his office, but it felt right and that gave him far more confidence than it should’ve.

@partyboybilius

[dawnwitheyy]

“Oi.”

@biliusbby​

[percivalrobards]

“She may be creepy as hell, but mate, the bitch can cook. Try this one.”

[franklongbooty]

A rustling noise woke Frank from his deep sleep, and in second he was up, wand tight in his hand. Slowly, he crossed into his living room, his focus immediately going to the figure on his sofa. With his wand out, Frank flipped on the light, ready to confront the intruder. But as his eyes adjusted to the light, and the form turned out to be Bilius Weasley, legs crossed, tucking into a bag of Honeydukes sweets, Frank let out a sigh, dropping his arm. “Please tell me you at least wiped your feet?”

@biliusbby​

[percivalrobards]

"You look really fuckin’ stupid.”

@biliusbby​

[incorrect-actiobellica]

Bilius: You wanna see how hardcore I am?

Bilius: *punches wall*

Bilius:

Bilius: Take me to the hospital.

[gruntledmisadventures]

I kind of cant wait to do this again next year and see how much I improve