Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters, places, etc.

Author's Note: This is going to be a series of one-shots written for the IWSC Grammar Challenge.

School and Year: Mahoutokoro, Year 3

Round 1 Technique: Introductions

Prompt: [Character] Bill Weasley

Word count: 899

"Uncle Bill?" Teddy called, stepping out of Shell Cottage's fireplace. "Bill, are you here?"

"Teddy?" It was Fleur. She came downstairs, holding little Louis in her arms. "Teddy, is everything alright?"

"Oh, everything's fine, Aunt Fleur," Teddy said. "Did I wake Louis?" he asked guiltily, noticing the little boy's face which looked tired and irritated beyond his age.

"Oh no, he vas already awake," Fleur said with a smile. "Bill isn't here though, I'm afraid. Ze goblins called him off to Gringotts to break a old curse on a vault ze found."

Teddy nodded, disappointed.

"Can I help?" Fleur asked, moving into the kitchen.

"No, not really. I just –– I want to talk to him about something," Teddy replied with a shrug.

Fleur nodded and gave her fifteen year old nephew a smile. She knew how strong Teddy's connection was with Bill. It had been strong ever since the boy had been quite little. They had connected instantly. Fleur had thought that perhaps it had something to do with Bill having been attacked by Greyback like Remus was, and when Teddy was old enough, he confirmed that, saying, "Uncle Bill smells like Daddy."

"Vell, he should be back soon, so you can vait for him if you like," Fleur offered.

Teddy smiled. "Alright, thanks."

Fleur nodded. "Now, if you're here, entertain your cousin a bit, vy don't you?"

Teddy's grin widened as he took his cousin from Fleur's arms. Louis immediately started to giggle as Teddy changed his hair from blue to orange to magenta to emerald, varying through every color Teddy could think of, even making it bright white at one point. Time passed quickly as he entertained the little boy, making sure to be careful not to let Louis pull on his earring.

"Hi, Uncle Bill!" Teddy called as his uncle entered through the front door some time later.

"Hey, Ted," Bill said with a smile. "How's my favorite nephew doing?" He came over and picked up Louis, pulling Teddy into a side hug with his free arm.

"I'm doing all right," Teddy said with another shrug.

Bill ruffled his hair, which had now returned to its normal shade of turquoise.

"You staying for dinner?" he asked, heading into the kitchen and giving Fleur a quick kiss on the cheek.

"No. I mean, I probably ought not to. Harry and Ginny are expecting me back."

Bill nodded.

"Um, Bill?" Teddy said, swallowing. "Can –– Can I talk to you?"

"Of course, what is it?"

Teddy took a deep breath. "Uh –– okay. Um . . ." He rubbed his wrist with his hand, fiddling with the moon tattoo he'd gotten last year. It showed the cycles of the moon, but it also served as something to fidget with when nervous, as it moved and flitted over his arm when touched.

Fleur realized this must be hard enough on Teddy without her and Louis there, so she left, giving Teddy a shoulder squeeze as she passed him.

Bill smiled at him. "Here," he said. He reached over to another counter and pulled out the jar of biscuits Grandma Molly always made sure was full.

Teddy smiled his thanks, pulling a biscuit out of the jar and biting into it.

"You ready to tell me what's got you nervous?" Bill asked.

Teddy took a deep breath again. "Okay. Uh, geez, this is harder than I thought it'd be –– okay, so, I like girls . . . and boys."

Bill blinked, startled for a moment, obviously not having expected this revelation. But after a moment, he smiled. "Okay," he said.

"Okay?" Teddy said, biting his lip.

"Okay," Bill repeated again. "You need to be happy and know who you are, so if liking boys and girls both is who you are, then I have no objections or complaints," he said. "You should know, Teddy, we will accept you for who you are. Your personality is no different, so what does it matter who you like?"

Teddy sighed. "It makes me really happy to hear you say that," he said with a relieved smile. Bill was his role model. He'd always wanted to be like his uncle Bill. Cool, rocking the "goth muggle vibe" as Bill called it, enduring the frowns from Grandma Molly when she saw his tattoo or his ear piercing.

"Where's Aunt Fleur? I want to tell her now too," he added with a laugh.

Fleur also took the news amazingly. She hugged Teddy so tight that his hair flashed different colors; Bill couldn't help but join the hug a second later.

"Now, Teddy," Bill began as the boy finally withdrew from Bill's and Fleur's embrace to go back to the Potter household, "This is your life and we won't tell anybody what you've told us today. Just know that we'll be there to support you every step of the way."

"Thanks," Teddy said, his voice slightly thicker than it had been a second ago. He hugged them one last time, changed his hair color again for little Louis who sat nearby, before retreating to the fireplace.

"And Teddy?" Bill said quickly before Teddy stepped into the fireplace. "I don't exactly know how people will react, but if you ever want to or need to, just remember that you're always welcome here. You always have been."

Teddy nodded. "Okay. Thanks again."

Bill nodded and gave his nephew another smile as green flames engulfed the turquoise hair.