William Arthur Weasley Novels & Stories

Flames burst from the herbs, violet and silver, twirling like spirits, and then. The bowl turned black. Smoke curled up from it in long, twisting strands. And in the center… A boy. My boy... William, he'd always be the most vulnerable unlike Melvin, I usually told William he should have been a girl cause he displays such traits but the day I saw his anger... damn, I knew behind those girlish traits is a storm waiting to be unleashed.

Arthur was born to become the true successor. Unfortunately, the elders in the family were not pleased with the way Arthur’s team lost during the last hockey season. He was supposed to display his physical strength and capability. No matter, there will always be a chance for him to prove his intelligence. Arthur’s been an ongoing straight-A student since elementary school. I couldn’t imagine Liam being able to surpass him in that as well. At least with that, I was able to ease my worries and focus on something more productive and worth my time. However, that had become rather difficult since I noticed a pair of Aaron’s guards hauling Ella Belmont through the front halls of the manor.

*pop* Susan called and with a small pop, a robust looking male house-elf, that had some sawdust in its hair, appeared by her side. "How can Woody help Lady?" "Hello Woody. The rest of the bookshelves that I asked can wait a little. Right now, I need some artistic engraving work to be done to the wood in the new sections. Lord Ravenclaw is not very good with that. Could you do this for us?" Susan asked Woody, and Erik let out a harrumph when she talked about his low artistic sense. Woody, one of the two house-elves of Hogwarts specialized in carpentry, nodded his head with enthusiasm at the request.

She had a feeling that either one of them—or all, will be chosen to stand for his kind. “We have Derek Baxter, a wizard,” the vice chancellor said, peering down on a small piece of paper. Series of claps broke out of a corner of the auditorium and in seconds, diffused to the other parts as a blonde-haired boy with an unusually long face stood up gracefully and made his way to the podium with small legs like a puppy. Trisha couldn't help but feel jealous that she wasn't ranked number one amongst enchanters but she didn't have much time to nurture her resentment because Dr. Giovanni was on to another name.

she shoots me a glare, “Just finished studying it in school.” Arthur raises his hand. “And I went to a Waldorf prep school,” he adds. When we all look confused he explains. “They are obsessed with chivalry and old folk tales. We get knighted and …” he lets it trail off when he notices the looks he is receiving. “Never mind,” he pauses as Devona clears her throat.

'' he stated out of excitement. '' Yes as you said I am twin this,'' she introduced. '' Wait that's not my name, why did you have to say that?''. Robin bursts out in laughter. '' Sorry sorry just the way you looked made me remember you so bad I had to call that name no matter what,'' he said between breaths. '' Why you,'' she pouts. '' Wait then this man is-?''. '' Yes master that's her dad Mr. Weasly, he's the one whom you will be meeting today,'' stated Chris with a little bow.

Her eyes filled with wonder as she lifted one brow and asked, "For?" I looked deeply into her eyes as I replied, "For being you." * * * "I think we've outgrown full-time education ... Time to test our talents in the real world, d'you reckon?," — Fred Weasley, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead | Mey and The Talk of The Century I was about to close the front door when I heard my mom's voice yelling my full name. "MEY WANG!!"