Bill chuckled, giving the younger man a friendly hug. "Come on, Potter. You've been best mates with Ron for how long? Surely you should know by now that Ron doesn't write." He replied with a crooked grin, being a little cheeky. It was nice to relax and joke around with his siblings and friends. He missed it a lot while in Egypt.
At Harry's question, Bill hummed and nodded. "Turned up on the doorstep at four am. Parents were thrilled, of course." He left the details out, knowing Harry could probably imagine his family's reactions with just that bit of knowledge.
"So, did you have a good Christmas?" Bill inquired, naturally curious. "Oh, and did you get the jumper our mother sent? She was a bit worried about the sizing because she claims she hasn't seen you in a while." Of course, if that wasn't a hint for Molly's boys to invite the Potters over to The Burrow, Bill would eat his hat. Not that he was currently wearing a hat. So, being the good son he passed along the hint.
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