Easy Guardianship

For one Bill Weasley, training is immensely difficult.

In Goblin-Make Time-Turners, three months, is one year. He has had one year to be physically and muscularly conditioned, learn hand-to-hand, combat skills, weapon skills, reaction time, reflexes, parkour, submission and subjugation skills, and flame training other than learning Italian and Japanese on Reines' request.

He also has had a Personality Test that was one out of two ways in predicting his possible Flame Types. The second way was just a way of confirming it, after testing six elemental rings.

Considering he was a laid-back, easy-going guy despite being a hard-working high-achiever, he pretty much flunked the Personality Test as it did NOT match typical personalities of elements. So it was the Ring Test.

He is confirmed to be a Lightning with the Ring Test and was thus trained in how to utilize electricity and lightning as his weapons, and hardening his own body to enhance himself in combat, and hardening flimsy items to be dangerous he was given Improvised Weapons Training.

That, and the goblins sent a letter to his family that he is now a Vassal to his Sky, but since Flames are pretty much a secret as Goblins don't trust his race with the power for obvious reasons, they told his family that he is a Knight-Class Vassal with some made-up-but-convincing story they cooked up and after some 'education', he would be under Reines' employment for the rest of his life.

Vassalhood.

They are essentially Subordinate to a Lord/Lady who are to protect and serve their lieges.

And so, when his long training was over, he is competent enough to be a Guardian.

His appearance also changed as a result of being made to eat a lot of healthy, balanced meals, as well as vanity potions and his training, his tall, lanky body gained some muscle, and he lost his skin blemishes and eyebags from his work and now training, as well as numerous signs of stress using Potions from Switzerland, he 'looked too young to be 29'. His teeth is pearly-white and made straight. The 'vanity treatment' pretty much, enhanced his natural good looks.

After training under the goblins, he would now train under Reines herself and she would be the one paying his salary from now on.

He was nervous as he met his Sky at the bank once more.

'Hey there,' she greeted. 'Let's go shopping, shall we?'

'Shopping?' he asked, perplexed. 'What for?'

'Well, new life means new clothes you know~' Reines chirped. 'And we're shopping in Italy!'

'Eh? Why Italy?' Bill croaked out.

'Italy's the best in comes to being well-dressed y'know! So what type of clothes do you usually wear?'

'Well, anything that's cool-looking.' said Bill. 'I usually wear stuff for Muggle Rock Concerts.'

'Oho! I know just the thing!' the blonde squealed. 'We're going, to Milan!'

'Milan?!'

'Its Italy's Fashion Hotbed. Not to mention for the inheritance ceremony we have to get you at least, three Suits. Our budget is about a couple million.'

'WHAT?!' Bill almost shrieked in shock. 'And who's paying?!' he sputtered in horror even though the answer is damn obvious but he was in sheer denial of said obvious.

'Me obviously.' Reines snorted. 'Considering what kind of world you're going to be in soon, you have to look, feel and act classy. After shopping...I'll be explaining why.' and in Milan through a Flame Rift, Reines took him to shops related to his tastes...and he has about twenty of everything-for EACH season: Jackets, t-shirts, shirts, polo shirts, pants, and accessories before they tackled footwear.

Then came the nightmare called suits for Bill.

A full-canvassed suit with peak lapels were Reines' target for her Guardian. When she told the men 'Suit this guy up, peak-lapeled full-canvassed suits! An M-Brand!' the salesmen paled in fright as they carried Bill away.

Bill found himself carried to the fitting rooms with first-class service...and Bill chose the three suits he liked best.

He unwittingly chose Kiton, the most expensive italian brand suit to date...and he wound up picking the most pricy ones to his horror, but Reines happily paid up as if the price was nothing to her wallet since her family is filthy rich from their business, and then there's the massive wealth left behind by Fleamont Potter when he invented and sold Sleekeazy's Hair Potion.

He must be the first-ever Weasley to own expensive clothing.

Well, before all this, he IS.

Being a Cursebreaker pays high as for goblins, the riskier the more worth it and since a year into the job, he never touched second-hands ever again.

And then his Sky bought him a whole closet worth a damn fortune he was pretty sure he out-priced and out-fashioned every Pure-blood's closet in England...and he thought Twilfitt and Tattings is expensive?! Hah?!

Fuuuuuck!

That, and since completely harmonizing with a feeling he could not describe. 'Too wonderful' sounded too cheap to this experience and his instincts were to protect his Sky and strike without mercy. Reines became his whole life when he finally touched her even if its just a handshake that his senses were full-on while they shopped together.

Shopping basically took them a whole day...and then she took him home to Switzerland.

xxx

'Oho! Arthur's oldest boy is your first guardian Reines?' Lily cooed over Bill as Reines took her first Guardian home for a visit.

'We lucked out in the bank, mother. Did Uncle Frank send you a letter about it?'

'Boy, he did.' said Sirius. 'Well, young Bill here, along with the rest of his siblings,' he said, wrapping an arm around Bill's shoulder, 'Is born during war time. Voldemort started his shit on the year he's born, followed by Charlie two years later. Then after Charlie is Percy four years later, then the twins Fred and George two years after, the youngest brother Ronald is only a couple months older than you. and when the war ended a year later came the only girl and youngest child Ginny. Raising kids during the war drove Molly and Arthur on paranoia as people are disappearing and getting killed that their family clock at home always points to 'Mortal Peril' even if the whole family is in the house back then. Its naturally his luck that his true calling will be for battle.'

'Ah...' Reines croaked out while Bill shuddered. His childhood was FAR from ideal. His parents in constant fear, he and his brothers aren't allowed to play outside in fear they'll be kidnapped by Death Eaters and disappear...they spent their entire decade cooped up in the house that when they started Hogwarts, its only their first time exploring their world outside their little home.

'By the way Reines...what did you mean by M-Brand back when we shopped for suits?' Bill asked her.

'Well, Italy knows they're a country of mafioso whether they like it or not.' Reines grinned. 'Even elementary school kids knows it. So every business there has a side that caters to the Mafia Community. And every clothing store in Italy, especially fashion hotspots, have a Mafia Side that while its a copy of their civilian store stock, they are made out of special threads that are resistant to Dying Will Flames. However, only producers know that. They just tell the stores that its for mafioso and then the salesmen and women no longer ask in fear for both their lives and jobs. While the clothes ARE flame-resistant, it doesn't mean that they're physical-damage resistant. They still tear like any fabric.'

'That, and normally, suits are made for office work and looking stylish while you're at it but M-Brand Suits also make it extremely functional for fighting, especially for people who can really be flexible waist-down.'

'Oh...and why the heck do they cost a damn fortune?!'

'Because their designers are worth that.'

xxx

Meanwhile, Weasley Residence, the Burrow...

The Gringotts Letter regarding Bill's Vassalhood to Reines Potter blew the family out of shock.

That, and his monthly salary as her vassal, would be 7000 Galleons, Sickles and Knuts a MONTH.

That money is enough to build themselves a new house within a year, and then buy new furniture for the next year!

'How the hell does being a Vassal pay that much, whatever that is?!' Ron yelped in shock as the Weasley parents and younger brood bar Charlie, were present that dinnertime.

'Its tradition for wealthier Noble Families Ron.' said Percy. 'Wealthy Nobles would take in an individual they deem worthy of becoming their personal, or their family's Vassal. It means you would protect that person or that whole family with your life as their Knight in muggle terms. However, people don't do that these days as hardly anyone catches their eye anymore but its still in culture books. And due to said job, the pay depends on what family vassalized you. And to date, the Potters and Blacks pretty much out-banked any pureblood family in Britain since their shared business in the Muggle World that apparently makes a whole damn fortune so yes, they can afford to pay Bill that big.' he moaned enviously. Sure he's now Undersecretary to the Minister, but that job pays 700 a month and he just recently married!

'Holy smokes, how did Bill meet her much less gain her interest when she mostly lives in the Muggle World and Bill in Egypt most of the time?!' Arthur wondered, perplexed and bamboozled in disbelief.

Reines Potter wasn't only She-Who-Turned-HIM-To-Stone, she was also the youngest in history to get an Order of Merlin, Second Class for restoring the Longbottoms and helping Healers at St. Mungos perfect the new Reines Charm they came up with, but had no idea how she does it. She's a total unknown with only the Longbottoms and Blacks knowing her real face and now, so does Bill.

'Well, its in the next piece of paper in the envelope...' said Molly as they took out Bill's letter. 'He says his Vassalhood's circumstances are extremely classified and sworn to secrecy but its a permanent job that really required Gringotts to let him go because he really can't be away from her which explains the high salary...' she swallowed, 'This was more than what the Ministry offered for that Tri-Wizard Tournament and that was after forcing barely-graduates to face a dragon, swim in a lake full of water creatures AND navigate a maze with creatures?! That prize is too cheap if you ask me and poor Amos spent more than that just so Cedric can recover and none of the Champions even won!'

'A tournament with no winner due to grievous injuries...Fudge can't face the Scandinavian and French Ministers for a week out of embarrassment even if it was Ludo and Barty who did most of the planning and he only stamped his approval.' Arthur shook his head. 'He's still in a foul temper saying his son would take three more years to recover and be a fully-functional man of the society. By now that boy should be having a job instead of moaning in agony in St. Mungo's. But still, what else did the letter say?'

'He says he's gotten 'training from Hades' from the Goblins as they pulled out all stops just to make him a proper Vassal as a former Gringotts Employee, its apparently a great honor that a goblin employee became a Vassal so yes, they worked him real good his bones and muscles sang soprano from aching too much!' Molly shivered. 'And because Reines lives in the Muggle World...Merlin! The training of a muggle military soldier and according to Bill, 'they don't mess around' as Muggles are real creative in fighting be it through honorable combat or by pragmatic foul play and he's taught both he felt that had only Aurors and Hitwizards knew half he knew, the first war would have ended in just a year and he guarantees it! He even knows how to use guns, rifles, shotguns...' Molly paled. 'Even learned two new languages! Our high achieving son set a new record!'

xxx

Switzerland...

For Reines as its summer vacation from College Life, she spends time at home, teaching Bill what her life is like at home, in the Swiss Countryside.

Bill thought after 'a year of hell' with his former employers, the rest afterwards, is easy-peasy to his relief.

Yes, the Potters and Blacks are stinking rich, but how they got their fortune? It really stinks as one would expect from running a farm of Livestock. The smell of the barns and coops, and the Butchery gave him a headache and nausea. Reines' job when she was little that never changed, was Shepherd Work, milking the cows, making Cheese, Butter, Buttermilk, Condensed Milk, Evaporated Milk, Clotted Cream, Cream, Cream Cheese, and harvesting eggs with the more back-breaking work left to the adults. But once she graduates College, her additional job is being the family Veterinarian.

And seeing her in a dirndl instead of her fashionable outfits was also charming in its own way. Earning a fortune as a farmer and doing your own business definitely appealed more than a boring desk job that pays little *cough-the Ministry-cough*. Fred and George were onto something when they wanted to open their own Joke Shop and were rolling in dough. Maybe he could help his family out by buying them a Chicken Farm?

'Raising Chickens eh? They're easier compared to caring for all these cows and bulls!' Reines snorted. 'They need a constantly warm coop, snug nests, and constant cleaning to avoid pests and diseases...and making coops secure to prevent rats and bugs from getting in. Chickens also need a vast grazing area since they eat pretty much anything other than Chicken Feed. We leave behind diced vegetables mixed among chicken feed as well as fruit and ground-up oyster shells, they're not fussy eaters as according to science, they take one whole day to make a single egg and they need all energy they can get to make that egg. They'll even eat bugs and worms as they're also protein but too much protein will cause health problems so we have to be careful with that. They need food and water constantly, cleaning once a day, a monthly check-up by a Veterinarian as sickness can spread real fast...and watching out for the age of your chickens.' she warned.

'When your chickens are getting kinds 'middle-aged' to lay eggs, its time for their final production...as meat on the table so they hit the butchery too. You don't want a chicken that's too old on your plate, they'll be tough to eat in texture and nobody'd want that. So when that time comes, you let them keep their eggs for them to hatch into the next generation of producers...and the cycle goes on.'

'Other than farming chickens for eggs, they can be bred for meat too but there are breeds for meat, breeds for eggs. We prefer egg breeders as eggs are in demand for cuisine and baking, goodness knows we get many calls from restaurants and bakeries from the cities we supply...and speaking of supplying, your customers WILL mostly be bakeries, restaurants and groceries so until you are secure with eggs, you'll have to wait a bit before you make a contract with a customer or they'll be pissy with you if you don't deliver their daily demanded quota. And Egg farms should be really big just to keep the masses happy.'

'You mean that giant mansion over there...?' Bill asked as he gazed at the massive chicken coop the size of a barn.

'Is only enough to satisfy ten each of bakeries, restaurants, and one supermarket. I kid you not.' Reines giggled. 'And paying for a team of Veterinarians is so costly which is why I wanted to be our own vet. And to avoid them scamming us out, we often had to use Compulsion Charms to get them to do their work seriously. I can detect sleazeballs and Dr. Quacks a mile away.'

'Ooh...'

'So! When I graduate, you'll be living here with my family and helping us out with the work while being my Guardian!' Reines chimed cheerfully. 'Its definitely more challenging than beating bad guys!'

Bill can live with that.

He had learned of the Potters' relationships with a big time Mafia Family through the maternal line only discovered recently, but they were of 'bastard blood' but Vongola none the less. Don Timoteo wanted Lily and Reines to marry to ensure the family line but Lily put her foot down without Reines' approval and Reines refuses to marry out of politics and convenience, threatening those who dared by turning them to stone, regardless of the Vindice showing up. She would rather marry for love as her parents had to have a happy family life as she wants things simple, but meaningful.

At least she wasn't like a typical noble who knows nothing but a spoiled, pampered life and spending left and right till bankruptcy just for showing off how wealthy they are. The Potters and Blacks are actually hard-workers...and filthy rich without looking like it to avoid attracting robbers and criminals.

And a woman running at you with a meat cleaver is enough to scare away any attempts.

xxx

Two months with the Potters...

Bill's routine was basically help with the masculine part of the job, and the women the feminine part. Bill felt this builds his muscles more, and this also means a serious bath afterwards.

'You know sonny, you should always take a serious bath if you're a farmer!' Sirius would tell him. 'Or your lady love or lover-boy won't go anywhere near you within a flagpole distance!'

Bill wants to get married someday thank you!

This was after Bill bought clothes fit for farm work as there's absolutely NO WAY he'll wear his expensive threads in a smelly barn! Or the bloodied Butchery! According to Lily had she been a real muggle, getting rid of the bloodstains would be a nightmare she was glad they're only bloody for a couple weeks once every few years.

He's forbidden to tell his family about the farm though. Anything CAN reveal their location. He can write letters but triple-check for trackers.

But one day...

'Bill! We got to pack for tomorrow!' Reines called out. 'We'll be going to Japan at 6 am so we'll be there at lunch!'

'Huh?' Bill looked pole-axed in his confusion.

'Japan is seven hours ahead. So if its 6 in the morning here, its around 1 pm there.' Remus said helpfully. 'Even with her Flame Rift, there's no cheating with Time that way. At least her mode of travel is friendly compared to Portkeys, Floos and Airplanes!'

'Instant Transportation at its finest.' said Lily dreamily.

'Mother you can do it too if you train you know.' Reines deadpanned. 'As witches and wizards our flames will mutate new abilities normal flames from muggles wouldn't have. Bouche said that my Flame Rift and curing Insanity is extremely impossible for muggle Skies!'

'I hardly had time due to our business you know! And I'd rather relax on our rare free times!' Lily pouted.

'Well, there goes travel convenience for you mother.' Reines snarked playfully.