Complicated (Charlie Weasley x reader)

Chapter 2 Why are you apologizing to me?

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You had now started your fourth year at Hogwarts, and if you had known beforehand what would happen that year, you had probably just stayed home.

It started out kind of good. You did really well in all your classes, and of course, got to spend time with Charlie again, even joining him into the Forbidden Forest once, but that changed after a few weeks in. He had been asked to help out with the cursed vaults and Charlie being his friendly self, accepted to help. That sure did take most of his time and you rarely saw him. He even started to skip a few of his classes just so he could get more time to search the forest, or that was what you thought since you didn't really get to talk to him.

For a while it almost seemed like he was avoiding you and you had no clue why. Did he finally think about how rude you had been to him when you first met and got mad about it now? It did sound ridiculous, but you couldn't think of any other reasons as to why he would ignore you. Maybe he got sick of your fear of heights? It sounded so stupid, but your brain just kept on coming with these dumb suggestions and what was even dumber was that you started to get mad at him for avoiding you. Yeah, you weren't sure if he really tried to avoid you, but it sure seemed like it and that was enough.

You decided to stop reaching out for him and just wait until he felt like talking to you again. It was a bit hard at first, but you found something to keep your mind busy, which was magical creatures. You knew a bit beforehand, but it was mostly about dragons... but now you started to do extra research about the creature's professor Kettleburn already had showed you and after half a week you were done with that and started to get a bit ahead of the rest of the class. Of course, you could never get past Liz Tuttle, who probably didn't do anything other than studying creatures, but everyone else, sure. You also started talking to Barnaby Lee, a Slytherin in your year who also liked magical creatures. You had to admit that he was kind of... how should you put it... not there? but he knew what he was talking about when it came to the creatures, so it was nice talking to him.

It was some time in November, that Charlie had ran up to you after breakfast so he could talk to you.

'(Y/N)! Stop! Stop stop stop...' when he reached you, he had to take a few breaths. '(Y/N), I'm sorry.' You looked at him not really understanding why he was apologizing. Wait... had he actually been avoiding you?

'Why are you apologizing to me?' He straightened himself up before replying.

'I have barley talked to you in over a month... and I'm sorry about that.' He gave you a weak smile at the end and you could tell he hadn't meant to ignore you like that. You tried to reassure him, saying that he didn't have to apologize and that you knew he had been busy, which seemed to calm him down a little bit. It was strange, but the anger you had felt towards him disappeared when he finally talked to you.

Sure enough he started to spend more time with you, it wasn't that often, but at least he didn't avoid you in the corridors. He told you about some of the things he had done while you hadn't been talking and that made you understand why he had been that way. For once you were sitting in the common room, reading a book together, since it was reaching Christmas which meant it was getting really cold outside. You were reading 'Dragon sightings in muggle lands' while discussing the topic.

'You really think some muggles could have seen one and gotten away alive?' Charlie looked at you before he replied

'Maybe? If the dragon didn't notice them? But I do find that highly unlikely.' You smiled a bit, but then thought of something.

'This book does make me think that my mother may have seen one, since she knows so much about their looks.'

'Why not ask her during the Christmas break? You're a witch, so she shouldn't have to hide it if she has seen one.' Charlie flipped over the page and then looked at you, waiting for a reply