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Charlie Weasley x Female! Reader

Requested by @siriusly_loves_remy

There was a time when (Y/n) thought she was good friends with Charlie Weasley, but maybe she had been wrong, either that or she had done something. Even now, as healer at St. Mungos hospital, her mind still wandered back to the day she found out he left and she couldn't help but feel the anguish and despair rifle her body as she dressed a new bed for a patient.

Flashback

It had been the start of a new at Hogwarts for (Y/n) and she had been very cheerful that morning, she and Charlie had planned to do some homework and spend some time together since the two were in opposite houses and had their own work and things to do. However, (Y/n) was struggling on an essay to do with dragons and she knew Charlie was the man for the job. At breakfast, she scoured the Gryffindor table for her Weasley friend but the only Weasley she could see was Bill and he seemed to avoiding all eye contact with her. Throughout the day, the young witch had kept an eye out for Charlie but had no luck.

She fidgeted uncomfortably in her seat at the Hufflepuff table at dinner time, once again trying to look for her friend. This was very unusual of Charlie. When the last person came in for dinner, she quickly stood up and told her friends she'd be back. She made her way to the Gryffindor table, more specifically towards Bill. When she got there she hesitated.

"Uhh, hey Bill," the eldest Weasley turned to the young witch and smiled.

"Hello there, (Y/n), how are you?"

"I'm good, look. Real quick but have you seen Charlie? I haven't seen him all day. Is he sick?" Bill's face changed into one of surprise.

"Wait, he didn't tell you?"

"Tell me what?" When Bill realised that she genuinely didn't know, he felt irritation for his brother and pity for the young girl.

"He's gone to Romania to work with dragons," (Y/n) wasn't expecting that. She knew of the Weasley boy's dream to become a dragonoligist and she was happy that he was fulfilling it but she couldn't help but feel hurt too. Why didn't he tell her? They were friends right? Bill noticed (Y/n)'s face drop at the realisation of what his brother had done.

"Oh. I see," the (Y/h/c) stated shortly.

"Would you like me to write to him a-,"

"No it's okay, no matter," with that (Y/n) walked away, quickly thanking him too. For Merlin's sake, why did he do that? How unfair... "Stupid Weasley, I don't need him anyway," is what the witch told herself before trying to find something to do to ignore the pain in her aching heart.

Present

Over the year's (Y/n) found a love for healing and helping people out and she ventured on in that career. She had saved many patients in the past few years and was a respected nurse of St. Mungos hospital. The young nurse's nurse's mind would often drift to the handsome Weasley boy she once knew and although still angry with him, still hoped to see the troublesome boy again. (Y/n)'s thoughts were interrupted by a pained moan, a new patient. She turned to see if her fellow nurses and doctors needed a hand but the poor guy seemed to have many people there to help him and so she went back to working on the bed sheets.

(Y/n) had the late shift that night and was one of the few nurses who stayed overnight to monitor the patients. Later that night, she walked between the rows of beds when she heard someone call to her softly as not to wake the other patients.

"Excuse me nurse, could I get something to help with the pain," the voice sounded familiar but she focused on get to the man and relieving him of his pain. Whispering 'Lumos' she cast a small light on her wand so she could see what she was doing. The man chuckled. "I thought I recognised that (Y/h/c) hair. Hello, (Y/n). It's been a while," the young nurse quickly looked up in surprise and was met with brown eyes and a smile, but as soon as she realised who the person was, her demeanour changed completely. How ironic was it that the boy she had been thinking about just a few hours ago turned up in the hospital she worked at. She stayed quiet and busied herself with fixing some painkillers up for him. The gingers smile faltered at her blissful ignorance. He eyed her worriedly, not understanding why she was being so quiet. Did she not recognise him? "(Y/n)? Do you not remember me? It's me, Charlie Weasley,"