Complicated (Charlie Weasley x reader)

Chapter 19 How so?

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At the moment you were finding yourself in Diagon Alley, or more specifically, at Flourish and Blotts, picking out the books you needed for your last year at Hogwarts. You didn't know how many times you had thought the thought by now, but it really was strange that this would be your last year.

You found the Potions book you needed and put it down on a table together with some of the other books you had picked out. You checked your list again to see what you were missing, realising you had completely forgotten that you needed the History of Magic book for seventh year. You walked around the store a few minutes before you found the desired book, then picked up the other ones and went to pay for them. Ok... so all you had to do now was getting your robes fitted, you thought to yourself and walked over to Madame Malkin's.

Had this been an eventful day? No, not really. There wasn't really that much to do when you were alone. Grandma didn't come with you this year either, but you didn't blame her, as she had to take care of her creatures. When you thought about it, you were actually impressed that she even took the time to get you at the end of the year. One never knows when an army of Nifflers suddenly decides to storm your house, not that it was likely, as there wasn't really Nifflers in the forest around your grandmother's house, but it could happen! You clearly remembered when Professor Kettleburn told the class about the time he owned 14 Nifflers, or was it 24? You couldn't remember the number, but the point is that they completely trashed his house, leaving nothing behind, but a great example as to why you shouldn't own a Niffler.

What were you thinking about again? You suddenly realised you had been wandering around while being lost in thought for so long that it was already night. You hurried back to the leaky cauldron, as that was where you were going to stay until tomorrow and went to bed. You were happy you hadn't left a week earlier as you first planned, because that would have been boring, but instead left the day before the first of September, so you only had to stay one night.

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You left as early as your body let you, so you could get to kings cross before everyone else and find yourself a good compartment. You had almost forgotten how nice it is to be one of the first to reach the train after the years of going together with the Weasleys. Thinking about them, would they make it this year? Of course they would. Wouldn't they? They had barely made it almost every year, so they were bound not to make it once.

You sat in a compartment to yourself and looked out the window, looking specifically at all the different families that walked around the platform, greeting their friends and saying goodbye to their relatives. Most of them looking happy, but you noticed a few starting to cry, which was probably first years. You remembered your first year. Your parents had left you before you even reached the platform, as your father had to go back to his work, while your mother had a very important meeting she had to attend.

You sighed to yourself as you thought about it. They always seemed to rush things with you. No wonder you didn't have any siblings, as they barely had time for you. Well... one shouldn't think ill of the dead.

You sighed to yourself again. All of these happy families, you got a bit envious when thinking about it. You then thought about how you actually found the platform. How did you find it again? You remember asking one of the workers, but he had laughed in your face and walked away, mumbling something about pranksters. Oh yeah! It was another wizard family that had helped you! Wait... you hadn't realised it before, but it actually happened to be Charlies family that had shown you how to reach the platform. How you didn't realise it before was beyond you, well, you didn't really give them a proper look... really, why did he even want to be your friend? You sighed and leaned your head against the window.