LETTERS HOME [C.W.]

V

"You know, I never thought you'd be the one for theatre, Charles." 

"Well you were wrong, Percy. Now is this appropriate?"

"A little overdressed." 

And just like that, Hermione, Percy, Charlie and surprisingly Harry were at the Adelphi Theatre in London. And odd lot, but the lot Charlie needed. 

All through the performance, Charlie felt like had just seen the biggest masterpiece of art he had never seen. He thought that her voice was just a little sweeter in person, the way her body moved through the stage was enough to have him on the edge of her seat. And suddenly Charlie understood what she said in her letters, because oddly enough, he could see the gleam in her eyes as soon as she had seen the audience. 

"I'm going to take a walk guys." Said Charlie going to stage door. 

Well, hiding in the street next to it so he could bump into her and not look like a stalker at all. Was he acting like a madman? Sure. Would this backfire? Possibly. But he just had to see her up close, he was so drawn to the muggle girl. 

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The girl looked at herself in the mirror once again, her eyes examining every inch of her body. 

"Stop overthinking it."

"I can't James. This is the opportunity of a lifetime but at the same time losing all this weight will one make me super unhealthy and I can't preach about body positivity and do this kind of shit." 

"So? Is it drop the weight or drop the movie?"

"Pretty much, yeah." 

"Bullshit." 

"My thoughts exactly. I'm going to consult it with a friend, someone who doesn't know about the situation fully. Maybe this way I can make something up, this is really draining." 

"Well, this is what we are going to do. I'm going to stage door, I'll say you don't feel well and then you can go eat a slice of pizza. I'm begging you to do so." 

James kissed her cheek making a loud noise and making her giggle. 

"If you weren't gay I'd already be married to you, McAvoy." 

She finished taking off her makeup and changed into something comfy. She missed eating pizza in sweatpants, and maybe James was right. She'd write to C about it, maybe he'd know what to do. Leia pulled her jacket close to her body as she made her way out, no fans waiting for her thanks to James. However she did collide with a body. 

"Oh I'm so sorry!" Said the deep voice who caught her just before she hit the cool floor of the street. 

"It's okay, I wasn't looking were I was going!" Leia answered with a kind smile, almost out of breath at the ginger man in front of her. 

"Wait you look familiar..." 

Oh god, here we go again. 

"Is your mother Marie?" 

"Huh?" 

"Oh sorry, wrong person then." 

Charlie had this all planned out and surely enough it was working, his lie working just fine with the situation. The wonder in her face and the excitement to feel normal once again was plastered in her smile. 

"So you don't know me?" 

"Should I?" Charlie smiled. 

"Do you want to grab some pizza?" 

"Aren't you worried I might be a serial killer?" 

"We are alone, you could've done it by now." She smirked at him. "I'm Leia."

"Charlie, pleased to meet you." 

The both of them walked until they found an empty Domino's Pizza and they shared two boxes of cheesy paradise, laughing and getting to know each other. Well, truth be told, only Charlie was getting to know her in order not to blow his cover. They said their farewells and it was until she had gotten home she realized she didn't have any means to contact her new handsome friend. 

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Dear C, 

Forget about the tattoos, I met the most amazing guy today! He was ginger, and tall and had some really cool scars. I really wanted to be his friend but I forgot to ask for his number before we left. I felt normal for once, oh sweet sweet normalcy, no pictures, no autographs, just me, being myself. And I ate pizza! Pizza! 

Speaking about food, I know this is all to soon, but!!!! I need advice. I got offered the job of a lifetime with someone I've been dying to work with. But there's a catch. I have to do something against what I preach and stand for. What should I do? I literally don't know what to do. 

Yours, 

L. 

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Dear L,

That's so awesome! Didn't know you had a thing for gingers, huh? Maybe you cross him again, the universe works in funny ways. What did you enjoy most about him? Or what would you like to do with him?

As for your advice... Honestly? Don't. If you've just started your career, you'll have plenty more opportunities. This is about taking a stance. I'm sure you are beautiful just the way you are and  yeah, don't betray your morals for something that isn't asured. 

All the love, 

C