Just Like Home | Charlie Weasley

Chapter 36

A/N: A small filler chapter here! I really should be writing reports and planning, however here I am writing this and watching Bodyguard on Netflix. Isn't Richard Madden simply other-worldly!? (hence why he is my Charlie Weasley ;)). Enjoy <3

Charlie felt like he was walking on clouds the next day. He had left Eleanor late the night before and returned to George's, and luckily it was late enough that George was in bed. Charlie was sure that his swollen lips and askew hair would probably give away what he had been doing that evening. He felt like he was a teenager again; all giddy after something that wasn't even that much of a big deal... But to him it felt like it was. All night, he couldn't stop thinking of Eleanor. He was sure she was some sort of goddess, holding a magnetic power over him that made his knees weak and his heart race. Not that he would admit it to anyone else, either, but that small act of intimacy was enough to fuel his sinful dreams that night. He couldn't get enough of remembering the way her chest heaved with anticipation as he touched her gently, the soft moans that fell from her lips when he... Yep, he was definitely acting like a teenager again.

From the moment he woke up, Charlie was thinking about her. He knew that Eleanor was spending the day with her friend, Hayley, so he promised George that he would help him out in the shop. It was unlikely that would stop him from fantasising, though. When Charlie emerged from his room, bright eyed and eager to start the day, George eyed him cautiously over his cup of coffee.

"Why are you smiling at me like that?" he grumbled, furrowing his brow. "You look weird,".

"Such a charmer, aren't you?" Charlie scoffed. "Bet Angie loves that,".

"Piss off. By the look on your face I don't wanna know what you did last night,".

Charlie only laughed and shook his head, beginning to make his own coffee.

"Your silence tells me I'm right,".

"Shut up will you?" he laughed, earning a tiny smile from George in return.

"Oh, this came for you like 10 minutes ago," George said, grabbing an envelope from the table beside him and handing it to Charlie.

"Thanks buddy," Charlie muttered, taking the envelope and tearing it open carelessly. His eyes narrowed as he read the words on the parchment, releasing a deep sigh once he was done. "Shit, George I'm gonna have to go to the sanctuary today, I'm sorry,".

George simply shrugged, not exactly bothered either way. "S'okay. Who's it from?".

"It er... Vinnie's quit, and the Opaleye's eggs are due to hatch and he was the one who was looking after those," Charlie uttered hastily. "No one else knows the breed well enough to watch so I need to go,".

"Don't worry, just go mate. Don't forget to tell your girlfriend where you are this time, yeah?" George joked as Charlie trudged back to his room to grab a jacket before using the floo network to travel to Romania.

"Why the fuck did he quit?" Charlie growled as he attempted to avoid the raven-haired girl's gaze. "Left us all in the shit now and I'm not supposed to be here,". He walked quickly, the heavy footsteps of his leather boots echoing against the gravel path as he did so. He could hear lighter footsteps behind him attempting to keep up.

"How the hell am I supposed to– Jesus, Charlie, slow down will you?" Zoey hissed as she caught up. "All he said was that he's had enough and he's out, that's all I know,".

Charlie's blood boiled as she said his name. It was bad enough that he had to see her each time that he was here, but hearing her say his name made him want to tear his own ears off.