five (You are such a dirty pig, Ronald!)
By the time lunch had come to a beginning, every student brown campus had already found out about the previous night's event in the astronomy tower. It was not like it was too much of a surprise since there were never exactly any true secrets at Hogwarts around campus. Especially when everybody liked to gossip. Gossip is what pulled all the years together and kept them close quite like a family. Even with all that thing done, it's surrounding the new couple. All they could look at was each other's eyes.
They were truly lost swimming and then as if they were lakes right across from each other. They were like tulips in the spring bloom. It was nearly impossible not to love and care for each other and the most platonic way possible. It would never be romantic. It couldn't be romantic. They had known each other for so long. They had always been told that they acted quite bit like very couple. But they played it down to be siblings to ease any tension.
Especially if Ron was present, he absolutely despised those types of comments. Perhaps those comments sent him over the edge. Perhaps if Charlie had just paid a bit more attention, she would have realized that loving Ron wasn't the right choice for her. Loving Ron was just proving to run that he too could have the ego he wished he could, and he too could have the fame he wished he would.
The very same red head has been glaring daggers into the side of the new couples skulls. He hadn't tried to hide his disappointment. He not only felt betrayed. He felt a bit of envy. He would never be better than Harry. And it was very clear now just how nearly impossible it would be. Harry was always better. Ron would always finish second. He would never be first place. So long as Harry Potter lived to carry on the legacy as the chosen one and the boy lived.
That very boy continued to shove food into his mouth without any manners. It wasn't an uncommon sight, but it was a disgusting one at that. Almost all the student population at hogwarts was disgusted with Rons' behavior and fed up with him at the moment. Whenever it came to the chosen one, they all decided with Harry, regardless of who was caught in the crossfire.
Suddenly, I'm without warning silver slammed on the table, causing a huge ruckus. Pulling Harry's attention from Charlie. He looked over to see Ron getting up, eyes fuming, storming straight towards them. Their eyes widened in shock. Neither had anticipated for Ron to be confrontational this morning. Yet it wasn't too surprising either. He tended to be very confrontational when he was angry, jealous, and envious. Three emotions, he was feeling all at once. It is a very dangerous combination for a man with a temper.
"You two are a bunch of bloody twats and filthy liers" Ron roared at the two taking a glass from off the table and dumping it over the head of his ex girlfriend Charlie
Harry immediately stood up grabbing Ron by his collar and shoving him away from her. Absolutely. No one was to disrespect Charlie, especially when he was around. Now that they were fake dating. He wouldn't have let it happen even if they weren't fake dating but something about that title just meant something more to him. It made him feel extra special. As if he wasn't already special.
"Please, Ron, you don't have the right to talk to her that way." Harry practically spat the words in his face, shoving the ginger away from him before returning his attention to Charlie
"You are such a dirty pig, Ron!" The girl cried out, grabbing Harry's hand and dragging him out of the Great Hall in order to not leave alone
Never in her whole life at attending hogwarts had she ever been so humiliated and embarrassed by someone's actions. Her favorite shirt was now ruined her skirt. A mess her hair can be fixed. But with all that she still felt hurt.
Ron had taken things too far. Now there was no way of going back there was no getting him back. There's also no way of telling Harry. She didn't want to get him back anymore. She had to continue regardless of what he had done to keep going and maybe one day change Harry's mind
The hallways were practically silent at the exception of their footsteps. It wasn't as comfortable as when she and Harry were alone, and they were late at night. And they weren't joining each other's company. The silent felt demeaning demanding and isolated. It was as if it had a mind of its own preying on them. Trying to get them to just let go and separate.
With each step, they break it, getting closer and closer to the Gryffindor Common room, and not a word I've been spoken yet. What could they say? What would they do without running as a friend? Whose side would Hermoine me take? So many of these similar thoughts ran through both of their brains, all at once coming and waves and crashing down upon them.
"What are you two children doing back here disrupting my peace?" The Fat Lady wailed from inside her portrait
It was quite common for her to complain about not having enough alone time. However, it always seems silly. Since she had been dead for many, many years now and alone time didn't seem very plausible. Especially when she did get alone time at night when the children were asleep.
"Chickens Foot," Harry announced to her, the portrait apprehnesively swung open, and the pair crawled inside the common room
The warm common room illuminated their faces as they walked towards the center of it. Harry took a seat in one of the chairs whilst Charlie ran upstairs to change in her dorm. His eyes glanced over towards the empty fireplace, and his smile widened at the memories it provided. Entranced in thought, Harry didn't see Charlie walk down the stairs and approach him till she was right there a mere few inches away from his face.
"Hi," he managed to get out whilst his breath got caught in his throat
The girl smiled "Hi" she responded
Harry's eyes flickered to her lips. He couldn't help himself, especially when she was so close to him, her hands next to his as she leaned over him. It was enchanting. He'd let her enchant him anytime so long as he could keep the feeling he felt locked inside for his mind only.
Charlie's heart began beating faster as the space between the two began to disappearing. No one could separate the two, and so their lips touched delicately meeting one another.
It was soft and gentle like a cloud and had gone beyond Harry's fantasies. The girl tasted quite like a sugary mix of cinnamon in the best way possible, much to the teen boys disappointment. The two slowly pulled away, leaving the moment to replay in their heads.
A little slice of heaven was you served to Harry and now he craved more of it. His heaven was now named Charlie Prescott.
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