A Forbidden Love

Cold Wind at Night

Requests are always open! Nsfw

I've kinda started getting obsessed about Charlie Weasley so this fic is about him
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The atmosphere instantly shifted as Ingrid walked in, her warmth and beauty filling the space. Baby Diego cooed softly in her arms, drawing everyone's attention. Charlie beamed from across the room, already making his way towards her

Diego was Charlie and Ingrid's already one month old son

"Good day at work?" Ingrid asks, hugging her beloved boyfriend

Charlie wrapped his arms around Ingrid and Diego, nuzzling the baby's head. "Not too bad," he murmured, "Fought a few dragon fires, the usual." He winked, "How's our little prince been behaving today?"

"He has a upset stomach and has been crying all day" Ingrid sighed, settling Diego down in the nursery bed

Charlie listened to Ingrid, his brow furrowing with concern. "Poor little guy," He muttered, "You think it's something he ate? Or maybe he's catching one of those diseases, like his mother?" He was worried.

"The only thing he's been eating is my milk so I'm pretty sure not" Ingrid says

Charlie nodded, relieved. "That's good to know. Maybe he just needs some time to settle down." He looked at Diego, who was now quietly fussing in the nursery bed. "Let me see if I can calm him down a bit." Charlie gently picked up Diego and began to rock him softly.

Diego quietened down in Charlie's arms, his little face scrunching up less. Charlie hummed softly, making baby noises, causing Diego to watch him intently. "See?" Charlie grinned, "He loves his daddy." He kissed Diego's forehead, making him giggle slightly.

Ingrid undressed and pulled her nightgown on and went into bed

Charlie, seeing Ingrid retreat to bed, finished soothing Diego and placed him gently in the nursery crib. He tiptoed into the bedroom where Ingrid was already under the covers. "How are you feeling?" he asked softly, climbing into bed beside her.

"I'm not surprised, with Diego keeping you up all day," Charlie said sympathetically. He wrapped an arm around her, pulling her close. "You should sleep now. I'll keep an eye on Diego tonight." He pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead. "Rest, my love."

Ingrid snuggled into his chest and closed her eyes

Charlie held Ingrid close, feeling her breath slow as she drifted off to sleep. He listened to the soft sounds of the house, the occasional murmur from downstairs, and the gentle coos from Diego in the nursery. He smiled to himself, content with his little family.

Charlie, with his tousled red hair and freckles scattered across his nose and cheeks, looked every bit the rugged adventurer he was. His eyes, a warm hazel, held a gentle kindness that softened his rugged features. He had a strong jawline and a smile that could light up any room.

Charlie carefully placed Diego back into his crib, making sure he was comfortable and safe. He tiptoed back into the bedroom, slipping under the covers beside Ingrid. He curled up against her back, wrapping his arms around her waist and nuzzling his face into the crook of her neck.

Charlie stirred awake at the sound of gentle pleas coming from the nursery. He opened his eyes to see Ingrid sitting on the rocking chair, trying to coax Diego to take the pacifier. Diego, however, was having none of it, his face scrunched up as he refused to open his mouth.

Ingrid sighed and placed Diego onto her chest and stroked his cheeks

Charlie watched from the doorway, noticing how Diego instantly calmed at Ingrid's touch. His heart swelled with love for both of them - Ingrid's maternal instincts were stronger than ever, natural and comforting. "Still not wanting it?" he asked softly, walking over to them.