Clare Mortez (Charlie Weasley)

Commonroom and chill

Clare's POV

The dance had ended twenty minutes ago and Clare was laying on her bed with her hands fiddling with her hair. She had her head at the foot end so that her feet could be up against the wall. She was thinking debating whether or not to ask Fawn about what had happened between her and James. She couldn't sleep and decided to make her way down to the common room.

She grabbed a big fuzzy blanket off her bed and draped on over her shoulders as she tiptoed out of the room. She tripped over one o& the others girls trunks though. "Sorry" she whisperd I really hope I didn't wake anyone up. A couple stirred I;their sleep but for the most part her prayers were answered.

Just as she reached the bottom step Charlie stumbled through the common room door. "What happed to you"? Claire asked, she noticed that gravity seemed to by affecting the poor guy more then usual.

"You know how I was hanging out with Andy and Mitch from huffelpuff?" Charlie said with a grin.
"I know you were supposed to be there as friends, I also noticed they left..." said Claire, raising her eyebrows.
"Yeah, well, they went down to the kitchens to get us some drinks, I thought they were just butterbears," Claire could see where this was going, "but they appear to have been a bit stronger... some muggle drink apparently."
"Oh Charlie..." she smiled, it was supposed to be sympathetic, but she couldn't help but laugh, "come here." She patted the spot beside her on the couch, shuffling over to make more room.

"You know," said Charlie after sitting down, "I saw you storm out of the dance, what's up with that". She liked the way that his tone was genuinely curious, and didn't insinuate anything, with no hint of jealousy.
"I was dancing with Fawn,"
"James was dancing with Fawn." Charlie interrupted with a smirk
"Glad I'm not the only one who noticed that" she shifted her body so that she could lean the side of her head on the couch, but still face Charlie. "I meant before that. We were dancing together and then this guy came up behind me, I didn't even know his name. He grabbed my waist and and pressed up against me, who even does that" I was avoiding eye contact, instead choosing to look at my hands.
Charlie grabbed one in both of his, encasing it comfortingly. "I'm so sorry Claire"
"No need to be sorry, it's not your fault" her speech was slowing and she yawned, pulling the blanket more to the front of her body so she could share.

They both stared at the fire, Charlie had returned to his normal self, and was now fully aware of how tired he was, though neither made an effort to move. As the glow of the fire faded he leans back on the coach and pressed the side of his head against hers, and not long after each other, fell asleep.

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