But ... Nothing happend.
You were so sad. You had hoped that he and you would be a match. You were so mad at yourself for even hoping to match with him. You should have known that this was going to happen.
You tossed your phone away and decided that this was the end of your little tinder adventure.
Instead of picking up your phone right after you made that decision, you took the book from your nightstand and opend it where you had placed your bookmark. Reading always helped you forget the most awful things.
Not much later ... well it could be much later. You never noticed the passing of time when you were reading... Your phone started trilling. It was a message from a friend:
Want me to pick you up on my way to school tomorrow? Heard it's going to rain.
You and your friend both were teachers at a primary school not too far away. Well, your friend had been working at the school for a few years. But you had recently graduated and tomorrow was your first day.
You were very nervous. But the thought that you didn't have to go trough the rain by bik, weakened your nervousness a little.
Yes please! Thanks! Don't know what I would be without you!
She answered right away:
Wet 😆
Funny. Verry funny.
You never felt the need to buy a car. As a witch there were so many other ways to travel. But the options were limited when you had taken the job. There were a few wizarding primary schools. But most of those were filled with pureblood families who still believed that they were better than muggels. Your new school on the other hand, was a Muggle school. But you were sure that there would be an occasional wizard or witch attending the school.
While closing your messages, you saw you had an notification from tinder: one new match. Right ... tinder, you thought to yourself. Probably an other creep. Let's delete the godforsaken app.
You were already dragging the app across your screen, when a voice inside your head said: 'But what if it is him.' Okay, you know what. One last look. If it isn't him, than I'll just delete it, otherwise I'll...
You clicked on the message icon.
No this couldn't be right. There, the first picture under matches ...
Charlie.
YOU ARE READING
It's a match! -Charlie Weasley-
RomanceYou promised yourself that you would never instal tinder, but well let's say your friends are very persuasive. So here you were, staring at the freshly installed app. You just decided to delete the app when a special ginger catches your eye.