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38. Dear Charlie

Dear Charlie,
I've been missing you terrible these last few weeks. I know you're coming home soon, but I don't know how much longer I can wait before I go mad. I miss your touch, your smile, everything. Please hurry home. I'll be waiting here for you, as always.

All my love,
Aria

Charlie smiled down at the letter he held in his hands. Aria had sent it to him probably that very morning thinking he was still in Romania for another two weeks. He'd managed to find someone to cover him so he could slip out early. It IS Aria's birthday after all. He had to be home.

The train whistle sounded and Charlie jumped to his feet, shouldering his rucksack. As he hopped down off the train and onto the platform, he glanced around. Spotting the familiar head of red hair across the way, he grinned and headed over. As he came up to his older brother, he extended his hand and grasped Bill's outstretched one.

"Nice to see you, brother." Bill smiled at his younger brother as they started toward the exit. As they reached the sidewalk and turned to head towards and alley a little ways away, Bill glanced over.

"Tell me again how you plan to pull this off?" Charlie grinned again.

"Easy. Aria is close friends with Fleur. Fleur is inviting her over for tea this afternoon since they have a short day at the Ministry due to the holiday weekend. Aria shows up at the Cottage, and surprise! Here I am, a full two weeks early, on her birthday. Then..."

"Fleur and I disappear and leave you to destroy our guest room?" Bill smirked as Charlie flushed scarlet.

"Um...we won't TRY to destroy it." Bill laughed as he and Charlie entered the alley. Careful to check for Muggles, they disapparated to Shell Cottage. As they appeared in the front yard, Fleur waved from the open door.

"Urry!" She called. "She shall be here any moment!" Charlie and Bill hurried across the neat little yard and into the house. Charlie threw his rucksack into a corner out of sight and walked over to the window. Peering carefully through the closed drapes, he watched for Aria to appear. Punctual as she always was, at exactly 1 PM she appeared in the yard. He watched her through the gap in the drapes as she strode up the walkway and knocked on the door. He listened as Fleur answered the door and greeted her, ushering her into the house. Charlie straightened from the window and turned toward the entrance to the sitting room just as the two girls appeared in the doorway. Throwing his arms open wide, he beamed at her.

"Surprise!" he yelled. Aria gaped for a moment, stunned. Then tears welled in her eyes as she hurled herself across the room and into his arms. Charlie wrapped his strong arms around her and held her to his chest.

"You....weren't....due.....back....for....weeks!" Aria sniffed. She pulled her head out of his chest and looked up at him, her cheeks shining with her joyous tears. He smiled down at her.

"Couldn't miss my best girl's birthday, now, could I?" he said, leaning down and kissing her softly. As he pulled her against his chest again, he glanced over her head. Bill gave him a small waive as he ushered a teary Fleur out of the room and toward the front door. As he smoothed a hand down Aria's back, he heard the front door click shut then the crack of his brother and sister in law disapparating. This sound is what brought Aria's head up, looking around in confusion.

"What was that?" she asked, still looking around. Charlie let his hands fall to her hips, then rolled his pelvis against hers as he lowered his lips to the side of her neck. As he nipped her gently, she gasped.

"That," he said huskily, "was Bill gratiously leaving the house, and their guestroom, to us. I've missed you far to much to wait any longer." With that, he popped her feet off the ground and wrapped her legs around his hips, heading for the stairs.

At the top of the stairs, he kicked open the door to the guest room and strode in, Aria squealing at him as he did. Another kick closed the door firmly. Then he was at the bed, laying her down on her back. As she looked up at him, her eyes became hooded.

"I've missed you too, Charlie." She whispered. Then she shoved her torso up off the bed, wrapped her arms around his neck, and pulled him down with her. Lots of rushing, clothes flying all over the room, hurrying to get one another naked. Once they were both completely naked and Charlie was positioned between her thighs, he grinned down at her.

"I feel like I've been waiting a lifetime to do this again," he whispered down at her. Leaning down, he kissed her hard as he thrust his pelvis forward and entered her slick sex. She broke the kiss and cried out at the filling sensation of his cock inside of her, biting her nails into his shoulders. He was as gentle as he could be in his frantic desire to be inside her. His thrusts were hurried and her moans became louder the more the pumped. She wrapped her legs around the backs of his thighs, giving him deeper access. He dropped his head to her neck and let himself get lost in her scent, the feel of her wrapped around his cock. Her orgasm came first, and he continued to pump into her, pulling her through the waves of pleasure. His wasn't far behind. When her second orgasm reared up and her sex started milking his cock, his release barrled through him, his cock kicking hard into her contracting core.

As they both collapsed onto the bed, he pulled her naked body against him, burying his face in her hair.
"That was amazing." She said with a small laugh. Charlie grinned into her hair, then started inching his hand toward the juncture of her thighs.

"Who said I was done?" he whispered into her ear as his fingers found her slit and started on her again.