(A/N: final chapter of GoF... big reveals... surprise...?)
Third Person P.O.V.:
Dumbledore unwrapped himself from his grandson, stood up, and, with extraordinary strength for a man so old and thin, raised Charlie from the ground, and set him on his feet.
Charlie swayed. His head was pounding, his body was shaking from the aftermath of the torture curse, and his injured leg would no longer support his weight. Within seconds, Harry had threw himself under his friend's arm to hold him steady.
Upon looking at his friend for the first time, Charlie's memories of what had happened came rushing back, his eyes widening as he broke out into a heart-breaking sob.
"Harry," he cried, "what happened? God, what happened? He's back, isn't he, Harry? Oh God... oh God... They tried to kill me! They were going to kill me..."
"It's okay now," Harry comforted, wiping the tears from his own eyes, "you're okay, that's all that matters."
"How did you —"
Charlie was cut off as Hermione had ran over to him, and threw herself around him. She was shaking with a mix of relief and fear as she held onto her boyfriend as though never planning on letting him go. Her force had removed Charlie from Harry's grasp, causing the brown eyed boy to stumble slightly, but he simply held onto his girlfriend as tight as possible.
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The boy relished in his newfound comfort within Hermione's arms by burying his head into the crook of her neck. Everything that troubled him seconds ago had now evaporated as he had realized he kept his promise... he made his way back to her.
"I thought..." Hermione sobbed into his shirt. "I thought you were gone..."
Charlie shook his head, whispering, "I told you I'd make it back to you... I promised..."
For the first time that day, Hermione smiled widely upon hearing his voice again. Nothing else mattered in that moment besides the fact that Charlie was alive. She kissed his head and the side of his face repeatedly as she pulled back, trying to make sure that he was actually real and that him waking up wasn't just a figment of her imagination.
"Charlie..." she whispered, but it sounded almost like a question. She held his face endearingly and peered into the brown eyes that she missed so much.
"I'm here," Charlie said softly, wiping the tears from her face while he smiled to reassure her. "I'm okay."
Then, right as she was about to pull him into the most mind-blowing kiss, everyone else had joined the hug, engulfing the brown eyed boy in pure love. One by one they all joined in; Harry, Ron, Mrs. Weasley, Ginny, Elaina, Dumbledore, and even McGonagall — Snape, Moody, and Bagman aren't the biggest fans of public displays of affection...
