The Older Potter // HP Older Sister

113

C H A P T E R  113

"Really?" Tonks raised her eyebrows in surprise. "She said that?"

Charlie nodded, his ears flaring up a smidge. "I mean she was clearly tipsy but that's what she said."

"Wow," Tonks replied. "Samantha Potter finds Charlie Weasley attractive. So what do you think about that?"

He sighed and leaned up against the table. He was currently drinking some tea and had about a half hour until he was meeting his parents and then taking a Portkey back to Romania. "I honestly don't know. It has not left my mind. This doesn't mean she likes me though or has any type of feelings for me. There are many women I find attractive but I wouldn't date them."

"So you wouldn't date Samantha?" Tonks asked and then thought about what Charlie said were the qualities he wanted in a potential partner. "She's actually exactly everything you said you wanted in someone."

"I just don't know. She's bloody fit, never mind that. She's also--"

"Fantastic at Quidditch, is practically a part of your family as is, very hard working and ambitious. She's a bloody Triwizard Champion and leading at that. She's perfect for you...why didn't I think of this before?" Tonks uttered and folded her arms in disappointment.

"Because she just got out of a relationship? Samantha's not ready to date someone so I'm not going to entertain that thought," Charlie reasoned as he bit the inside of his lip.

Tonks rolled her eyes. "Oh pish posh, that's just you being scared, Charlie, and making up excuses. Give her a chance."

"Now's not the time," he said and got up, placing the mug of tea into the sink. "I have to get my bag and leave soon." Charlie glanced at Tonks before leaving the kitchen to the room he was staying in.

"I'm not giving up on this!!"

• • • • •

Samantha turned over and groaned. Her head was pounding and her throat was scratchy. Those who drank never regretted it until the morning after. She took several breaths and then sat up. Glancing at the clock she saw that it was almost ten.

Should she go back to sleep and spend her Sunday in bed? And so she turned back over and instantly fell back asleep.

"Get up..."

"Samantha!"

Samantha started to stir as she heard voices calling her name. "What?" she grumbled and pulled her duvet over her head.

"It's noon, time to get up," she heard Angelina state firmly. Angelina then started to pull the duvet and Samantha groaned in protest.

"Nooo, leave me be so I can wither away."

"You can't spend your whole day in bed," Alicia added, helping Angelina pull the duvet completely off of Samantha's bed.

"Why not? We have nothing to do today," Samantha groaned again and turned so she was face flat on the mattress.

"You finished all of your homework?" Angelina asked.

Samantha grunted in agreement. "Yes, now leave me alone."

"Do you even remember what happened last night?" Alicia asked with a laugh.

"Sort of. I don't remember word for word what happened, that's a bit fuzzy. But I do remember a lot of laughing and me feeling annoyed." Samantha shoved some hair out of her face and turned back over. "I didn't want to remember anything, that was the point of me drinking more than I usually do."