He nearly had to carry her down off the bar stool she was so short. Charlie wasn't as tall as the rest of his other Weasley brothers, but he was no small-fry (even though Percy, who towered above him, liked to tease that he was). "No, they aren't I'm afraid. I just tend to get my feet caught up under them and fall off. Not very graceful," he explained with a self-deprecating grin.

"Well I try my best to clean up," Charlie said off handedly. Being heavily freckled and covered in more scars and burns than his brothers, Charlie didn't feel like he had much to offer in the looks department. He always figured if he looked more like Bill or - gods yes even Percy - he probably wouldn't still be dating at his age and have settled down by now. Then there was that part of him that believed if a witch didn't want him based on what he looked like - he didn't really want to be with that person for the rest of his life anyhow.

Getting settled in their booth, Charlie smiled across the table at Lavender and noticed again how attractive her smile was. He had thought so when he had met her at Ginny and Luna's party a few months ago. Gods was it only a few months??

"Depends on what you're in the mood for. Tom does well enough with the fish and chips, and they do serve a very good Shepherd's pie. I think I might actually go for the pie myself. Not as good as what my mum makes, but it's close enough," Charlie said with a grin and a shrug.

Giving her a look of surprise, Charlie stuttered for a minute, rubbing the back of his neck.

"We did, actually! Three, two of which we're pretty confident will hatch at least one. The one nest is from a new mother and new mothers can go wrong. I've seen it before," Charlie said, his voice a bit soft at the end. "I'm surprised you remembered. I mean, you being a Healer and doing much more important things."