“Brilliant. Do you want to come over to my place?” Charlie asked, sounding hopeful.
“Your place?” Neville quirked an eyebrow.
“Professor’s chambers,” Charlie said, laughing. “I reckon eating in the Great Hall together, or going to the kitchens being surrounded by house-elves isn’t ideal. All of Hogwarts will find out. Besides, tenured here has its advantages. I’ve got a small kitchen in my quarters.”
“So, eat at your place, and you’ll cook?” Where your bedroom also is, with a large bed and us being so close to it...
“We can always make it a double date with Harry and Draco...”