Charlie blinked and then scratched his head thoughtfully.
"Well..." He stretched the word past it's usable capacity, unsure how to proceed.
"I just sort of knew. There was this bloke, Jamie Oliver, he worked on the reserve with me. I really wasn't sure when I was at Hogwarts, I just sort of did whatever I wanted and damn the consequences. Not that there were many, being who I was," he shrugged.
Then he continued, "But Jamie...He was special. Before he died, he taught me that it didn't matter. Love is just love, attraction is just attraction. He always told me I could love any person I wanted to love, he just hoped he'd always be on that list. So...It's not that I fancy blokes, or birds for that matter. I just fancy people. They're wonderful and amazing and varied, and each one is worth getting to know."