RP: Charlie and Bill Who: Charlie and Bill Where: Bill's house When: March 17, 2008 Summary: Charlie arrives at Bill's and has a secret to share.
Charlie had packed everything he owned and put it in a trunk. He couldn't believe that his life until now could be so easily packed away, like it had never happened. As much as he wanted to ignore what had happened, the addition of scars that were still too fresh and the limp on his right side made it impossible. That was before the numerous spells and that horrid potion that he had to take. Once you factored all of it, the bottom line was that his dreams had been crushed.
"You'll be fine," Dimitri said as he handed Charlie the portkey that had been arranged through the Romanian ministry. "You can come and visit. I know it's not the same, but I know you. You'll find something else to do and you will be great at it."
Charlie attempted a smile. "Thanks, but it won't be the same. I'll miss you all. I'll miss the dragons."
"Opportunities come to those open to it. Keep your options open, Charlie and you'll be happy." Dimitri hugged him tight and Charlie lingered a little longer than it was proper, but after that, he'd have no more excuses.
He pulled back and grabbed his trunk. "Goodbye, Dimitri." He said the words right before the pull of the portkey started and then he found himself in front of Bill's home. Things had changed here too. Until recently, he'd have found Fleur and three restless children, but now the house was quiet. He knock on the door and called out for his brother. "You'd better not be asleep, with your fancy living and spoiled life."