Who: Charlie and Angelina When: Thursday night, right after she arrived in the Nexus Where: Angelina's flat Why: A shoulder to lean on Rating: Low Complete? Not yet
He should have known better. Than again, considering who some of the residents were in the Nexus it was probably better to hear it all from him now, rather than be greeted by a Death Eater, or worse Voldemort himself. He ran his hand through his ginger red locks, sighing slightly. I really know how to botch things, to send a person round the twist, he thought with guilt.
Hurrying down the stretch of streets he was sure she lived on, he turned a corner and spotted a brick building he was certain was Angelina's. Walking briskly he sped up to a near run, and once he reached the building he looked up, spotting someone standing on the landing. "Angelina, is that you?" He called out loudly and clearly. Bloody hell, I hope I don't wake the whole neighborhood, he thought to himself.