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Charlie Weasley (tamethebeast) wrote in wished,

"Have I met her before?" Charlie asked, turning slightly to see if there was any coffee left in his mug. Much to his dismay, he already finished it. "Come on, let's head down to the Great Hall for some coffee and biscuits."

As they headed out of the classroom—a small, dingy room he did his best to clean and organise—Charlie shrugged, "I'm doing all right. And, out of the six blokes in the family, none of which are here but me, you like me the best." Charlie laughed, a grin staying on his face after the fact. He absolutely revered Ginny, loved her unconditionally, and made an attempt to stay out of her social life unless she invited him to become a part of it. They were years enough apart that he was still unsure about how to involve himself in hers and Ron's lives. Still, he thought it wonderful that Ginny at least placed herself in his class. It gave them a few minutes before and after class at times.

Slipping his arm around Ginny's shoulder, he kissed her on the top of her head. He was not affectionate with anyone but his family, especially his mother and sister. "It's nice to have you so close by," he said. Charlie did not seem to care one way or the other what other students thought: he did favour Ginny by a long shot.

Sticking his hands in his pockets, he smiled. "How are you? I hear you're seeing someone. Want to tell me about it or pretend like nothing's going on?"