September First, 2019
It was a beautiful brisk day for the first of September in 2019. Charlie Weasley was excitingly waiting for the students to arrive, this was his third year as Hogwarts Defense against the dark arts teacher. Headmistress McGonagall had personally asked him to take the position once there previous professor retired and although Charlie gave up working when his son was born, him and his wife were finding it hard to keep up with only her working, so he accepted.
This year his daughter was starting Hogwarts, along with three of his nieces and Charlie couldn't have been more excited. He sat at the head table next to his wife, who was the school mediwitch, and eagerly waited for the children to come out.
"Excited?" Charlie asked his wife, Lyra, as he watched her fidget.
She just looked at him with her signature smirk that all of the Black family had, making her look just like her step mother and aunt, Narcissa.
Charlie wouldn't admit it but he to was excited to see his daughter being sorted. At least he was until he heard the name; "Black, Ember."
Written for the OTP BC; Agitated.