Charlie looked out the window of his cabin across the snow-covered reserve and sighed. Last night had been the biggest snow of the season - so far. Six feet in the middle of December wasn't bad for Romania, but he really did hate training dragons in the snow. He glanced down at the letter lying on his table. The letter his mother had sent him only days earlier. She knew he had a ton of vacation days that he hadn't used and so expected him home for a month. He sighed again. A month of his mother's nagging about his career, his lack of girlfriend…
And that month started today.
He sighed. Like all the Weasley children, he loved his mother, but, like all the Weasley children, he tired easily from her constant worrying, constant chiding about their lives. At least all his siblings were being forced to come home too, though not for an entire month…
At least everyone, even Bill leaved nearby and he could visit them as soon as his mother was on his case again…
There was a knock on the cabin door. Pushing himself out of his chair and pulling his coat tighter to him, he opened the door. "Smitty!" He shook the man's hand, pulling him in from the snow. "You sure you don't want to come to wonderful, sunny ol' England to meet the rest of the Weasley clan?"
"You know I'd love to meet the rest of you Weasleys, but I already used all my vacation days except to visit my own family."
"Fine, fine," Charlie waved his hands, laughing, "I see how it is! I should head out soon anyway. Smitty, I'll see you in a month. If I'm not back in exactly one month, send a dragon to help claw my mother's hands off me."
Smitty laughed as Charlie stuck his shrunken bags in his coat pockets and Disapparated with a Pop!
The sky was still grey when Charlie Apparated outside the Burrow. Flicking his wan quickly, he cleared a path through the few feet of snow to the backdoor. He walked in quietly - it was so early his parents weren't even awake. Yawning, he decided to go back to sleep for a while. He walked as quietly as he could up the stairs into his room and slipping his boots off, plopped onto his bed, falling asleep instantly.
--
The bell of Weasleys' Wizards Wheezes tinkled as a girl hurried in, stamping the snow off her boots and loosening her bright blue scarf from around her neck. "I know, I know, I'm early!" She smiled as George walked out from the back room.
"About two hours earlier, my dear…I know you adore our company, but…"
"Hush, Boss-Man. I told you I had to leave a little early-"
"-for a lecture on some Magical disease or what not."
She smirked, "So glad you were paying so close attention."
"Is she yapping on again about wanting to be the youngest Healer or something?" Fred shouted from his office.
"Oh, boys, you know I'm already one of the youngest licensed Healers, and no, this lecture is mandatory."
"Fine, fine, skim off work, Leah dear, but next time I need to get treated at St. Mungo's, it better be for free."
"Yes, of course, Freddie-poo, but won't Ginny get you free medical care anyway?" She smiled and hung her grey pea coat and bright blue scarf, mittens and hat behind the counter.
"Merlin, those things are bright. Must you ruin our store's image by waving around your Ravenclaw pride?"
Leah snorted, "So says that man wearing the magenta robes."
George rolled his eyes as Leah ran her hands through her hair quickly, "Acceptable?"
"The children shouldn't be frightened, no."
"So loving, thanks."
Leah immediately began to flip through the store's books as she did at the beginning of each of her shifts.
"You're still coming for Christmas, right my dear?"
Leah looked up and smiled, "I don't think I've ever been more excited for a Christmas."
George grinned, "The Weasley's never disappoint, love!"
He returned to the back room leaving Leah to deal with the customers and the store's books.
Leah Bartley worked at WWW part-time almost as soon as it had opened. She and Verity were the first employees after the owners themselves. She only worked part-time, mostly helping with the books and re-stocking so she could afford her flat and other expenses during Healer-training. She had gotten her Healer license within a year, one of the very few wizards to have ever achieved. Even though she didn't need to necessarily keep working at WWW, she found that she loved working there as it was a break from Healing, and she really enjoyed her bosses. When Ginny had begun her Healer-training, she had taken the youngest Weasley under her wing, giving her extra advice, tutoring, and guidance. Her working relationships with the Weasley twins and Ginny had put her in the highest regards of Mr. and Mrs. Weasley and was thus invited to spend Christmas at the Burrow. She was delighted since she had spent Christmas these past few years getting drunk by herself. And her Christmases from her childhood were no better since she had grown up living with her alcoholic uncle - those Christmases were usually spent by herself at Hogwarts. She couldn't be happier to spend Christmas with a real family.
Ginny wandered into the store two hours later with her boyfriend, Harry Potter, in tow.
"Ginny! Harry! What a surprise!" Leah greeted them enthusiastically. "Shall I ring the bosses?"
Ginny smiled, "That's all right, we'll see them later, I just wanted to thank you for introducing me to Healer Lang."
Leah waved her hand, "Please, I didn't even realize what big a favor I was doing for you!"
Ginny grinned, "This is why I love you, Leah dear."
"Even I can't influence her career advancement that much," Harry quipped.
Leah smiled, "I'm glad I could help, although I don't know how much it really will. But how could I not try and help my little protégé?" She pinched Ginny's cheeks playfully.
Ginny rolled her eyes, "Thanks again though, really," she and Harry turned to leave but remembered something. "You're coming for the Holidays, right?"
"Yea!"
"Perfect! In case George and Fred forget to tell you, which they will, we're having a big family dinner Friday night."
"Oh, Ginny, it's a family dinner, please, I don't want to intrude any more than I already am."
Ginny tapped her foot impatiently, "Harry, tell her."
Harry rolled his eyes and smiled, "Hermione, Luna, Mira and I are going, and you have to too. It's sort of like a prelude to Christmas. Trust me, Mrs. Weasley will be devasted if you don't come."
Leah nodded, "Fine, fine, fine, but" she looked at her watch, "oh, Merlin I have to leave or I'll be late for my lecture!" She put her scarf and hat on hurriedly and shouted "Bye, Boss-Man, see you tomorrow!" Kissed Ginny on the cheek, grinned at Harry and rushed out the front door.
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Charlie woke up a few hours later to the sounds of his mother making lunch. He had completely slept through breakfast. Rubbing his eyes, he yawned and changed his clothes and quietly walked down stairs, wanting to surprise his mother. He heard her muttering to herself as she stirred her soup. He snuck up behind her and said loudly, "What a fine day for degnoming!"
She threw her spoon up in the air and turned around quickly, her wand at the ready and pointed directly at Charlie's throat.
"Well, mother, what a fine way to welcome home your son for the holidays!"
"Merlin Charlie, you gave me such a fright!" She reached up and pulled him into one of her signature rib-breaking hugs. "When did you get here?"
"Early this morning, so I decided to sleep in a few extra hours. I knew you'd feed me no matter when I woke up."
Mrs. Weasley smiled, "Course I would, dear!" She continued to make her soup, asking Charlie only a few questions about the reserve and life in general, and as suspicious as he was, he was glad she wasn't being extremely intrusive. Maybe Bill had finally gotten through to her. They ate their soup, and Charlie offered to clean up their lunch and the kitchen.
"We're having our dinner on Friday night. You're not expecting anyone, are you?"
There it was. The question he was dreading. At least she was trying to be discreet and calm about it.
"No, I'm not. How many people are coming?"
"Your brothers and sisters, Fleur, Luna, Hermione, Harry, George's new girlfriend and Ginny's friend Leah." She sighed, "Poor girl doesn't have a family to spend the holidays with!"
Charlie relaxed, his mother didn't seem to be pressing too hard, and so didn't seem to be trying to set him up with anyone, including this girl, Ginny's friend. He squirmed a little bit. If his mother was, she would be the same age as Ginny, and that frightened him a little bit.
Ron came to the Burrow for dinner that night, surprised to see Charlie there. Charlie and Ron talked about his Auror training and the Quidditch season all through dinner. Charlie went to bed early, as he planned to visit the twins and Bill tomorrow.
--
Charlie arrived at WWW at 10 am, much to the dismay of his hung over brothers.
"You two went out drinking on a Thursday night?"
"It was a special night!" George replied, still rubbing his temples.
"Which was….?"
"Thursday!" His twin answered, finally locating the bottle of Hangover Potion. Charlie shook his head. "Oh, dearest brother, do you think you could watch the store while we recover a little while longer, Verity called in sick."
"She would," George mumbled.
Charlie suppressed a laugh. "Deal, but only if you two buy me lunch."
"Deal."
Charlie walked out to the front of the store and looked around at the merchandise. He was extremely proud of his brothers and their obvious business savvy and sheer brilliance. Who knew that the two Hogwarts-dropouts would become the entrepreneurs, business owners and inventors they were today?
There was a soft tinkle and someone shouted, "Boys! I'm home early!!"
Charlie, completely baffled, peeked his head out from the aisle he had been looking at, and saw a short, girl unbutton her grey peacoat, her cobalt blue scarf hanging loosely around her neck. "Sorry, did you need something?"
The girl, turned, obviously startled, but smiled when she finally looked at him, "Sorry, you must be Weasley?"
Charlie nodded, still confused. The girl stuck out her hand, "I'm Leah, I work here part-time."
Charlie smiled and shook her hand, "Charlie, Weasley as we've already established," he paused, "Do you always greet my brothers with 'Boys, I'm home'?"
Leah laughed, taking off her scarf and hanging it behind the counter along with her coat. "No, not always, I change it up every once in a while, keep them entertained."
Charlie leaned against the counter, "They are difficult ones to keep entertained to." Suddenly something dawned on him. "Are you the same Leah that is in Healer-training with Ginny?"
Leah cocked an eyebrow, pushing her short, light-brown hair behind her ear. "Either you've been stalking me without having ever met me, or someone in your family told you about me."
Charlie laughed, "Mum told me one of Ginny's Healer friends was coming to dinner tonight, and since you're name is Leah and you know my brothers…"
"Wonderful deduction skills, Mr. Weasley.":
"So than I assume I'm correct in my deductions?"
"Well, yes and no." She opened the store's book and Charlie cocked his eyebrow, waiting an answer. Leah's eyes passed from the open book to Charlie's arm which was resting close to the book. It was a muscular arm, tanned and freckled, and looking a second longer she noticed some white scars. She caught herself from staring at his arm before Charlie questioned her again.
"Yes, I'm coming to dinner, and yes I'm one of Ginny's Healer friends, but no I'm not in training with her. I finished my training four years ago."
Charlie smiled although obviously a little embarrassed. "Sorry, I just assumed you were in training with Ginny since you two were friends…"
Leah smiled, "It's all right. I started working her when I was going my training, you know, having heard about the twins at Hogwarts, and since I needed some cash during training…" Charlie nodded, understanding the rest. "Where are the twins, anyway?"
"Ah, Leah darling, we seen you've met our darling older brother Charlie."
Leah smiled, "And you two always told me that you were the better looking of your siblings!" She winked at Charlie.
Charlie looked at his brothers, "Have you been blatantly lying to everyone you meet, or just your poor unsuspecting employees?"
Fred and George look flabbergasted for a second but than looked at each other, smirking. And Charlie did not like the looks of those smirks. They quickly covered their smirks and Fred said to Leah, "Leah, how could you, who has known us for years meet Charlie for five minutes and think he's the best looking of the Weasley clan?"
"That's true," Charlie nodded, "You haven't met Percy."
Fred, George and Charlie laughed but Leah looked confused. "Don't worry, Leah dear, you won't be meeting Percy. He still doesn't talk to us."
"Right…"
Charlie looked at his watch, "Boys, can we go to lunch now? I want to stop in and see Bill before I have to go and help Mum step up for dinner."
George looked at Leah, "When do you have to be back at St. Mungo's?"
Leah rolled her eyes, "You two really don't listen to me ever, do you? I had a night shift last night, so I'm working here until 2 than I'm going home to sleep before dinner. Which you two promised you'd pick me up for."
Fred nodded, "Course, course. We'll be back by 2," he turned to Charlie, "Lunch?"
Charlie pulled on his coat and stuck out his hand to Leah, "It was wonderful to meet you, Leah, don't work too hard," he leaned in to whisper, "they were hung over this morning, and I'll see you at dinner tonight." She noticed more scars on his hand. He winked at her and she smiled back.
"Until tonight, Charlie."
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It was too cold for the three Weasley brothers to talk as they walked down to Luna's Café. Charlie had never eaten there, but knowing Luna Lovegood, he was scared. As they walked down the street against the icy wind, he pulled his knit scarf over his mouth and thought about his surprise encounter with Leah. He was surprised to say the least that she was a licensed Healer and was friends with his kid sister. He was even more surprised that she was working at WWW. Did Healing pay that badly?
Why did she wear Muggle clothes and why did the twins allow her to wear them at work? Not that he had minded, she was beautiful and robes weren't particularly flattering…"Merlin" he thought to himself, "I sound like I've never looked at a woman before." Which of course, was not true. Charlie had known and briefly dated plenty of women - there had been quite a few at Hogwarts, although not nearly as many as Bill. And there had been some women in Romania - a few on the Reserve, although there had been very few pretty, single Dragon Keepers - and a handful in the neighboring villages.
But Leah was beautiful - not strikingly gorgeous, but simply beautiful. She had short, light brown hair, brown eyes, and full, pink lips. He had only met her for a few minutes, but seeing her interact with the twins, he knew she wasn't your average witch. The twins could only tolerate a certain type of girl, and Leah was obviously that type.
They finally made it to Luna's Café and Charlie was shocked to find it so busy. "Maybe we should go somewhere less crowded?"
"Nonsense!" Fred waved his hand. He walked up to the hostess and said, "Fred, George and Charlie Weasley to see Miss Lovegood."
The Hostess, a young, nervous looking witch nodded and nervously scurried away. Charlie looked at his younger brother, but Fred only smiled.
Two seconds later, Luna Lovegood walked - 'more like floated' noticed Charlie - over, looking more normal than Charlie remembered. Gone were her radish earrings, but her large, beaded necklaces were still there. Her wand and a quill were stuck in her bun and she was wearing a pale blue - 'were those sparkles?' - robe. She smiled serenely at them, "Hello, boys. Charlie! So wonderful to see you! I hope your dragons haven't come down with lazaponsy."
Charlie smiled, "They haven't yet, but I'll make sure to keep watch."
Luna nodded and looked at the twins, "Your usual table is open!"
The twins led Charlie to a booth in the far back corner. "What is this a special Weasley table?"
"Of sorts, yes."
Charlie laughed and opened a menu, quickly skimming over all the oddly named dishes like "Laxockal Soup" and "Shufflepip Herder's Pie". Charlie was relieved to see the dishes had descriptions underneath and they all used normal ingredients.
"So people actually like this place."
George nodded, "Ron really encouraged her to do something ah - normal when she and her father finally sold The Quibbler, so she opened this little Café. And with the help of Hannah Abbott, this place is one of the most popular places on Diagon Alley."
"It also helps that she's dating Ron Weasley."
Charlie nodded as the waitress came over. "What, no Firewhiskeys?"
Fred and George both gave their brother looks, grimacing. "Forge, who knew our brother was so bloody funny?"
"So how was Mom?"
Charlie knew exactly what George meant. "Well, she asked if I was bringing a guest, than informed me Harry, Luna, Hermione, Leah and Mira were coming. Who I'm very excited to meet, by the way."
George smiled, "She can't wait to meet you - actually, you're all she's been talking about lately…"
Charlie laughed, "So I should have the charm on than, yea?"
"Well, Leah will be there, so yea," Fred said quietly not daring to look his older brother in the eyes.
George covered his mouth with his hand, trying not to laugh.
"What are you going to try to do? Take Mom's job and try to set me up with her?"
"No, no, you just really seemed to like her, that's all," Fred said as innocently as possible.
"We could put good words in for you since you know, she takes our advice, and she's good friends with Mira…"
Charlie looked at the two of them, his eyes hard and both twins gulped. Charlie was the only Weasley who really intimidated them. "Look, you two. The last thing I need is another Mum, all right? I just heard Mum mention her, so I didn't expect to meet her working at your shop and I thought her to be Ginny's age. Merlin, why is it that anytime I talk to a witch around any of you lot, you all try to set me up. If I wanted a bloody girlfriend, I could bloody get one."
"Charlie -
- we didn't mean -
- we're sorry -
- we just meant -
- just a little fun -
- yea?"
Charlie grinned, "Frightened ya, didn't I?"
Both twins let out a deep breath. "If you weren't so much bigger than us…"
Charlie smiled and ate his lunch.
--
Charlie stepped into the large doors of Gringotts and without even having to say who he was or what business he wanted, the goblin waddled away, leaving Charlie in the front entrance alone and clueless.
Two minutes later, the goblin returned closely followed by Bill. "Charles!!"
"William!!" Charlie laughed and gave his big brother a hug, clapping him on the back. "Think we can mix pleasure with business?"
Bill laughed, "Course, little brother, want to check the ol' vault?" He turned around and Charlie fake-gasped.
"Your ponytail!"
"Ah, yes, I cut it off a month ago. My kid can't have some ponytail-wearing father!"
Charlie pretended to look horrified, making his brother laugh as they hopped in a cart to go to Charlie's vault. "Fleur did it! She made you cut it! She changed you!"
"Actually, her reaction was very similar to yours, although in angry-sounding French," Charlie winced, "No, it was my decision, and I needed a change."
The brothers hopped off the cart and opened Charlie's vault. "Merlin, I knew Dragon Keepers good money but, Merlin Charlie, you're loaded."
Charlie smiled, trying to hide his blush, "Well, we get compensated for our injuries and short - life spans."
Bill grimaced, "You know I hate when you talk like that."
"Thanks, Mum."
"What did you need at your vault anyway?"
"Wanted to check last month's pay got here and to take some out for holidays." He filled his small pouch and the two got back on the cart.
"Charlie."
"Yea?"
"I'll be a Dad in two months."
Charlie beamed and clapped his brother on the back. "I know, congratulations!"
Bill turned serious and looked at his younger brother but Charlie shook his head, "You're going to be a great -"
"No, no, I already talked to Dad about that and anyway, hullo, the rest of you lost turned out okay. No, Charlie, I want you to be the godfather."
"Seriously?"
"Of course."
Charlie grinned, "I'd be honored to, Bill! Is it okay with Fleur?"
Bill smiled, "Charlie, you're her second favorite Weasley."
They arrived back above ground and Bill led Charlie to his office. "How was Mum? Set you up on any dates yet?"
Charlie let out a dramatic sigh and plopped himself down on a chair. "Not directly, no. Yet at least. But she made sure to ask if I was bringing a guest." Bill chuckled. "She was actually a lot better about it though. You talk to her again?"
Bill laughed, "Only every time I talk to her. Who knew she'd actually listen?"
"I think Fred and George are convinced I like their employee - Leah - who's coming to dinner." Bill gave his brother a look. "Not you too! You're supposed to be on my side! You're supposed to defend me! You know I could dates and the like, and you know I actually talk to women! Just because we'll be the only single people at Christmas, doesn't mean everyone needs to set me up with her. Merlin!"
Bill put his hands in the air, surrendering. "I'm glad I didn't even have to say anything." Charlie rolled his eyes. "But Leah is a nice girl, and we all like her and…" he shook his head at Charlie's reaction, "all I'll say is, at least you guys will end up being good friends."
Charlie nodded. "Fine, good, just don't go helping Mum, Fred and George setting me up with her."
"Fine, fine, I'll make sure Mum, Fred and George stay clear so you can win her over just by your natural charm alone."
Charlie leaped from his chair and the two brothers pretend-wrestled, making sure not to knock anything over, just like when they were kids.
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"Leah, we're home!"
"What did we miss?"
"How much money did we make?"
"How did you like Charlie?"
"Where's my hat?"
Leah put up her hands to quite the twins. "Now, you didn't miss anything, there were only a few customers, I don't know where your hat is and what kind of question is that?"
"You went out of order dear, what question are you so distraught over?"
"I think it was my hat - I'm distraught over too, love."
Leah rolled her eyes and instead of humoring them, decided to keep quiet. They'd break.
"Love? What did you think of Charlie?"
"Didn't like him as much as you like us though I bet."
"Although, Gred, Charlie is everyone's favorite."
"That's true - aside from you, dear Forge."
"Naturally. Even Charlie is Ron's favorite. Ginny's too."
"Bill's obviously."
"Mayhap even Percy?"
"Who? - Oh, right, Percival." He shuddered.
"So, love, thoughts on Charlie?"
Leah looked between the two in utter disbelief. "You two are ridiculous."
"Come now! You're single!"
"He's single!"
"Oi! I had a date the other might."
"How did it go?"
She mumbled incoherently. "That's not the point."
Fred and George, knowing they were navigating towards angry waters, said, "Fine, fine-"
"We shan't say anymore-"
"- but! We like you -"
"- and everyone loves Charlie -"
"- so -" They Apparated to the back room before Leah could throw her magazine at them.
--
Leah Apparated to her flat with only one thing on her mind - sleep. She felt like she had been awake for days. But she was used to it. She didn't like when people called her a workaholic, but it was the truth. She worked a lot.
But she truly enjoyed her work. She loved Healing the Wizardry Community. And she had needed a flexible part-time job years ago when she was starting her training, but now she just loved working at WWW. She loved working with the twins, and they allowed her very flexible hours.
She stepped into her bedroom and smiled upon seeing her unmade bed. She slipped off her shoes and coat and without even bothering to put pajamas on, climbed into bed.
--
Fred and George were throwing out new ideas to each other when the bell tinkled. "Sorry, love, about to close for the night!"
A raven-haired witch walked into the back room. "Ah, now that's too bad..." George smiled and stood up to kiss Mira.
Fred grimaced, "Please, spare us."
Mira rolled her eyes and ignored him. "So how was your day with Charlie?"
George pouted, "We only had lunch with him. He had to go see Bill."
Mira rubbed George's back, "Oh, you poor boys!"
"Oh, stop mocking us, Mira, love."
Mira smiled, "Now, Fred, no need to get bitter." She turned back to George. "What time did you tell Leah we'd pick her up?"
"Seven."
"Okay, I'm going to go pop by, make sure my outfit is acceptable."
George smiled seductively, wrapping his arm around her waist, "Anything you wear will be acceptable…"
Mira laughed, kissing him quickly, "Nice try. It's my first Weasley pre-Holiday dinner, okay?" She turned to leave but Fred stopped her.
"Do you think we should set-up Leah with Charlie?"
Her steel-grey eyes grew bigger. "No, no, no, no! You know how she is!"
"But she set us up!"
Mira looked at her boyfriend, "No, love, she introduced us. Listen you two, stay out of it. If she likes Charlie, she'll pursue him, don't worry." And giving them both stern looks, Disapparated.
"Bother."
--
Leah's alarm was just going off when Mira Apparated with a loud CRACK! "Merlin Mira, did you have to scare the living daylights out of me?"
Mira grinned, taking off her winter robe, "Come on, Leah, it's already 6:30! Fred and George will be here at 7!"
"I know, I know, Mira, why are you here so early?"
Mira smiled sheepishly, "I wanted to make sure I looked okay."
Leah rubbed her eyes and smiled. "Let me shower and wake up and than we'll see! You can go turn on the telly if you'd like."
Mira nodded, "So you won't make fun of me for wanting to look decent?"
Leah laughed, "No! You want to look decent for the entire Weasley clan, I understand!"
Mira smiled, relieved. "Okay, good. I didn't know if I was making too big of a deal or not…" Leah shook her head and stepped into the bathroom to shower. She emerged ten minutes later in her towel, her hair already done and looked over Mira's outfit. She was wearing jeans and dark green v-neck sweater that wasn't too low-cut. She was wearing minimal make-up and her black hair was in a loose, low ponytail. Leah grinned, "You look marvelous!!"
Mira rolled her eyes, "It's not too much or too - not enough?"
"Not at all!" Leah turned to her own closet. "Do you think blue is too sacrilege for a Christmas dinner?"
"Well, technically, it's just a normal, regular dinner…"
Leah laughed, "Ravenclaw-blue it is!"
Mira laughed and sat on Leah's bed fiddling with the comforter and watching her best friend pick out an outfit. They had been in Ravenclaw together, although Mira was a year behind Leah and was therefore the same year as Harry, Ron and Hermione. She and Mira were friends at Hogwarts, both being top in their year and both having Muggles for parents and guardians. Once Mira had graduated, Leah became her mentor at St. Mungo's and the two became almost inseparable.
"Leah did you set me and George up?"
Leah spun around, her head just popping out of her cobalt top. 'What?"
"Did you set me and George up?"
"No? I mean, I thought you guys would be good together, but I had introduced you guys a while back when you were still kinda with Chris and he was with Alicia."
Mira nodded. She and George hadn't even hated each other, but she found him nearly intolerable two years ago. But once they were both single, the "hatred" almost got out of control - "because of the sexual tension and obvious magnetism" Fred used to say - until one night when a bunch of them had gone out to a pub. They took it slow for a few weeks, but both realized they had wanted more. They had been dating seriously now for 10 months. (On their nine-month anniversary, Leah and Fred presented them with a baby-doll. The best gag gift either had given).
Leah grabbed a grey cardigan to wear over her cobalt, short-sleeve top. "Why? Are you growing tired of him?"
"Of George?! How could anyone? No, he just thought that you set us up."
Leah smiled as she put on her mascara. "Well, if I did, I obviously did a bloody good job of being stealth about it."
Mira laughed, "Hurry up, they'll be here soon!" She watched Leah put on a little bit of eyeshadow, something she rarely did. "Soooo, you meet Charlie?"
"Yea - everyone's favorite sibling apparently." She turned around, "I look acceptable?" She was wearing black skinny jeans with her cobalt top and grey cardigan and grey flats. Her short brown hair was straight with her few side bangs pinned back.
Mira cocked an eyebrow, "Trying to impress someone are we?"
Leah rolled her eyes. "Yes, Mr. Weasley. I think this and my vast knowledge of all things Muggle will suffice to seduce him?" There were two loud CRACK!s and the twins walked in, there eyes covered.
"Everyone decent?"
"Why are you seducing our father?"
"Actually - who cares if you're decent?" George uncovered his eyes. "No such luck."
Mira and Leah rolled their eyes and grabbed their wands and coats to Apparate to the Burrow.
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