Title: Like A Bang

Author: AnnoyanceCrime

Rating: Pg-censorship

Summary: It all stared with a bang, the day Charlie Weasley met Rudy Scamander. (Sorries. Bad at Summaries. uu; Will contain "Slash" or "Shounen-ai" in later chapters...)

Disclaimer: Pshaw! I do no own Harry Potter or his little world. Or maybe I do. You never know...

Author's Notes: I can not believe I finally started to write this! I'm pretty happy with 'Like A Bang'. This will be multi-chapters (My first chaptered fanfiction). Anyways, Thank you for stopping by and I hope you enjoy my story.

--- Chapter One: Hippogriffs and Blood-Spattered Boys ---

Maybe like a bang or ka-boom but they seem too soft for such a thing. Maybe a banshee's scream but again no. Maybe it's more like that muggle's thing "The Big Bang" where everything is tightly compacted and then just explodes causing the universe to be created. Yea, that is closer but still not it. Maybe. Maybe. Maybe.

'Or maybe not.' Charlie sighed as he nibbled on a chocolate frog having no idea what he was thinking about. 'Let's just blame the nonsense ramblings on the Bludger.' He thought. Taking one to the head certainly wasn't what Charlie would consider pleasant in any way and despite the potion Madam Pomfrey had given him, his head was still pounding. Luckily, the throbbing pain in his head was the only injury he sustained from the hit.

Again nibbling on the chocolate frog, he glanced around the infirmary. There was really nothing to look at. He sighed, sinking back into his bed. He wished he could leave but Madam Pomfrey wanted to keep him over night so he was stuck there. Rolling over on his side, he slowly closed his eyes hoping he could get a little sleep (something that had been evading him lately).

"WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING!" A woman screamed in the hall outside the room and Charlie shot up looking towards the door.

"I told him how to approach the hippogriff! You should teach your son to listen to his elders!" Charlie recognized that voice. It was his teacher of care of Magical Creatures, Professor Kettleburn.

"Shut up Both of You!" Madam Pomfrey hissed. The door swung opened. The unidentified woman run in with a blood-spattered boy in her arms followed by Madam Pomfrey and Professor Kettleburn.

"Now, Kore and Kettleburn! Go outside and complete your jobs. I'll heal him up. It probably just looks worse than it really is!" Madam Pomfrey hissed again as the woman laid down the boy into the bed next to Charlie. Poppy ran the two bickering adults out of the room and started to heal up the small boy.

Charlie silently watched as she stop the blood-flow and performed a cleaning charm to remove the red liquid from the boy's face, hair and clothes. Breathing a sigh or relief, she quickly wrapping the left side of the icy blue-haired boy's face. Then, she turned to Charlie and smiled.

"If he wakes up before I get back, go tell me. I'm just going outside to tell Kore he's alright. It shouldn't take long." She said, walking out the door.

Charlie glanced at the smaller male-youth. He quickly concluded that he wasn't a Hogwarts student. He didn't wear the traditional black robes (He was wearing a tight black shirt with camouflage pants and leather army boots). Plus, Charlie was sure he would have remember if he had seen him before. His pretty bright blue hair made him kinda stick out of a crowd. Charlie also concluded that the boy couldn't be much older than he was.

As Charlie counted the earrings on the boy, his un-bandaged eye groggily opened. The boy shook his head a couple of times before sitting up. He looked around the room quickly before his eyes rested on Charlie.

"Hey." He waved, looking dazed, confused and very sleepy.

"Hi?" Charlie replied, completely forgetting what Pomfrey told him to do.

"My name's Rudy." He smiled, glancing up towards the ceiling.

"I'm Charlie."

"Well, Charlie. Can you tell me why I'm here and why I have bandages on my face?" Rudy pouted, poking the bandages with his index finger.

"Not really. I heard 'hippogriff' mentioned though. Maybe a hippogriff attack you? Anyways, there was lot of blood coming from you. Madam Pomfrey stopped it and then put the bandages on..." Charlie tried to explain with his lacking knowledge of what happened. Rudy, seemingly dead to the world, continued poking the bandages. "Maybe you should stop poking it." Charlie suggested.

"Yea. Probably right. On all accounts too..." Rudy paused for a moment, "But the hippogriff was so pretty. I couldn't help but run up to it. Guessing it didn't like me too much." He giggled laying back down on the bed. Charlie laughed too. "So... Why are you here, Charlie babe?" Rudy asked, pressing his lips together as if he was thinking.

"A Bludger hit me in the head at the Qudditch game earlier. Luckily, I just caught the snitch so it was all good." Charlie said, giving a fake smile. He thought that was kinda baby-ish compared to Rudy's being attack by a hippogriff but Rudy seemed to think that was pretty cool.

"Really? Killer!" Rudy crawled out of his bed and into Charlie's. "You actually play quidditch? On a real team?" And that was that. For the next twenty or so minutes, a continuous stream a chatter came from the two boys. They talked about Quidditch, Magical Creatures, their lives and other random things. They only stopped when Pomfrey came back (She slapped Charlie upside the head and threw Rudy back into his bed). Charlie wanted to talk more with Rudy but Madam Pomfrey crammed a pink-colored potion down his throat which knocked him out cold.

'Joyous...' Charlie thought.

- - - -

"I bet you're horribly scarred and mutilated under there." Charlie, face to face with Rudy, joked.

"Hell yea! And all the pretty girls will go, 'Oh! Rudy, how did you get those horrible but uber-sexy scars?'" Rudy mimed in a girly voice but then paused for a moment. "We'll need to come up with a killer story to how I get those scars."

"While vacationing in Germany, you got attacked by a rabid flobberworm." Charlie said with confidence. Rudy smacked the red-haired boy over the head with some rolled-up parchment and murmured something like 'bad doggie'.

"Don't hit people, Rudy." Madam Pomfrey scolded, taking the parchment. "And why are you here, Mr. Weasley?" She eyed Charlie suspiciously.

"He wants to see my mutilated face in all its Phantom-of-the-Opera-esque." Rudy grinned. Charlie mouthed 'Phantom of the Opera?' to the other boy who silently replied 'It's a muggle thing. I'll tell you later'. Madam Pomfrey shook her head with a warm sigh.

She had known Rudy actually for a while. His mother and father had been students at the school and Madam Pomfrey had known them both well. Now, both having graduated, they stopped by the school every so often to help Hagrid and Professor Kettleburn with the many creatures on the grounds. And with they did come, Rudy was always with them and always managed to get hurt and in the infirmary. Despite his happy-go-lucky personality, Rudy had never made any friends and she was happy he finally had one.

"Madam! May we please have these bandages off so Charlie babe can see my scarred mask-worthy face before his next class?" Rudy jokingly pouted. The older woman laughed a little before taking off the bandages. Giving the blue-haired boy a mirror, the two boys gasped.

"Icky!" Rudy whined. "One measly scar. Pathetic." He collapsed back on his bed. Charlie leaned over him for a better look at the scar. It was true, just one scar going directly thorough his left eye but measly? Charlie didn't think it was measly. It looked rather deep and kinda painful. He half-wondered if Rudy could see out of that eye.

"I think it's cool, Rudy." Charlie smiled.

"Think so?" Rudy smiled back.

"Well Rudy, You seem to be quite all right so Leave! You two are wasting space that can be used for the truly sick! Out!" Madam Pomfrey screamed, hurling the two boys outside. Charlie glanced at his watch realizing he was going to be late for his first class.

"I'm sorry, Rudy. I have to get to Potions. But hey, do you want to have lunch or something later?" Charlie asked. He really did want to hang out with Rudy. He wished it was Christmas vacation or something. 'Curse classes.'

"Sure thing. You have Care for Magical Creatures after lunch, right? I'll met you there and we can "attend" the class together." Rudy smiled, waving good-bye to Charlie as he run to Potions.

Sadly, Rudy never made it.

- - - -

Charlie ran down to the grounds where the Care of Magical Creatures class took place. He was the first one there. Since Rudy never shown up at lunch, Charlie was just a bit nervous. He thought maybe the other boy had been attacked by something again which, if you knew Rudy, wasn't such a farfetched idea.

"Charlie!" A familiar voice called. The young Weasley turned to meet Hagrid strolling towards him.

"Oh, hi Hagrid. Have you seen Rudy? I was supposed to meet him at lunch but he never showed up. I thought he may have been attacked again." Charlie asked. Hagrid laughed after hearing that.

"Yea, That's something you can naturally expect from Rudy but no, he wasn't attacked by anything. I saw him earlier this morning. His mom was called away to to help deal with some troublesome so Rudy had to leave with her. Looked kinda sad when he left. Asked me to give you this." Hagrid said, handing Charlie a letter.

"Oh, Thanks Hagrid." Charlie smiled. As soon as Hagrid left, Charlie tore opened letter.

Hi, Charlie!

I'm sorry I couldn't make it to our lunch-date-thingy. My mom got an owl saying her help was needed in New Zealand to subdue a Antipodean Opaleye. Apparently, a farm has been complaining about his flock of sheep being eaten up by large lizard. Poor muggle. She told me right about after you left. I promise to make it up to you next time we met. But if I do forget about it, Remind me to treat you to something!

Speaking of promises, Charlie, I must say. You are the grandest person ever. Yea, kinda random but I always promised myself I would tell my first friend that. Of course, I was like six when I made that promise. Imagine, taking seven years to make ONE friend. I'm very sad and very pathetic. Oh well.

Anyways, Again. I'm sorry I couldn't stay at Hogwarts any longer (Now, I kinda regret not accepting my letter to Hogwarts). Imagine, had I accepted it, we could have seen each other every day. but then, you probably would have got sick of me so maybe it's a good thing. Grr. Rambling. Sorry.

So, for the third time, Sorry. I hope I can see you again soon and Please! Write Back! Although, helping creatures is a lot of fun, it gets kinda boring not being able to talk to anyone around my age (Everyone is at least seven or eight years older than me. It's so DULL!)

Rudy

'New Zealand and Dragons! Wow. Rudy's lucky.' The red-head thought, folding the letter up and cramming it into his pocket as class started. Although, he was a little surprised that Rudy had turned down an acceptance owl to Hogwarts. He naturally assumed no one could turn something like that down. Also, Charlie wished he had gotten the letter a little later in the day. He couldn't concentrate on his classes thinking about what to write back to Rudy.

---- T.B.C. ----

oO; Finally. It's done. I hope it's decent. Please review? Random question but does anyone know what Charlie was talking about in the first paragraph? Just curious.