Disclaimer: JKR wrote it

Disclaimer: JKR wrote it. I just play around with the characters.

Moving out.

I took my mothers advice into account and sent Charlie a letter that I was alright and apologising for making him worry but not to come and see me because I needed to sort a few things out. He sent one back saying that he was glad I was ok and that it was ok and asking if it had anything to do with him; I replied saying partly but not because of anything he had done but because of what my father was doing.

It had been a couple of days since my father had come over and Ginny, who was visiting, decided that she had had enough of me being miserable and that we should all go out and party, a girls night out. After deciding that we would we changed into our party gear, Ginny had to go home to do this, and headed of to the new muggle club that was in London called Bliss. It was great.

We danced quite a lot and drank quite a bit, then "Lady Marmalade" came on and we went out to dance to it, we had quite a load of boys gawping at us as we danced and when the song finished a couple of them wolf whistled at us, we laughed and Ginny and Hermione went back to the bar while I went of towards the loo when a guy stopped me.

"Hey," he said his words slurring slightly. "You looked sexy dancing out there." I smiled.

"Thanks." I replied and tried to get past him but he blocked my way.

"Why don't you let me buy you a drink." He said, I shook my head.

"No thanks."

"Oh come on," he said grabbing my arm. "One drink." Again I shook my head.

"Sorry," I replied. "I already have a boyfriend." At these words he turned nasty and his grip on my arm tightened.

"Well tough titties," He replied and pushed me up against the wall. "Your mine." And with that he began kissing me, I struggled I really did, but the grip he had on me was like iron, why, I wondered as his hands started to explore my body groping any part he could get, had I left my wand at Hermione's?

His hands where just creeping ever nearer to my boobs when he was yanked of me, I slumped slightly and looked up to see to my surprise Charlie stood there holding the man pinned to the wall. His fist raised, quite a few people were looking on and as he decked him a few more looked on as well.

"Charlie," I said walking towards him and placing a hand on his arm. "Don't." He looked at me and I was surprised to see anger in his eyes before he turned back to the man.

"Don't touch her, you hear." He told the man. The man nodded and Charlie let go of him.

"She's the one who came onto me," he muttered. "You can have the whore." Instantly he found himself pinned against the wall, Charlie's face was a mask of anger.

"Don't you dare," he hissed. "Insult her."

"Charlie," I said softly. "Just drop it, please." A crowd of people were watching now. Charlie looked round, dropped the man and walked off. I looked at Ginny and Hermione who were staring at the spot where Charlie had been before Ginny motioned for me to follow him. I darted through the crowd and found him out back cursing loudly.

"Charlie." I said softly. He spun round, he was still angry and I stepped back slightly, but his face softened when he saw me.

"Hey," he said, his voice wasn't full of anger and was soft like I was used to. He held out his arm and I walked towards him, he pulled me to his chest and held me too him, kissing the top of my head. "Sorry about that," he said referring to what had happened in the club. "But I was just so angry at what he was doing to you, I didn't mean to scare you." I looked up at him.

"It's ok, I just thought you were mad at me." I replied. He chuckled and replied with,

"I could never get mad at you," he told me. "Besides it wasn't your fault." I smiled and cuddled into him.

"Not that I'm ungrateful that you're here," I said. "But how did you know this would be were I was?" I asked.

"Ginny told me," he said. I looked up at him.

"Ginny told you?" I asked incredulously. He nodded and looked confused.

"Why is that a problem?" He asked. I shook my head.

"No, it's just that it was her idea to have a girl's night out, that's all." I replied.

"Yeah well," Charlie said looking sheepish. "I sort of made her tell me where you were going, she did tell me it was a girl's night out, so I left it, but then I got worried about you so I had to come."

"I'm glad you did, otherwise…" I trailed of and shivered at the thought of what the drunken guy would have done if Charlie hadn't turned up. Charlie sensed my discomfort as he changed the subject.

"When are you coming back?" he asked. I looked at him. "Home." He told me.

"I'm not." I said. He pulled out and looked at me.

"Why?" he asked.

"Because," I said. "My father is being a git." I then went on to explain what had happened between my father and me. He listened the whole time and didn't interrupt once, finally at the end he said,

"Where you going to live then?"

"In my own flat, Dad had his own at seventeen." I told him. He nodded.

"Do you want any help looking for one?" he asked. I smiled up at him.

"I'd love some."

The next day I thanked Hermione and her parents for their hospitality and told them that I was going to find a flat and would it be alright if I left my stuff here and came back to collect it when I had found one. They told me it would be fine and I apparated to the Leaky Cauldron where Charlie and I had agreed to meet.

He was there waiting for me looking gorgeous in a pair of board shorts and t-shirt, his red hair was slightly darker and he was tanned, I smiled as he spotted me and walked over.

"Hey," he said stooping down slightly to kiss me. "You ready?" he asked. I nodded pulling out my purse to show him the muggle money I had, my mother being half blood had made me have a bank account in the muggle world as well as one in the wizarding world. He smiled and together we walked out the pub and onto the muggle streets to meet up with the stock broker I had arranged to meet with the day before.

The first flat we went to we both hated, it was too old and extremely dirty. The second one Charlie liked but I detested, it just wasn't my style. The third I liked but Charlie hated, and seeing as he would be coming to visit quite a lot his opinion mattered.

After a full day of flats we were about to give up hope when the lady who was showing us around decided to show us one more. It was perfect. It was big and spacious with two bedrooms in case I wanted a guest like Ginny or Harry or even my brother over, it was modern with a Victorian twist and was fully furnished. Both Charlie and I loved it and bought it that day. Charlie went back to Hermione's to collect the stuff I had left there while I went back to my parents. Thankfully my father wasn't there, he and James were still working.

I told my mother I was moving out, not because of the argument but because I thought I needed too and besides the longer I lived here the longer my father was going to treat me like I was a kid. My mother whole heartedly agreed and helped me to pack my stuff into boxes. I thanked her, told her I was sorry and apparated back to my apartment to find that Charlie had collected my stuff from Hermione's and had placed it in the master bedroom.

"Here." he said taking the boxes of me and placing them on the kitchen work top. He then drew his wand and waved it, immediately the box unpacked itself. I smiled up at him.

"Thank you." I said reaching up and kissing him on the lips. He smiled and pulled me in further.

"How about," he whispered. "We go out to celebrate your moving out and then," his eyes twinkled. "We come back here." I smiled up at him.

"Sounds like a plan."

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