Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters. I only own Crystal Willows, Jasey, Alex, Maria, and Tori. I own any other character that doesn't seem familiar.

Notice: This is an original story based off of some real events in the Harry Potter series. Quite a bit of the storyline is in fact original. Please don't steal any of my work. The parts that seem familiar are most likely not owned by me.

Crystal POV

I woke up early to the usual sounds of the facility. Yawning, I pulled myself out of my bed. My housemates were probably already gone. I was currently with the cooking staff, I didn't have to go in until six thirty. Breakfast started at seven thirty, although food was usually done by seven. I changed into black cargo pants, a black tank top, and my combat boots. Brushing my hair and teeth, I left the little house and headed up to the cafeteria building. Walking in, I smiled at one of the cooks and went back to the kitchen. I tied my hair up into a bun and put on an apron. Only then did I realize that it was Saturday. I tried to fight the blush when I realized Charlie was taking me out today.

"Oooh why you blushing?" Terra, one of the other girls, teased.

"I'm not!" I fought back, cheeks still red.

"Really?"

"I'm not blushing!"

"Who are you thinking about? Maybe a certain red headed dragon trainer?"

I turned bloody fire engine red.

"It is! That's who you're going out with on Saturday isn't it?"

I nodded, biting my lip.

Terra grinned so wide I thought her mouth would be stuck that way forever.

"Stop!" I complained, still blushing.

"Nah."

I turned and quickly went back into the kitchen to wash what little dishes were in the sink. After I finished, I breathed a sigh of relief when I noted that my face wasn't burning anymore. I went around to ask what the cooks needed. Cooking wasn't on the top of the 'Things that I'm good at' list. In fact, it was probably borderline to the 'Things that I'm bad at' list. I could cook, but not very well. I could bake better than I could cook. Grills and stoves definitely were not my best friends. Even with magic, I was still good at fucking things up. But hey, at least I wasn't going to starve anytime soon. I could make some things. I helped to take the food out to the buffet table. At seven thirty on the dot, a rush of staff members came into the building.

"Hey, Crys, go get your food. We'll take the rest from here." Terra informed.

"Are you sure?" I asked.

"Yeah. Just help us after breakfast is done."

"Alright. If you're sure."

"I'm sure."

I nodded my head once and turned around to get a piece of toast and a waffle. Picking up a cup, I used the water charm to fill it with water. Putting the cup on my tray, I went over to where Charlie was. I sat down next to him, like I'd been doing for the past couple of days. He smiled at me and continued his conversation with the guy sitting across from him. I nibbled on my toast as I still fought off exhaustion from last night. I didn't sleep very well again. I held back a yawn.

"Anything interesting going on today?" Charlie asked me.

"Hmm?" I mumbled, trying to stay awake.

He laughed, "Tired?"

"Mm hmm."

I finished eating and stood up to take my plate back. I tried to ignore the feeling of eyes on my retreating back, fighting back the blush of the thought of it being Charlie. Not wanting to get my hopes up, I pushed the feeling away and started to scrub my plate. Plates began to file in and I just wordlessly cleaned them. Terra was right. I've been thinking about this date all day. I wanted it to go at least somewhat okay. I wasn't very good with people, much less boys. I just hoped that I could make it turn out better than I thought it was going to.

"Hey, Crys." Terra called.

"Yeah?" I turned my head.

"You're excused from dinner duty tonight since you have plans."

I blushed. Terra cooed at me and I glared at her laughing figure. Turning back to the job at hand, I washed plates and serving dishes for quite awhile. It takes a long time to wash all of these dishes by hand. Everyone just told me to use magic, but I wanted some time to think. I was going to wear a midnight purple dress with a black belt and black boots. I was just going to wear black shorts under the dress. I planned to keep my hair straightened and put on a small bit of eyeliner and scented lip gloss. Thinking about my plans helped calm my nerves. All I could think about was how calm Charlie had seemed this morning. How come he was able to be so calm? I was having a hard time catching my breath.

Before I knew it, we were putting plates out for lunch. Wow. Time flies when you're distracted over things. I grabbed a small plate of food and sat at a table by myself. A figure sat next to me. I turned to smile at Charlie, looking down at my small serving of Mac n Cheese.

"Are you not hungry?" he fretted.

"Not very. But I never really am. It's partly because I'm kinda small." I answered.

AWWWW! He cares about you! My brain squealed, sounding oddly like Terra.

"Okay. If you're sure you're okay."

"I'm okay. Thank you." I smiled, secretly happy that he cared enough to ask.

Lunch ended up passing by with easy small talk.

"I'll meet you in front of your house. Let's say three? I get off at two today." Charlie asked hesitantly.

"It sounds great." I replied, hugging him.

He hugged back and I quickly kissed his cheek and pulled away. Retreating to the kitchen, I waited for Terra to excuse me. When she did, I felt my nerves spike. I was actually going on a date.

With Charlie Weasley.

Let's hope I don't make a fool of myself...