-2002, Christmas Night, Wednesday, December 25th-

Harry stood nervously in his bottle green robes as he waited for his boyfriend. He only hoped that Charlie's feeling better as he has been moody and throwing up food occasionally in the weekend mornings when Charlie visited Harry at the North Pole or vice versa when Harry's visiting at Charlie's house. Harry is so happy for (Pops) Santa as he found his wife in Charlie's principal last night which was shocking to the boy, yet he accepted it easily enough when he realized that he's gonna have a mom in his home ever since he lost his first mother, Lily Potter that fateful Halloween night years ago.

"Am I late, Harry?". replied a soft voice, and Harry smiled as he recognized Charlie's voice. He turned around, saying, "No, you're just in..time.". He froze still as he stared upon his boyfriend, who's dressed in lovely turquoise blue robes. His soft brown eyes sparkled happily at Harry, grinning nervously, his dark brown hair combed over on one side.

"Wow, you look very handsome, Charlie. Did Bernard pick those for you?". asked Harry. Charlie chuckled as he walked on to Harry, shrugging, "Yeah, he kinda did. You're very cute in those robes, Ry.". Harry blushed lightly and kissed him on the lips gently. "You're looking better. You alright?". He asked curiously.

Charlie nodded, "Dad gave me some medicine. I am feeling good for tonight.". Harry grabbed Charlie's arm, "Then, come on. The Yule Ball is waiting for us.". Charlie smiled, as he walked among Harry, coming down the stairs together from the hall landing. One of the head managers announced, "The Champion of Arctic High School, Harry Potter and his consort, Charlie Calvin!".

Harry and Charlie had never such a spectacular sight even through the celebrations at the North Pole came close. They enjoyed the dancing portion better than they thought, after laughing at a ingenious prank by a couple of twins, they sat down, proceeding to eat. "Who knew that balls still exist?". Charlie asked with a smirk. Harry chuckled, "At least the food isn't too bad.". He grabbed a couple of snacks, ate them casually as he looked around to watch the other people dance or chat.

Charlie nodded to agree, "That's true, through you got to admit that the cookies back north is way better than this.". He pulled a face at the fudge cookie he was holding into. Harry snickered at Charlie's face, and drank some butterbeer which he rather liked, and can rather say that butterbeer's number 2 on his list with hot chocolate as number 1. Charlie got up, finishing up a drink and asked, "What do you say for another dance, Ry?". Harry smiled, "Alright, but for a few minutes.". He grasped Charlie's hand and got up, and went into the dance floor, and Charlie soon went into a waltz, with Harry chuckling, "Who taught you the waltz?".

"Mom did. I knew you wanted this night to be romantic despite myself being not normal these past days we were together, so I asked her to teach me.". Charlie replied. Harry then grinned, pulled him into a passionate kiss, and pulled back to see Charlie looking dazed. "You're my charming prince no matter if you're sick or sappy.". Harry replied as he pounced on his toes. Charlie grinned as he refocused back. "And you're my magical wizard.".

Harry laughed lightly, and commented, "I am curious about the garden outside, wanna take a walk?". Charlie nodded, "Yeah, that sounds good.". He then walked with Harry outside into the garden which is beautiful and mysterious. Harry frowned as he took a close look at the lights, recognizing that the lights are actually fairies who are frozen still, and he licked his lips as he clicked his fingers, unfreezing the fairies, who is actually happy to be free, and they flitted around Harry and Charlie who was awed by the fairies as they played with their hair, sitting upon their shoulders, or kissing/touching their noses.

Charlie laughed, "This is really cool, playing with fairies.". Harry grinned as his fingers played as a jumping board for a couple of fairies, "More than cool, this is awesome.". Charlie nodded, agreeing with his boyfriend on that comment, then grabbed his mouth as he quickly darted to some bushes, the sound of puking reached Harry's ears. Harry instantly got worried, leaving the fairies as he came to Charlie's side, rubbing his back. "Charlie, you alright?".

"Gotcha to be that fudge cookie that's messing me up.". Charlie groaned miserably. "The medicine's not working.". Harry muttered. "I heard there's a hospital wing here. Got to ask somebody where that is. The nurse can find out what's making you sick.". He rustled Charlie's hair softly as Charlie got up slowly and shakily. "Okay, Harry.".

They went back into the castle, with Harry asking one of the professors. "Excuse me, professor, where's the hospital wing? Charlie's not feeling well.".

Professor Flitwick gasped, "Oh, dear. I cannot guide you as I have to keep a eye on the students here, but I can get a prefect to help get you two to the hospital wing. Mr. Turner, come here. Mr. Potter and Mr. Calvin needs to go to the hospital.".

Marcus Turner, the perfect nodded, "Yes, professor. Come on, guys. I know where it is.". Harry smiled in relief as Charlie leaned heavily upon Harry's shoulders, walking alongside. In a few minutes, the boys got to the Hospital Wing. "Alright, Madam Pomfrey is always inside. I hope you're getting better soon, Calvin.". replied Marcus.

Charlie smiled, "The name's Charlie. Thanks.". Marcus grinned, "Mine's Marcus.". He nodded and left the duo who looked at each other. Harry replied, "It's okay, Charlie. You got me. Pomfey is a professional.". He then opened the doors. "Madam Pomfrey, hello?". A soft, matronly voice responded, "Is that you, Harry Potter?". A plump, kindly-looking, and strict woman came out of her office, smiling with her eyebrows raised.

"Yeah, Madam, but I am not the one who's unwell. My boyfriend here, his name is Charlie Calvin. He threw up earlier, and did the same days ago, and I am heck as worried about him.". Harry replied as he guided Charlie to a bed, sitting him down. "Harry, I'll be fine soon enough.". Charlie grumbled. Pomfrey tutted, "Mr. Calvin, we'll have to see about that once I find out what's ailing you. Now, have you tried to take medicine?".

Charlie nodded, "Yes, I did, but it doesn't seem to be working right.". Pomfrey nodded, "I see. Can I please do a magical scan upon you? It doesn't hurt at all, just a warm tingle, that's all. Mr. Potter experienced it himself.". Charlie looked over at Harry, who nodded, "Yeah, I did. She's absolutely right. You're gonna be fine.". Charlie sighed heavily and smiled at Pomfrey, "Okay, go ahead.". Pomfrey smiled gently, and cast the scan from her wand, as a parchment appeared out of thin air, and once the scan was done, Pomfrey took to read it.

She gasped, blinking not once, not twice, but three times as she checked it over. "Oh, my. I never imagined I'd see this in my years of service.".

Harry asked quickly, "What is it? Is something wrong with Charlie?". Charlie looked worried as he grasped Harry's hand tightly. Pomfrey looked up to the boys, exhaling a breath, realizing this will be the biggest thing to ever happen to these sweet, incredible boys.