Chapter 9: Life Is Full Of Surprises

They looked at each other for an awkward moment, Remus searching Charlie's beautiful eyes only to see the sadness in them. He then eyed the Weasley's second son up and down his body noticing Charlie's rather handsome features.

The werewolf looked on. Charlie on the other hand was beginning to feel a bit uncomfortable with everything going on and looked into Remus' amber golden eyes, not missing the look of worry. The amber-gold eyed Marauder finally realized what he was doing. Remus tore his gaze away from the handsome Weasley as said Weasley did the same.

"Sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going, Charlie," Remus muttered, trying hard not to blush.

"Same here," The Weasley agreed as he blushed as red as his hair.

Another awkward silence past before going their separate ways. Remus was nearly at the top of the stairs when he turned to Charlie. "Hey you okay?" The werewolf asked.

"No, why would I be with everything going on?" Charlie half-snapped.

"I mean...are you to okay on your own? Tonight?" Remus rephrased himself.

"Yes, don't worry, go to bed." Charlie sighed as Remus headed on to his room.

Charlie made his way towards the kitchen only to find a cup of tea waiting for him with a letter right next to it. The letter read:

Son,

I'm proud of you. I know it wasn't easy for you. You did what I asked you to do. I thought that you might like some tea to calm yourself. I would also like for you to talk to someone about everything that is going on. Remember that I will always love you and your brothers and sister.

With Love,

Dad

"Thanks Dad." Charlie muttered as he put the letter down and picked up the tea. As he drank the tea he noticed that it was nice and warm. Charlie continued to let his thoughts go through the steam. He was so preoccupied with his thoughts that he didn't even notice another figure in the room. That figure put his hand on the young red head. The red head looked up to see that Remus was up.

"Remus, shouldn't you be in bed?" Charlie asked.

"Shouldn't you be there as well?" The werewolf said back.

"What are you my mom?" Charlie muttered bitterly.

"No, but I do know your mom won't be happy about you being out of bed this late." The werewolf teased as he eyed the beautiful Weasley before him.

"Have you been having a hard time sleeping tonight, Remus?" Charlie asked, ignoring the comment for now.

"Believe it or not, I have," Remus, sighed. "I'm worried about everything that has happened in the past month."

"Yeah, at least your not the one with a lost brother out there. Terrified to no end. At least your older brother isn't mourning the lost of a loved one." Charlie snapped, not really caring.

"I've been there Charlie!" Remus shot back, wondering why they were even fighting over something like this. "Voldemort killed my parents! You and your family have faced his face before too!"

"What are you talking about?" Charlie asked, though only half-curious.

"I'm talking about your uncles, the ones your mom named the twins after when they were born."

Charlie rose from his seat furious at Remus. "How can you say that?'!"

"Because you need to get back to normal, Charlie. We can't really trust anyone in your family right now!"

"What do you mean?" Charlie asked worriedly.

"I mean your mom and dad are too stressed.

1. They are worried about Ron.

2. They are worried about Bill and Gabrielle.

3. They are also worried about the younger ones. Percy, Fred, George, Harry, Hermione, and Ginny.

4. You're the only one who has pretty much been sane.

We need you more than ever now. We need you to stay well so we can find Ron and bring him back."

"I can't Remus!" Charlie cried. "You don't know how hard it is to lose people you love! I can't do it!"

Remus looked at the red haired boy. The happy face he saw before Dumbledore died had gone, replaced by the most saddened face ever. Charlie's beautiful eyes were no longer shining. The werewolf could not see a glimmer of hope in him. Remus could only hope for a light of hope to come through once again in his face.

Meanwhile, the oldest child of the Weasley's was not having a good night. Sure he was safe and so was everyone in Grimmauld place, but still, he felt alone. Very alone. He could remember what Charlie had said to him when he and his father, Kingsley, and Remus had returned.

Flash Back…in Charlie's POV

"Bill, Gabby, I'm sorry; but we were too late," I paused for a minute, then rushed through the rest of it. "I'm sorry but…Tristian, Natalie and Fleur are dead." I stopped again for a minute, not sure what to do. Then I heard what I had to hear. Crying…from Gabby and from Bill.

"No, this can't be. She can't be dead, she just can't be." Bill screamed suddenly. He was devastated.

End Flashback

Bill's POV

"Why did this have to happen now? When we have…" Bill tried not to think on it any more. He turned over & tried to go back to sleep; though, his dreams were filled with Fleur & Ron & what had happened in the past week or so.