Whoa! 10,000 views! Just great! Anyway, more Annie x Charlie in this chapter. Bit of fluff really. So, hopefully I'll update again tomorrow. Oh, and thank you for the lovely reviews! Thanks for predicting the future but you're not all the way there! I'll give you a few hints. Annie will be with Charlie but the end of 1995 (mid-way through Order of the Phoenix), MAJOR plot twist with Barty Crouch, and a LOT of drama. Can anyone guess what? Enjoy and review!

I don't ever really notice when guys are hitting on me. I'm oblivious. - Krista Allen

24th November 1994 Part 1

Annie sat in the tent, waiting and bored. It was the day of the first task and she was waiting for the event to begin. She had just finished organising the potions and balms Madam Pomfrey thought they would need; nearly all of them were designed to work with burns. Annie sighed, until the first task started, it was going to be a boring day. Outside the tent, she could hear the roars of the dragons over the noise of the hundreds of chattering spectators. However, the noise of her grumbling stomach drowned out everything.

"Hungry?" A voice from behind asked, causing Annie to jump in surprise. She turned and saw Charlie standing in the doorway, sheepish grin on his face.

"Charlie! What are you doing here?" Annie asked smiling.

"Well," Charlie said, walking into the makeshift office. "We've just finished putting the dragons into the enclosure and were given half an hour for lunch. I couldn't find you so I thought you'd be in here. I also thought you'd be hungry, so I brought this." He said, holding up a bag.

"You brought lunch?" Annie smiled.

"Yep. I've got chicken and stuffing sarnies, butterbeer, apples, grapes and the best caramel shortbread the Hogwarts kitchen has to offer."

Annie sat there, slightly shocked. Her mouth hung up slightly. Charlie set the basket on the table and sat down.

"What?" Charlie asked when he looked at her.

"Thi-This is all my favourite food," Annie said in disbelief. Charlie shrugged.

"Didn't know. Must have been a luck guess," He said quickly, looking anywhere but Annie's eye. Annie just shrugged it off and picked up a sandwich.

"This is good," She commented. She turned to look at Charlie, who had a mouthful of sandwich.

"What?" He mumbled, through a mouthful. Little bits of sandwich sprayed out. Annie put her hand on her mouth to stifle a laugh, but it when Charlie looked at her, mouth wide, distant look in his eye, it just slipped out.

"What's so funny?" Charlie asked, swallowing the last bite.

"Just you!"

Charlie grinned.

"Am I just that funny?" He asked, while Annie was in fits of laughter. She nodded, between laughs. "Well, I'll make you laugh more!"

Before Annie realised what was going on, Charlie's hands reached her middle and he started tickling her.

"Charlie!" Annie shrieked, in between fits of laughter. "Knock it off! I'm ticklish!"

"Really?" Charlie asked. He began tickling her even more.

"Nah!" Annie exclaimed. "Charlie Weasley, you are so dead!"

"What's going on here?" A voice asked.

Immediately, Annie sat up, pushing Charlie's hands away.

"Madam Pomfrey!" She exclaimed breathlessly.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Charlie smirk slightly. She made a mental note to get back at him later.

"Annie, you can go watch the first part. I'll only call for you if I need you," Madam Pomfrey said. She turned to look at Charlie. "And you, Mister Weasley, I think your colleagues are looking for you."

"Yes, ma'am. I'll- I'll just be on my way," Charlie said quickly, face reddening. He shot out of the room, avoiding Madam Pomfrey's gaze.

"Right, then," Annie said quickly. "I'll clear up and go-"

"Annie," Madam Pomfrey said. Annie turned to look at the woman. "Go have some fun. Charlie seems like a nice boy." Madam Pomfrey said knowingly.

"W-We're not like that!" Annie said quickly. "We're just friends, that's all!"

Madam Pomfrey just gave her pointed look.

"I was young too, once Annie," She said.

Annie, with her face nearly Weasley red, quickly scurried from the tent.

Charlie was waiting just outside the tent, talking to Ron and Ginny. The two younger Weasleys left, Ginny smiling sweetly at Annie before she did.

"Well, that was awkward," Annie said, joining Charlie.

"Yeah, kinda. Do you want to go grab a seat?" Charlie said, looking down at her.

"Ok, but I'll have to stay near to the tent."

Charlie nodded and led the way to the seats in the large arena. Most of the seats were already filled, but the two managed to get good seats.

Cedric was up first. He walked in to the enclosure, looking slightly green. Annie caught his eye and gave him a reassuring smile. He smiled back weakly, but still looked nervous. Annie could hardly blame him. He was the first one up, and had virtually no idea what he was up against. At least he didn't have the Horntail; Annie pitted the person who had to go up against that.

The Swedish Short-Snout roamed round the arena, oblivious to Cedric's presence. Cedric stood there for a minute, looking like he was contemplating on what to do. He took cover behind a large rock, easily bigger than he was. He kept shooting glances around the rock, at the nest of eggs the Dragon stayed close too.

"The Champions have to get the golden egg from the nest of eggs," Charlie explained quietly. "It'll have a clue about the next task."

Annie nodded and her attention back to Cedric. He was muttering a spell at a nearby rock, casting quick glances at the dragon. Suddenly, the rock turned into large, collie dog. Cedric grinned, and tossed a stone for the dog to chase. The dog quickly followed it, leaving the cover of the rock. The dragon easily saw it, and roared, smoke erupting from its nostrils.

Cedric silently slid round the other side of the rock, out of the dragon's view. He had nearly reached the golden egg when the dragon quickly decided that it didn't want the dog and turned to the nest. Cedric had barley grabbed the egg when the dragon let out a torrent of fire. Some of it hit Cedric.

Annie grabbed Charlie's hand tightly as half of the flames engulfed Cedric. She could faintly hear Cedric's moan of pain. He quickly reappeared, mostly unharmed with the exception of the large burn down the side of his face. Annie let out a sigh of relief, happy that her friend wasn't too badly harmed.

"Can I have my hand back?" Charlie's voice brought her attention back to reality. Annie realised just how tightly she was holding his hand.

"Sorry!" She exclaimed, quickly realising her hand. She noted how Charlie's hand slightly lingered for a minute. "I have to go, Madam Pomfrey will need me-"

"Annie?" Charlie said. Annie looked up at him, into his deep blue eyes.

"Yes?"

"D-Do you want to go to Hogsmeade with me?" He asked, almost hopeful.

Annie smiled.

"Alright then. As friends, right?"

Charlie's smiled faltered slightly, but he quickly recovered.

"Yeah. Of course. Just friends."

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