The Golden Snitch

-The Great School Bake Off. Banoffe - 1. Banana cake (Pairing: CharlieTonks) 2. Dipped in chocolate ganache (Object: Chocolate Frog card) 3. Topped with toffee frosting (Action: drinking coffee) 4. Toffee drizzle (Weather: sunny)

-Madame Malkin's Dress Shop - Write a story set in Gringotts.

-Ollivander's Wand Shop - Write about Charlie Weasley.

(Beauxbatons, Melusine)

Summary: there were dragons in Gringotts so if anyone could succeed, it was Charlie

The sun seemed to be mocking him as its light trickled down Gringotts dark windows as if to remember him of everything he had left behind.

But it had been his own decision to leave it all behind.

When Kingsley had explained that the Death Eaters would be soon searching for something kept in the wizarding bank — warning the whole Order about the danger of this mission — Charlie had immediately volunteered — there were dragons in Gringotts, so if anyone could succeed, it was him.

The plan was simple: infiltrating the bank and destroying the Death Eaters' vault.

Yeah, simple.

Coming back was the hard part, but in the sunlight, he still felt confident enough.

Hidden in the darkest corner of the bank, under many glamours, Charlie waited for the goblins to leave so that he could descend to the vaults more freely.

He looked at his watch then at the sun. It was still early.

Pensively, he reached into his right pocket, closing his hand around the Chocolate Frog card Tonks had gifted him as an apology. He had been quietly drinking his coffee when she had suddenly bumped into him while trying to show some dance move to Lupin. The coffee — still hot — had spilled all over them, and she had started muttering apologies before giving him this card. It was just Dumbledore — he and his brothers had hundreds of him — but that was not why that card meant so much to him. No, it was because it came from her.

Volunteering had been easy, he thought as he looked at the goblins walking down the hall, merely inches away from he was hidden. He held his breath and his grips on both his wand and the card tightened.

Knowing it would be a suicidal mission had not stopped him. As soon as Kingsley had mentioned this project, he felt something crack in his heart and he knew it would be up to him — he was the one who had the least to lose after all.

His hand had raised in a heartbeat.

But he couldn't leave without seeing her for the last time.

It was just a moment, but for that little time, only they existed. Then the delusion vanished, and he was left with a black and white world, where her colors didn't survive. The light was gone.

When he came to his senses again, she was stretching out her hand for him to shake. "Good luck, Charlie."

"Goodbye, Tonks."

And just like that, it was over.

She turned to Lupin, and watching her interact with the man, Charlie wondered whether this was how she had felt when he had left to go to Romania, to pursue a dream she was not a part of.

Charlie huffed as he peered at the windows — there was still too much light and too many goblins and some wizards around.

He started growing impatient. The sooner the better was his motto, and, he reminded himself with an uncalled sense of optimism, with some luck he would soon have the chance to see a Portuguese Long-Snout for himself — it was one of the few species he had still to study in the flesh.

Too bad it would probably be the last, but, he thought as he was about to leave his hideout, he wouldn't want to live in a world where Tonks wasn't by his side. He missed her already, and he couldn't believe it was possible to drown while on solid ground, yet here he was.

Repressing any other thought, Charlie went deeper and deeper into Gringotts halls, ready to fight.