A/N: Hello again, everybody. I will probably post for this story a couple chapters at a time, because they are so short. I'm continuing down the line of Weasleys, since they are all Gryffindors, it seemed fitting. Anyway, in my world, Charlie is two years younger than Bill. Just so's you know. I am slowly revealing more of that secret I started with Bill, though I will probably do a vignette actually explaining the whole thing. Anyway, I hope you like it.



"Charles Weasley."



Another one? How many of these people have I had already? They just keep coming. "Hello, Charles."

'I usually go by Charlie.'



"Well then, hello Charlie."

'Hello.'



"Is there anything you wish to tell me?"

'Not really.'



"Why not?"

'There's not much I wish to tell anyone else either.'



"Really?"

'I haven't spoken to anyone but Mum, Dad, Bill, Percy, and Dumbledore since it happened.'



"Why not?"

'Mum told me not to talk to strangers, but I didn't listen to her, and it was all my fault, really. So I don't talk to anyone I don't know, so it can't happen again.'



"You can trust people here, Charlie. There are a lot of good people here, who want to help you and protect you. Do you believe me?"

'I guess so.'



"Good. Now, will you tell me what house you want to be in?"

'Gryffindor, with Bill.'



"All right. I will put you there, if you promise me something."

'What?'



"Promise me that you will talk to at least one new person today."

'Oh. I suppose, if I have to.'



"Good. I think you'll do well in GRYFFINDOR!"



A/N: Thank you to everyone who's been reviewing. I intend to finish the Weasleys as we know them and then go on and do the Marauders, but I make no guarantees.