Disclaimer: Hmmm, let me think…is my name J.K Rowling? Um no! I own NADA! Nothing, well only Leila. Lol.
A/N: THANK YOU SO MUCH! I am the happiest girl in the world, really. You reviewers should make a higher self-esteem book, lol.
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And here it is! My masterpiece. Haha.
Soon it was Friday and the day of Leila's detention from Bill, the guy who was no longer her hero. The clock in the common room chimed 6:00 and Leila looked around to Bex, she was deep in conversation with Otis, who seemed way too happy to be talking with her. Leila walked over to Charlie, who was sitting by the fire, playing a game of chess with his younger brother, Percy.
Percy looked up as she walked up to his older brother and just smirked at her; it was the same smirk that Bill usually had. So maybe she was right, maybe Charlie was the better Weasley.
"Hey Charlie, ready for detention?" She asked and almost laughed as Charlie turned to face her with a sour look on his face.
"Not really," He answered making absolutely no effort to move.
"You know Charlie, Bill caught you doing something wrong, and I think you should just accept your consequences…" Percy said drifting off.
"Um, no I don't think so," he answered. "Perce, Bill is a loser, and there is nothing you and your stupid books can do about that to change my mind." He smiled at Leila and stood up.
"Let's just get this over with," Leila said to him with a smile on her face.
Charlie moaned and walked over to the portrait hole. He leaned against the wall, apparently waiting for Leila.
"Bex, come on, we have a detention to serve." Leila said as she walked over to get her friend.
Bex however was in deep concentration of Otis; his eyes were more like it. He smiled and turned to face the girl who was memorized by him.
"Yeah you better go." He said and smiled at her, "I'll see you later."
Bex turned to look at Leila, with a pleaded look on her face.
"You two go on with out me." She said. "I'll just tell Flinch, or Bill, that I wasn't feeling up to it." She went back to staring at Otis and ignored Leila as she said 'Good bye.'
Leila walked up to Charlie who was some what laughing. "Bex isn't coming." She said.
"She has a thing for him, right?" he asked and smiled. It was that heart-warming smile that always got to her ever since the day in the library.
"I don't know." Leila said and blushed.
He smiled and studied her for a moment. "Well come on then, we should leave," He said and opened the door for her.
With out another look at each other, the two of them made their way to Filch's office.
Flinch was sitting in his closet like room, and poked his head up as he heard the door open. "Glad to see you made it here without getting lost," Filch growled from behind his desk.
Charlie and Leila both exchanged looks of worry. What on Earth was Flinch going to make them do for 'punishment.'
"Follow me," he said getting up and walking out of the door.
They both followed Filch through the corridors and down a few flights of stairs, passing the Slytherin dungeon in the process; before coming to a room filled with trophies. It was as if Charlie knew exactly what to expect as he let out a groan.
"Alright, I expect you two know what to do, if I catch you doing magic to help you along you'll be re-polishing these for weeks to come," he said before leaving.
"Great," Charlie said and picked up one of the rags that were lying on the floor.
Leila thought to herself 'Well, it has to be done.' And walked over to the other side of the room where Charlie wasn't sitting. She picked up a dirty rag and couldn't help but get angry that Bex bailed on her. She picked up a trophy; it was a Quidditch one and fairly knew. As she polished the dust away, she noticed the name 'Charlie Weasley' etched into it. 'For outstanding chaser' it read. She looked over to Charlie. His red hair was in his eyes as he pounded hard at the trophy he was polishing. For a second there she wished he would just ask her out. He was handsome, his muscles shone through his white shirt as he rubbed the rag into the grooves of the trophy.
Charlie looked up and smiled at Leila, then in a brief second he winked and went back to his work. She just sat and looked down at the trophy that lay in her hands. He would never think of her as more than a friend.
A few minutes after Leila had finished cleaning the 'Charlie trophy' she felt as if she were being watched. She turned around and saw Charlie just leaning up against the wall, with his red hair in his eyes, a smile on his face, and his shirt unbuttoned slightly; just looking at her.
"What?" She asked him, and pushed her hair out of her eyes.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
"What do you mean, what am I doing?" She asked slightly confused.
"God I thought you were smart." He said and laughed at the confused look on her face.
"What do you mean? I'm smart!" she protested.
He however only laughed and pushed his hair out of his eyes. "Of course you're smart, but just not here." He said and smiled at her.
Leila thought and only just noticed that he stopped polishing the trophies. She smiled and threw her rag on the floor; if he wasn't going to polish them, then neither was she.
"Ah, I understand now, but won't Flinch notice the dirt on the trophies?" she asked.
"That's where this comes in handy milady." He said and wiped out his wand. With a flick of the wrist he muttered a spell, and the trophy room was spotless.
Leila smiled at him and nodded. He was smart.
"So what do we do now? Flinch is going to be really mad if he sees us already done." She said and waited for his reply.
"Let's leave," Charlie said and took hold of her hand as he lead her out of the room.
"Charlie, do you realize how much trouble we could get into?" She asked the smiling Quidditch star, trying to slow him down, but failing to do so. "What if Bill sees us?"
"Oh just quit it with Bill already." he said as he turned to face her with a smile on his perfect face. "He's a loser Leila, and I really could care less about what he says." He flashed her with another smile and began to walk away. "You coming?" he called.
Leila ran to catch up with him, "Charlie, I'm sure that you could care more about Bill if he got you kicked off the Quidditch team," She said smiling back at him, "Charlie, your brother has high power, I suggest you be nice to him." She held in the laugh she was about to release as he turned to face her with a sour look on his face.
"What if I were to tell you Miss Leila, that if you stick with me, your chances of getting caught ditching detention are nil." He said and smiled at her.
Leila laughed and looked up at him. "What are you talking about?" She asked and folded her arms.
Charlie smiled and grabbed hold of her right hand, pulling her along with him she began to protest, but he however cut in, "Don't worry." He said, "You can do me a favor later." He smiled and continued to pull her along.
Finally when he stopped pulling Leila along the corridors, they were outside by the Quidditch field.
"Charlie?" she said and stopped as he pulled her along some more. "Where are you taking me?" she asked and couldn't help but smile.
"You're going to watch me play Quidditch." He said, "Well practice is more like it." He turned to face her and smiled. "Everyone loves me here, they won't bother you about not being in detention."
Leila thought, he was right. "Wow, I really do owe you a favor." She said and smiled.
Charlie nodded and said something along the lines of needing to change into his uniform with the rest of the team.
She walked up the bleachers and sat down in the middle, right where she could watch him play.
A few minutes later the team emerged from the locker room, fully dressed. She looked around for Charlie and there he was, holding his broom (a cleansweep). He looked so handsome in his uniform, the cleats on his arms and shins made look even more built than usual. She laughed at that thought and went to watching the team practice. He must have had this planed.
As she sat there, she noticed how popular Charlie really was. Every where he flew people in the stands seemed to call out his name, and cheer when he scored a fake goal. 'He would never like someone like me' she thought. 'What am I thinking, I don't like Charlie!' she looked over and saw him smiling in her direction.
She smiled and waved back. "You know what?" she said to herself as she watched him goof off for her. "It wouldn't be so bad if I liked him." She smiled at the thought that ran through her head.
The thought that said that she liked Charlie Weasley.
Soon the practice was over and Charlie came walking up from behind her. He was still in his full uniform and his broom under his arm. He sat down next to her and the two of them just looked at the forest.
"So…" Charlie said to break the silence.
"So…" She said back at him, "You play really good." She smiled at him.
"Yeah well it's my passion." He said and leaned back on the stands. "So ah Leila, I was just wondering…" he ran a hand through his red hair as he paused. "I know that Hogsmeade is coming up, and I was just wondering…"
"Yeah?" she asked, biting her bottom lip as she waited for what she thought he was going to ask her.
"Will you go with me?" he asked and smiled, "Like as a date I mean." He added.
Leila thought for a moment. "Of course." She said and laughed at the pleased look on his face.
The two of them headed down, Leila thinking about what to wear, Charlie thinking about that favor he asked for.
A/N: Ok! Good? I actually liked this chapie. Lol. SO I'm gunna wrap this up next chapter will definitely be out tomorrow, because I already wrote it. Mawhaha! You have to wait. So I'm gunna wrap it up, it's 7:34pm in NY time, and I still have to eat dinner. So Good night peeps! And give me a nice review! Lol.