Author Note: I would like to thank all who had reviewed the story in it's original form, but it has been taken down and I currently working on revising it. Instead of a makeover for the story it's a "make better". So I do hope that even though you've read one version of it that you will read the better version of it

. Prologue: Part One

Charlotte woke up to a completely crowded room filled with various sized boxes of her own. She had grown quite used to the feeling of the "just moving into a new place" look, even though she had indeed been living in that same place for the past few years. She had enough money to fix it up, but she was also rarely there anyway.

If she wasn't with Bill and his mates, she was with hers. So, why waste money on a place you don't even see? Charlotte never really lived anywhere. Her life was now recently based on which way the wind blew and whom she saw first thing in the morning. She had reputation for staying out all night, just because.

Her life was a lot like walking across rocks in a river. One thing came right after the next to keep her up above the rushing water, and withjust one slip up, and she'd fall in. It was quite exciting to say the least.

So for the first time in a few weeks she got out of her bed and walked intothe tacky looking bathroom to grab her clothes. Nothing was really in the right order in her little apartment and everything was not to her liking, but it was a place she could go when she didn't have anywhere else to go.

Besides she was almost sure none of her mates would have been caught dead in her tiny apartment. Even Chris and the boys had chipped together to buy themselves a very nice looking apartment, not too big, but just large enough to fit the three of them comfortably. And, for a plus, it also had some sort of furniture.

Charlotte didn't waste any time however, she had way to many things to do that day, so without another thought about the note that was left posted to the back of her door.

"Hey Charlotte someone is looking for you." One of the men outside of her apartment told her with a smile.

"Who was it?" She asked as she picked up the letters that had been dropped off for her. She looked through them and then tossed them all into a trash bin near her little apartment.

"It was Mr. Weasley." The man said. "Oh, shit. I was supposed to meet him an hour ago." She cursed just loud enough for the young Egyptian man to hear. He frowned at her, but let it go.

It was Charlotte after all. She quickly made her way down the cobbled street. She was trying to make it to Gringotts before Bill was going to have to be sent to do his job. She was supposed to meet him for an early breakfast, but she hadn't gotten home until late and had been tired.

She ran up the stone steps of the wizard bank and inside the surprisingly cool building. It had never been that cool before.

"Bryce!" She walked up to him and touched his shoulder. He jumped slightly but turned to look at her. "Where's Bill?"

"He said you'd show up. He left about ten minutes ago." Charlotte looked down, trying to think of something else she could do, but before she could fully think of something Bryce shoved a piece of parchment into her hands. "Go there."

Bryce nodded and walked away and back into his office room. He had a woman standing in front of his desk waiting for him. Just before Charlotte left she heard him tell the woman, "Sorry miss, I had some business to clear up with that young lady out there." She watched as he smiled and sat down. He looked from her to Charlotte and nodded to her to go. Charlotte walked backwards a few steps before turning around and taking the front steps by two.

When she got to the bottom she aparated to the place on the piece of paper. She appeared inside a darkened chamber of one of the tombs Bill was sent to work with. She knew very well that if this chamber still had charms on it she shouldn't have been able to aparate into the chamber, so she knew Bill wasn't too far off. In fact when her eyes wondered left she saw a radiating light at the end of the hall. It was narrow, but she fit through it rather nicely.

She had started feeling her way along the walls, but quickly pulled her hand back. Ancient Egyptians were known to place traps in the walls, especially ones with magic. She reached the end of the hall and the little rectangle doorway not but two minutes after she had started her journey down the path.

Sure enough he was in another small chamber looking at the Hieroglyphics on the wall.

"Bill?"

"Shh." He said quietly.

"What are you looking at?" She walked up to him and looked at the wall as well. She was at loss to what he was looking at. A minute later he turned to look at her. He smiled and kissed her cheek.

"I didn't mean to miss our breakfast date this morning."

"I know." He watched her with a deep stare, which made her feel somewhat uncomfortable around him. "Then why did you have me come all this way?" She reached up and dusted off his shirt.

"I wanted to show you something, but we have to head back that way." He took the lantern and her hand and pulled back through the door, leading her to the chamber she had appeared in. He pulled her up to one of the walls and held up the lantern. "Read it."

Charlotte didn't know much about hieroglyphics, but she knew enough to read what it had said. "It's an interesting story." He looked down at her as she shifted her weight to her other foot.

"Yeah it is, but why would he do such a thing?"

"Love or jealousy. I haven't read anything about it yet."

"What were you reading before?"

"It doesn't matter. Charlotte I have to get back to work so can you make it to my house around 4?"

"Yes."

"Good. You can disaparate from this chamber and then do what you had planned to do for the rest of the day. Chris wanted to talk to you as well." He kissed her again and then let her disaparate before leaving himself.

Reign had appeared back to the wizarding town she lived in. She decided not to talk to Chris right away because she wanted to check out a few things first. She walked down the cobbled street once again and watched a happy wizard boy kick around a skin ball to his friends.

She had bumped into a few people that she knew here and there and they all regarded her the same way, "Hi Charlotte, how's the job going for you?" and she answered them the same way every time, "Good, but tiring." She had wondered the streets of the wizard town until she saw Bryce leave the Gringotts building.

"Hey Charlotte, what's up?"

"Just waiting for you."

"Why might you be interested in doing that."

"I got bloody bored."

"Oh, I am so very honored that you chose me to cure your boredom."

"That's not it either, I just had nothing better to do with my time." Bryce rolled his eyes at her and pointed out that one of her mates was walking into one of the shops.

"Oh bloody fuck, he's going to cause so many problems. Bye Bryce!" She walked into the little shop and found Chris looking at one of the three- eyed toads.

"I think this one has a problem, Charlotte."

"You are such a daft boy."

"No, I am just special." They laughed and Charlotte pulled Chris out of the animal shop, "Wait that one turns purple!" He stated before she achieved to get him out.

"What did you want to talk to me about?"

"You are psychic, you tell me."

"I am not, and if you don't tell me I will seriously hurt you."

"No worse than you have done before."

"Oh shut your bloody trap and tell me."

"No, I don't think I will." Charlotte growled at him and pushed him down, "I think you have an anger problem."

"Tell me!" Chris laughed at her and stood up, "We have a meeting with Tyson and his crew tomorrow at eight. It is supposed to be important so make sure you aren't an hour late this time. Half hour is okay, an hour no."

Charlotte rubbed her shoulder and noticed Chris' watch. It read: 3:58. "Chris I have to go. I'll talk to you later!"

She aparated to Bill's apartment and walked into the kitchen where he was now standing. "When did you get off work?"

"I got off about fifteen minutes ago. It was a slow day and I informed Derfnew that I needed to look up one of the charms for one of the Chambers."

"You are such a liar."

"I know, but it got me off in time to be here with you." He handed her a drink and told her to go sit on the couch. He had made some food, which was placed nicely on the table. "I thought we could make up for breakfast this morning." He sat down on the couch with her.

"Some little boy today tried to do magic, but ended up making the ball he was playing with into a pig's head. The woman walking by at the time screamed at ran into the Dark Arts building."

"You enjoy when bad things happen to people."

"No, just when funny bad things happen to people." She grabbed the fork next to the bowl and stuck it into one of the pieces of chicken curry. "Mmm, I love this stuff, but what happened to you cooking the really spicy stuff?"

"Bryce used it all up when he had some of our coworkers over and Bryce, as I have said before, thinks that everything I own is for sharing." "You should have taken some of his Irn Bru. He's addicted to that stuff, as you know."

"Yes, I know, but I am more scared of a pissed off sober Bryce than a drunk one." Charlotte laughed and leaned back into the couch, but without warning she sat back up and leaned in and kissed Bill. She pulled back and looked down.

"Sorry."

"Don't be." And before she could say much of anything else he had kissed her again, placing his hand behind her neck. Before he had a chance to kiss her the way that he wanted to, the way that he had always wanted to since she had come back, she pulled away and stood up.

"That shouldn't have happened." She walked out of his home after that. She had not left the building however. Not more than ten minutes later Charlotte was found on the front stairs by her friend Aimee.

"What's wrong with you?" Aimee asked unsympathetically as she walked up to her distressed looking friend. "I did it again."

"You need to stop putting him on like that." Aimee sat down with friend.

"I know that!" "You don't act like you know anything about how he feels, you never do."

"Shut it!" "Just letting you know that he has feelings too mate." Aimee stood up again and went up the stairs to, no doubt, Bill's apartment.

"Grrrr!" Charlotte rested her head in her hands.

"Hey Bill, how ya doing?" Aimee opened the door to his home and walked in. She found him on the couch, staring at the wall, and breathing hard. "Angry I take it?" She stated with a playful smile.

"Go away."

"Awe, come on. Don't be mad about her."

"I can't believe she did it again."

"I can. She does it all the time. She's a bitch."

"How can you say that!?" Bill stood up and walked up to her.

"Because it's the truth!"

"I'm leaving Aimee, for London."

"Why would you do a thing like that?" She crossed her arms over her chest and stared at him, waiting for an answer.

"My dad was attacked and I want to be there."

"Oh, well that's a good reason. When are you…" Aimee stopped what she was saying when the door opened and shut with a "click."

"Aimee can I talk to him alone please?" Charlotte walkedinto the living room.

"Why would I do that? I am talking to him now." Charlotte glared at her and Aimee, with a frown, left the room to let her talk to Bill.

"Bill, it shouldn't have happened."

"You need to stop saying that. You say that every time and every time I know you don't mean it because you still do it! I am sick of it. What do you want from me?"

"I want you to be friend."

"Well, you had that, Charlotte. You have always had it! You don't need to go around putting me on like you do in order to have that."

"It won't happen again." She said quietly.

"You're right, it wont because I am leaving."

"This is the place you love, though." "I am leaving Egypt,"he explained."Unless you can give me a reason not to. Do you like me?"

"I don't know."

"Bloody hell! I am not going to sit here and wait around for you to make up your mind! I have better things to do with my life and I have better people to be around then somedaft little girl who doesn't know what it feels like to be hurt."

"That's not true."

"You a curse to every man out there. You hurt them, and play them and I am not going to be another one of them. I've waited and I've been patient about it, but this is not worth it anymore. So leave me and my life alone!" Bill walked into his room and slammed the door. She cared enough about him that she did want he had asked.

It was not until the next morning that she found out that he had actually left for London. Charlotte, not knowing if she felt disappointed or relieved about it, ignored it completely.