Disclaimer! I do not own any of the Weasleys or any other characters you may recognize. Also...just a note...this is my first story I've written where I've paired someone with an OC...in this case, Charlie. I figured that he's one of the charaters that we don't know a lot about (even though he's really cool! He works with dragons!) so I could experiment with him and an OC. To be honest, I really don't like OC's all that much, but I thought I'd give it a try anyway.

"Hogwarts!"

"Hogwarts!"

"Hoggy Warty Hogwarts!"

"Hogwarts!"

"Hogwarts!"

"Hoggy Warty Hogwarts!" Charlie Weasley had been listening to his eleven-year-old twin brothers chanting the same thing over and over all morning. Annoying as it was, however, Charlie couldn't help but smile as he and his family made their way through the crowd at Kings Cross to Platform 9 3/4. He had felt the same way before his first train ride to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

"Fred, George, please keep your voices down. You know how many Muggles are around." Molly Weasley told her sons.

"Oh don't worry Molly, they're just having a little fun. Besides, I'm sure no one's listening to them anyway." Arthur Weasley said.

"HOGWARTS!"

"HOGWARTS!"

"HOGGY WARTY-"

"Alright boys, that is enough." Arthur clamped firm hands over the twins' mouths and smiled at his wife nervously. Molly raised an eyebrow.

"Mother, there's the barrier." Percy pointed out.

"Yes, very good Percy." Molly said. "Right, Charlie, you're the oldest now. You go first, dear."

After checking to make sure all of his belongings were still with him, Charlie pushed his luggage straight for the brick barrier. Every year, the illusion that he was about to collide with a brick wall gave him a thrill. It was the perfect way to start off a new school year. He hadn't been through the barrier for more than a second before two voices reached his ears.

"Well, look who finally decided to show up!"

"Yeah, what exactly does 10:45 mean in your mother tongue, Charlie?" Charlie's best friends Jeffrey Grace and Ben Howard, who had apparently already loaded their things onto the train, were leaning against either side of the barrier. Charlie laughed.

"We had a bit of a hectic morning. Fred and George are starting school this year."

"Enough said." Ben told his friend.

"Here, we'll help you load your stuff." Jeff offered.

"Thanks." Charlie said. As the three friends pushed and shoved their way through the crowd, they were greeted with smiles and "Hi boys" from girls in every direction. Charlie and Jeff smiled back politely, but Ben was thoroughly enjoying the attention.

"Hello darling, how was your summer." He asked, placing an arm around a fifth year Hufflepuff girl.

"Great." She smiled at him.

"Wonderful." He smiled back, before catching up to Charlie and Jeff, who were both laughing.

"And what was her name?" Charlie asked.

"No clue." Ben replied. Charlie and Jeff shook their heads, hopelessly. Ben was the stereotypical good-looking Quidditch player, and he knew it too. He was the tallest of the three friends at 6'2 with a skinny yet muscular build. He had wavy brown hair, big blue eyes, and a winning smile with a personality to match. It was easy to see why he was so popular among the young witches of Hogwarts. Jeff was the more quiet, laid back member of the group, though had a sharp, quick wit around those who were close to him. He had sandy blond hair which hung to his shoulders and thin rimmed glasses which framed his amber eyes. He and Charlie were within centimeters of each other's height, which was around 5'10, but Jeff was almost dangerously thin, despite the fact that he would eat anything that was set in front of him. Charlie, on the other hand, was easliy the strongest, most built member of the trio. As a child, he had been self-conscious about his weight, but by the time he started at Hogwarts, he had come to accecpt the fact that he would never be as tall and thin as Bill, whom everyone considered to be very handsome. Charlie had always been friendly and outgoing, with a warm, sunny smile and sparkling blue eyes, which helped him make friends easily. In his second year, he joined the Gryffindor Quidditch team and turned out to be the best Seeker Hogwarts had seen in over a century. Then, last year, his fifth year, he was made Quidditch Captain, despite the fact that there was a seventh year and two sixth years on the team. That year, people began to notice that Charlie Weasley had grown from a short, slightly pudgy fourth year into a tall, muscular young man with a handsome angular face, broad, sturdy shoulders, and strong, well-defined arms. From that year on, it became common knowledge that Ben, Jeff, and Charlie were three of Hogwarts' most sought after guys, though of the three of them, only Ben seemed to notice.

"Charlie!" As the three boys loaded Charlie's belongings onto the train, he heard his mother's voice. "There you are darling. You will keep an eye on Fred and George, won't you?" She asked.

"Sure Mum." He replied.

"Thank you. I know Percy is only too eager to control them, but I don't think he can handle both of them by himself."

"The Professors will keep them under control." Charlie told his mother.

"I know...but you know them. And they respect you...more than your other brothers anyway." Molly said. Charlie grinned.

"Don't worry, Mum. They'll be fine." He said as Fred and George came racing up to them.

"I wanna get on first!"

"No! Me!"

"But I'm older!"

"By three minutes!"

"Still older!"

"But I'm taller!"

"You are not!"

"BOYS!" Molly yelled. Fred and George froze and looked at their mother. "You two will behave, won't you?" She glared at them.

"Yes Mum." They gave her quick angelic grins before both of them kissed her cheeks at once. "Love you!" They announced loudly before scrambling onto the Hogwarts Express.

"Please watch them." Molly begged.

"I will, Mum." Charlie said before giving his mother a hug. "I love you."

"I love you too, darling. You have a great year."

"I will Mum. See you at Christmas."

"Bye."

"Goodbye, son." Arthur came strolling up with little Ron and Ginny and gave Charlie a quick hug.

"Bye Dad."

"Bye Charlie!" Ron waved.

"Bye bye!" Ginny called.

"Bye Ron, bye Ginny!" Charlie hugged his younger siblings before climbing onto the train himself.

"Okay...time to hunt for a compartment that is not overflowing with toddlers." Ben announced.

"Charlie! There you are!" Charlie turned to see Lucy Aarons walking briskly toward him, her long blond hair flowing perfectly behind her. "Prefects meeting. Don't you remember?"

"Oh right." Charlie said. "I'll find you guys later." He told Ben and Jeff and began to walk with Lucy, who was also a Gryffindor sixth year prefect.

"How was your summer?" Lucy asked.

"Alright. Yours?"

"Oh, it was fantastic. I was so busy all summer, it really flew by."

"Same." Charlie said as a compartment door flew open and two red headed blurs flew past him. "Woah! What are you doing?" He called. Fred and George skidded to a halt.

"Nothing." They replied before sprinting down the hall.

"Yeah, right." Charlie muttered under his breath.

"More brothers?" Lucy asked.

"Yeah...Fred and George. I don't know what kind of trouble they're going to get themselves into this time."

"How many brothers do you have?" Lucy asked.

"Five brothers, one sister."

"Wow...makes me glad I only have one sister." Lucy said.

"Yeah." Charlie agreed as they reached the prefects meeting. Charlie looked around the compartment at the new fifth year prefects and returning sixth and seventh year prefects. From his year, he saw Hufflepuff students Kelly Hodges and Brian Zingler, Ravenclaw students Hazel Jones and Eli Fairview, and Slytherin students Phoebe Snippet and Joel Marice, all of whom looked just as bored as he was. They had all heard the same speech last year. As soon as the meeting was over, Lucy turned to Charlie.

"I'm out of here." She said.

"So am I." He agreed.

"So...are you going to bring Gryffindor yet another win this year?" She asked, implying the Quidditch House Cup.

"It wasn't all me." Charlie said sheepishly.

"You're so modest. You know you're the best Seeker the school has ever seen." She smiled.

"Thanks." Charlie grinned, feeling a bit uncomfortable. He never knew how to respond when people started going on about what a great Quidditch player he was.

"Do you have any ideas on who you're going to recruit for our new Keeper?" She asked.

"I'll hold tryouts on Friday." He told her. "Why...do you know anyone?"

"No, I was just wondering." She said.

"Hey!" Lucy and Charlie turned to see a stunningly pretty girl with long, fluttering light brown hair walking their way. "Saved you a seat." Claire Bonnet, Lucy's best friend, announced to her. "Hi Charlie." She smiled.

"Hello." He gave a small grin.

"It's good to see you again." She batted her long, perfect eyelashes.

"Good to see you too." Charlie said politely. Although Claire Bonnet was flawlessly beautiful, easily the prettiest girl in the year, she was exceedingly conceited. Charlie knew she also had a profound weakness for Quidditch players. And she, like everyone else, knew that Charlie was the best of the best. "Well, I need to go find Ben and Jeff. See you later." He told them.

"Bye." They chorused.

"There you are." Jeff said when Charlie found them in one of the last compartments.

"What took you so long?" Ben asked.

"I had a Claire Bonnet encounter."

"And that's a bad thing?" Ben asked. "Come on, Charlie. She's the most beautiful girl in school. And she's nuts about you."

"She's not my type." Charlie said, trying to avoid the same conversation they had whenever Claire Bonnet was mentioned.

"I think you're just intimidated by her." Ben said.

"No, I'm just not interested in her."

"Whatever. Hey, as long as you have her falling at your feet, you want to try and hook me up with Lucy?" Ben asked. Charlie rolled his eyes.

"You're impossible."

Sooner than the boys realized, they had arrived at Hogwarts and were taken into the Great Hall for the Sorting ceremony. To no one's surprise, Fred and George were sorted into Gryffindor. Charlie applauded extra hard as his younger brothers proudly joined the Gryffindor table.

"You're little brothers are so cute, Charlie!" Claire leaned across the table to tell him.

"You don't know them." Charlie joked good-naturedly.

"How do you tell them apart?" Lucy asked.

"If you look really hard, Fred has a little scar on his right cheek." As soon as the Sorting was over, Dumbledore greeted the students back with a few words ("Hibbler, Fluff, Nouget!") and the feast began.

"I've been waiting all summer for this feast." Ben said happily, his mouth full of pie.

"Here, here!" Jeff and Charlie agreed. After the feast and a few general beginning of the year announcements, the students were dismissed to their dormitories. Charlie looked over to the first years to see if they needed to be escorted and suddenly realized that after the delicious feast, he was very sleepy. He was pleased to see that the two new fifth year prefects were doing a fine job of gathering the first years and leading them to the common room.

"Well, shall we?" Ben asked.

"Let's go. I'm tired." Jeff said. Once they arrived in their dormitory, they said hello to Dylan Hall and Preston Kirkpatrick, the two other boys with whom they shared the room, and changed into their pajamas. Charlie fell into bed before the lights were turned off and was just dozing off, beginning to snore lightly, when the curtain of his four-poster bed was pulled back and he was blinded by light.

"Huh? What?" He asked groggily.

"You have a couple of visitors." Jeff told him. Charlie rubbed his eyes and got out of bed. Fred and George stood in the door.

"Goodnight Charlie!" They said happily. Tired as he was, Charlie couldn't bring himself to be mad at them. He remembered how he himself had gone up to Bill's dorm as a first year to say goodnight to him on his first night.

"Goodnight kiddos." He smiled and pulled them into a brotherly hug. "You guys said goodnight to Percy yet?" He asked with a mischievious gleam in his eye. He knew how much it would annoy Percy to be visited in his dorm by his little brothers.

"Nope! He's next!" Fred grinned. Charlie laughed.

"Well, have fun. Don't pester him too much."

"We won't." Fred and George, not sounding like they meant it at all. They turned to leave.

"And Fred, George? You're not making a habit of this." Charlie told them, indicating he did not want them in his room every night.

"Nah...only once a month...twice if you're lucky." George replied. Charlie hoped he was joking.

"You're too nice to them Charlie." Preston told him as they all climbed into bed. "If my little brother had come up here to say goodnight, I would have slammed the door in his face."

"I went up to Bill's dorm my first night here to tell him goodnight."

"Percy didn't do that when he was a first year." Jeff pointed out.

"Well, Percy's never been very social." Charlie said with a huge yawn.

"Alright...lights are going off." Ben announced. The room went dark and no one talked for the rest of the night.