Characters: Alana Jordan, Charlie Weasley

Genre: Friendship/Romance/Humor

Based off a moment in HPHM, where Charlie falls asleep in class and Alana wonders why he is saying her name in his sleep

The crowd was going wild. Their cheers were so loud, that they echoed over the Black Lake and into the Forbidden Forest.

"WEASLEY! WEASLEY! WEASLEY! WEASLEY!"

His fist was high in the air, and within it, the golden snitch, freshly caught.

"WEASLEY! WEASLEY! WEASLEY! WEASLEY!"

He didn't even land fully on the ground before the crowded pitch snatched him off his broom and passed him around like a quaffle. The cheers were almost deafening.

"WEASLEY! WEASLEY! WEASLEY! WEASLEY!"

And then...they faded into the background as mere background noise the moment his eyes laid on hers.

Her smiling face was like the sun peeking through the clouds. Her eyes were bright with excitement and admiration. It was as if he had won the game solely for her. Nothing else around him mattered once she reached him in the middle of the field.

He caught her as she launched herself into him, embracing him tightly over his win. Now he couldn't hear anything at all but their breaths and heartbeats. He breathed in deep and took in the smell of vanilla and warm honey, the scent he smelled so heavily when he brewed Amortentia in 6th year Potions. It reminded him of late nights studying for N.E.W.T.S in the common room by fire light. Of courtyard games of Gobstones while he asked her the same questions about his family over and over, to which she answered flawlessly and confidently to throw him off his game. Of Hogsmeade visits, discussing the adventures he did not participate in over butterbeer.

"YOU DID IT!" she exclaimed, voice sounding like the perfect song in his ears. "WE WON THE CUP, CHARLIE! THE LAST CUP OF OUR HOGWARTS DAYS, AND YOU WON IT!"

"I wouldn't have done it without you and my good luck charm that we got from the Forbidden Forest, Alana," said Charlie, reaching into the collar of his Quidditch jersey to pull out the dragon scale that Alana had crafted into a small dragon and strung onto a chain for him to keep on his person since their 5th year.

The crowd was still cheering, but had formed a tight circle around the pair, as a few of them had caught on that a moment was happening. Especially Bill and Penny, who was looking at the pair with intense and eager eyes.

"Me? I didn't do anything," said Alana.

"You believed in me," said Charlie. "I didn't think I could do it. Slytherin is a tough team to beat. And you gave me the confidence to beat them!"

He hugged Alana again, tightly to his chest. He lifted her off the ground and spun her around, the both of them laughing with glee.

He stopped and sent her back on the ground again. Their eyes met with a foreign intensity. As if they both were seeing each other in a brand new light.

"Charlie..." Alana mouthed, her voice catching as her eyes never left his.

"Alana," he said, "I-"

"CHARLIE, WAKE UP!"

Charlie gasped as he sat in his seat. He looked around quickly at his surroundings. He was in Professor Binns classroom. He sighed. He realized quickly that he had fallen asleep, and it had all been a lovely dream.

"Alright Charlie?" asked Alana from beside him, her hands covering the giggle she was trying to hide.

Charlie nodded. "Took a kip, didn't I?"

"You did. Class is over now."

"Damn," said Charlie, gathering up his drool spotted parchment. "I've missed the whole class!"

"It's alright. I'll let you look over my notes later." laughed Alana, as the two of them got up to leave.

"Thanks, Lonnie, you're the best."

"You welcome." said Alana, as they walked out the door and walked down the corridor. "I do have a question though. What were you dreaming about?"

Charlie stopped. "What? Why do you ask?"

"Well you had said my name, so I was wondering what you were dreaming about. You said it a few times actually."

Charlie's mind raced. Could he tell her? He couldn't possibly let her know that he almost told her that...that he...

"Earth to Charlie," said Alana, bringing Charlie's attention back to her. "You were dreaming about the Forest again, wasn't you? And the Acromantula?"

"Yeah," lied Charlie, the tips of his ears burning with blush. "One of our greatest adventures, right?"

Alana looped her arm through his and laughed. "Yes, because almost becoming spider food was oh so grand."

"All moments with you are grand," said Charlie, unable to catch it before the statement flew out of his mouth.

Alana looked stunned for a second. Then she smiled. "You're barking. Come on Dragon Boy, let's get us some lunch."

Charlie grinned as they made their way to the Great Hall. Maybe one day, his dreams would become realities. Quidditch Cup and the best witch to come into his life by his side before they left school for

It could happen.