Prompts: Garden and Beehive
Bees
It was only a few weeks since the final battle and the group were trying to decide what to do for their final year. Harry found himself torn between going straight into work or back to Hogwarts with Hermione.
The thought of spending one more year at Hogwarts seemed like an awesome idea to him. Despite the memories the place held with the battle and all the deaths, it had been his home for so long.
But he had a month to really make his choice. During that month he was staying at the Burrow whilst his Godfather and Remus worked on Grimmauld place, pulling out everything to do with the Black family and making it a suitable home for them, Teddy and Harry.
Harry wasn't complaining - especially since he had found out that Charlie Weasley was returning home that evening. It was the soonest the reserve could let him go and the family, him and Hermione were all waiting in anticipation. Molly had cleaned the house top to bottom in anticipation.
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They were outside in the garden when Charlie arrived. His arrival was announced by Fireworks erupting from the kitchen and Charlie rushing outside to avoid being hit by one.
Charlie took one look at the beehive and turned and headed back into the kitchen again.
The group shared confused looks and Harry slipped from his chair, having been very eager to see Charlie again.
"When did they get the beehives?" Charlie asked, peeking through the window.
"It's just one," Harry said. "Great to see you again, Charlie."
"It's great to see you too," Charlie said, smiling at him. "Crap, close the door before they get in."
"Before who get in?"
"The bees, Harry," Charlie said, rushing over and closing the door. He looked around to ensure there were none inside.
"Wait, are you scared of bees?" Harry asked.
"Scared is a strong word," Charlie muttered. "I have an intense dislike, but I'm not scared -"
"You work at a dragon reserve," Harry pointed out. "You look after dragons and you're scared of bees."
Charlie narrowed his eyes. "I'm not scared," he muttered.
Harry grinned. "We had trouble with bugs when we were hunting for the Horcruxes," he said. "Hermione isn't a fan either, but she showed me a few spells to keep them at bay."
"You can keep the bees away from me?" Charlie asked hopefully. "I could just kiss you!"
"If you want," Harry said, and instantly clapped a hand over his mouth. He walked backwards to the door, his eyes not moving away from a suddenly amused looking Charlie. "Uh, Hermione is better at these spells than me, I'll just..." he opened the door and rushed out.
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