A/N: This chapter was co-written by Luna is my Homegirl who is rad. YEAH THAT'S RIGHT! I'M RAD-LimH…. Yes, well…on with the story!

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Chapter 8: The Bashful Banshee

Charlie was not amused. He had tried to tell Kit how he felt and she had all but blew him off! He got ready in a hurry; Bill was not a patient person. Normally Charlie wasn't a drinking man but desperate times called for desperate measures. He made his way to the small pub in the village (The Bashful Banshee) with Bill and a couple of other guys. He headed straight to the bar; he had had enough of Kit and her mind games.

By his fourth Firewhiskey, things where definitely looking better. A nice blonde witch had sidled up to him and he was happily buying her all the drinks she could consume. Bill had come up to him a few times asking him if he knew what the hell he was doing. Obviously he hadn't but Charlie shrugged Bill off and continued to buy the blonde witch, Brenda, drinks. She was extremely nice, sympathetic, not as pretty as Kit, but then again, Charlie reminded himself, not many people were.

By his seventh Firewhiskey, Bill came and told him that he was heading back to the Burrow and that he should come too.

"Nahh…y-you know what? Nnno. I-I is goooood."

"All right, if you're sure…"

"Yeah! Me and uh…B-Brenda are gonna hang oout forr a biit." He put his arm around the Blonde. "Aren't we, babe?"

She giggled. "yuppers!"

Bill shrugged and left. Charlie trying to be suave, spun quickly on his barstool and fell to the floor. Brenda gasped but Charlie got up and flicked his hair back dramatically. "Let's get out of this dump."

Brenda giggled again and they left the pub, Charlie, staggering slightly. When they exited into the street, Charlie came face to face with what would soon be his worst nightmare.

"Oh shit…"

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Kit was sulking. Hermione and Ginny were trying to cheer her up, but it wasn't working.

"Do you think I should have just told him?"

"Told him what?" Ginny asked.

"The truth."

" Well what did you tell him?" Hermione sounded concerned.

Kit sighed. "That I love him as a friend…"

"WHAT?!"

Hermione looked at Ginny. "That was my ear you know."

"Sorry. But I mean…what? Why would you do that? That's just stupid!"

"Your supposed to be helping me not making me feel stupider." Kit grumbled.

"She did it because she was- is- afraid of rejection. Its textbook, really."

"Thank you Hermione the shrink."

Ginny looked awed. "You know everything!!!!"

"Not everything…just a lot."

"Focus!"

"Right. Well maybe you should go find him. You know before some chick takes advantage of him. He is rather good looking you know."

Ginny cringed "Hermione, stop talking about my brother like that, it's bad enough you're already with one of them. DEAR MERLIN!"

"What are you going to say to him? Kit?" But Kit had left, grabbing her coat on the way.

"WAIT FOR US!" Minutes later Hermione and Ginny caught up to Kit breathing heavily.

"B-bloody h-hell. You run fast."

"Kit this isn't practical! You don't even know what you're going to say to him."

"It's called improvising. Lets go." They trudged of towards the Bashful Banshee.

As Kit came closer she saw the outline of two people stumbling out the door. She heard a familiar voice slurring.

"C-c-come ooon b-babe, letssss go."

"Charlie?" Kit yelled.

"Oh shit…"

Hermione gasped and Ginny swore under her breath. "I guess you were right Hermione." she whispered.

Kit took one look at Charlie and sprinted up the lane back to the Burrow. Charlie, for his part, tried to run after her but he ended up doing a drunken pirouette and landing face first in the mud.

"Hrodjd---KIT!" Charlie yelled from his mud puddle, "Wait!"

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