It was after dinner and Charlie and Tonks were walking towards the corridor towards the library when Hagrid appeared at the other end of the corridor and started down the hallway towards them.
"Charlie," Hagrid beamed at him.
"Hi Hagrid," Charlie replied. "Did you have a good summer?" he asked politely.
"Not bad," Hagrid boomed. "Anyway I'd best be getting off Fang hasn't had his tea yet."
He smiled at the two before trying to squeeze past.
Tonks found herself pushed up against the wall with Charlie pressed against her as Hagrid pushed his way through.
Her body tensed up. She was aware of Charlie's heartbeat pounding. His body stuck to hers. As soon as Hagrid had passed by she pushed Charlie away from herself.
"Phew," she laughed. "I can breathe again."
"You know many girls would die to have been in your position," Charlie told her jokingly. "Squashed up next to a great quidditch star like myself."
"Don't go getting a big head," Tonks warned him.
"Are you afraid I'll forget all about you when I'm famous and playing for England?" Charlie teased her.
"No actually I'm looking forward to it. I'll finally get you out of my life for good," she kidded on.
Tonks breathed a sigh of relief. Things were back to normal. They were back to making fun of each other as usual. She had hated how uncomfortable she had been feeling all day.
"Why don't we forget doing the essay and go for a night time swim in the lake? Remember we used to do that when we were younger?" Tonks asked.
"Yeah I remember," Charlie smiled. "When we were younger?" he questioned. "I still like to think of myself as young thank you very much."
"Yeah well that's not what everyone else thinks of you," Tonks mocked him.
Charlie raised his eyebrows before lunging towards her.
Tonks squealed and raced down the corridor. He chased her into a deserted classroom where he trapped her in the corner and tickled her in the ribs. Tonks giggled as she squirmed around inside his strong hold trying to escape.
After a while the two collapsed down on the cold floor exhausted.
"Charlie Weasley I am going to get you back for that you mark my words," she told him sternly.
"You can try," Charlie told her.
She poked him painfully in the ribs. In response Charlie grabbed her hand to stop her doing it again.
"Interesting hair today by the way," he told her.
"I wanted to stick out," Tonks grinned at him.
"Well you certainly do with that colour," Charlie ran his hands through her bright yellow curly hair.
Tonks felt her heart beat quicken. What was wrong with her? She was suddenly very aware of how close Charlie and her were lying together and the feeling of his hand running through her hair. At the same time she could still feel his hands scrambling over her body tickling her. Snap out of it Tonks she told herself crossly. This is Charlie Weasley your best friend. She supposed she was just feeling paranoid after her talk with Adalia and Archie.
Charlie leaned up on his elbow so he was looking down at her. The two looked intently at each other for a while before the noise of a door banging brought Tonks back to her senses.
She flushed.
"We should probably go," Charlie said, clearly flustered.
He got up quickly and pulled Tonks to her feet.
"We'll probably regret it if we put off the essay until later in the week," he said sensibly.
"To the library then," Tonks said unenthusiastically.
That night Tonks lay in bed unable to sleep. She kept going over and over in her head the events of the past day.
She was confused.
Could it be that she was falling for Charlie? Did she like him more than a best friend?
Or was that just her feeling paranoid after finding out he liked her. That was if he did like her. She still had not ruled out the possibility that Archie and Adalia were playing a trick on her and a cruel one at that.
She cast her mind back to Charms that morning where she couldn't get the spell to work so Charlie had put his hand over her own to guide her through the wand movement. Before last night she would not have thought twice about it but her hand was still tingling from the experience.
Her thoughts drifted on to when the two had been working in the library together. They had shared a table and she had sat as stiff as a brush all night as Charlie's arm had kept rubbing against hers as he worked.
She tossed and turned in her bed until eventually admitting defeat and tip toeing quietly out the dorm so as not to wake the others and making her way down to the common room.
Once there she curled up in an armchair and stared at the curtains which had been drawn over the window.
What was she going to do?
First she had to figure out her feelings for Charlie. Did she or did she not like him? It was a simple enough question but right now it seemed impossible to answer. She wished more than anything she had not had the conversation she had had with Adalia.
She stood up and began pacing the room. On her third trip around the room her foot caught on a table leg which sent her and a pile of books that had been sitting on the table flying. While scrambling around the floor trying to gather the books together she heard the sound of shuffling feet on the stairs.
"Tonks?" a voice called out quietly.
"Charlie."
She whirled around to see him standing in his checked pyjamas.
"What are you doing?" he asked. "Are you reading?"
"Couldn't sleep," she told him. "Of course I'm not reading. I only read when it's absolutely necessary to. I tripped over the table that they were on and they ended up all over the place," she explained.
"You and your clumsiness," Charlie shook his head. "That's one of the things I love about you. Here let me help."
He took out his wand and levitated the books back into a neat pile on the table.
"Actually while we are here do you mind if we talk?" Charlie asked her. "There is something I've been wanting to get off my chest for a while I just could never figure out the right time to do it…"
Tonks was filled with panic. What was she going to say to him as she still could not figure out her feelings towards him.
"This sounds a little too serious for me," Tonks tried to lighten the mood. "You're starting to sound like all those professors going on about OWLs."
Charlie stepped closer to her but kept his eyes down on the floor.
"You know we've been friends for ages, well recently, well not really recently I realised that…" he trailed off.
"I know what you're going to say," Tonks told him quickly.
"You do?" Charlie's head shot up.
Tonks nodded.
"Adalia suspected and Archie told me. And well… I was kind of watching you today… properly for the first time and I kind of noticed…"
"Oh," Charlie's face reddened. "I don't want to jeopardise our friendship," he said.
"Neither do I," Tonks said softly. "I've been feeling strange all day and I don't like it. I want us to be able to feel relaxed around each other like we usually are."
"Right, we'll just try and forget all this then," he said.
"Hang on a second," Tonks said. "You said the other day you thought it was stupid that Olivia liked Bill and didn't do anything about it. Didn't you do the same thing?"
"No," Charlie said defensively. "It's completely different. See we were friends those two hardly knew each other."
Tonks raised her eyebrows questioningly.
He stood shifting his wait from foot to foot while nervously scratching his head.
Seeing him standing there looking vulnerable and embarrassed Tonks finally discovered what she wanted. She moved towards him and gently planted a kiss on his lips.
Charlie looked at her in surprise.
"Are you sure?" he asked.
Tonks nodded. She had thought that kissing her best friend would feel strange but to her complete amazement it felt like the most natural thing in the world.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him more intensely than before.
She had been stupid to like Bill she realised now when all along Charlie had been right in front of her and it had taken this long to realise.
The End
Well that's it. I hope you all enjoyed reading it! Feel free to comment or give me advice on how to make my work better. I'd really appreciate it! Thanks for reading!
