A/N: I'm trying to be more dedicated to this story. But it's summer, and I make no promises because I do have friends and lots of things to do… please review .

Disclaimer: Sadly I don't own these characters. Except the ones I made up.

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Leah woke up with two strong arms around her, the sound of deep breathing above her. She replayed the previous night in her head; they left the bar for some club soon after the kiss, and danced and drank a lot more until it closed. The details were fuzzy, but she did remember kissing more outside the club after it closed and inviting him back to her place. Her head pounded as she gazed thoughtfully at Charlie's adorable face.

According to the clock on her bedside table, it was only nine in the morning. She couldn't sleep anymore – she never could after a long night of drinking – so she slowly untangled herself from Charlie, wincing in pain as she sat up straight. She found hangover potion in her bedside table and gulped it down, thanking George and Fred for inventing it. They were seriously heroes. The nausea and headache was replaced by hunger, and after pulling on a black robe she glided to the kitchen and started making some bacon and toast.

"You can cook, too?" Charlie entered the kitchen a little while later.

Leah turned around and answered cheekily. "Yeah, but I didn't make you any."

He started to laugh but then stopped abruptly. "Wait, you're kidding, right?"

"Of course. Help yourself." She pilled food onto her plate, poured herself a glass of orange juice and opened the morning paper. "Take what you want, there's lots." She was always at ease when she brought a guy over, especially the next morning. It was just sex, wasn't it? Charlie was acting the same way.

"Do you have work today? And can you pass the sports section?"

She complied. "Nope, I'm not working today. I'm going shopping with my roommate Audrey, she should be back soon, She was going to come last night but went to her parents for dinner."

"Oh. Do you want me to… clear out?"

Leah shook her head. "I've got to have a shower. She raised her eyebrow. "Want to join me?"

Charlie looked confused and a bit shocked at her invitation.

"Look, obviously we had sex last night. I'm just saying, are you up for round two? If you're not, I won't be offended."

He laughed aloud. "You're the greatest girl I've ever met. I'm right behind you."

Giggling, Leah shot out of her chair. "Catch me if you can." She called over her shoulder.

Charlie took off after her, not catching her until they were safely in the bathroom. Leah pulled off her robe and jumped into the shower, turning the water steaming hot. Charlie was annoyed with himself for getting dressed up… now he had to take all his clothes off again. He was amazed at how easy going the beautiful girl was. Leah was just that; beautiful. Some girls were hot, some were cute, and Leah was beautiful. She had a great, slim body with endlessly long legs, a tiny waist, and surprisingly large breasts. Her skin was tanned and olive-toned, and her face was delicate, with those mysterious, silvery-blue eyes and extremely kissable lips. She was constantly pushing her long side bangs out of her eyes adorably. Those looks, with her hilarious personality, were a killer combination.

Charlie stepped out of his boxers and yanked the curtain open so he could get inside the shower. Leah was laughing, holding handfuls of foam bubbles. He immediately kissed her, drawing her wet body close to his. Leah grinned moving away in a very dirty game of tag. His hand gripped her arm and she laughed again as he kissed her again and again, planting kisses all over her body.

"Why are you so amazing?" he groaned.

"I can't help it." She replied flirtatiously. After their long and steamy shower, they both wrapped themselves up in towels, and Charlie got dressed and waited in Leah's room while she changed into a pair of black tights, a purple tank top and a tight grey high-waisted skirt.

"How do I look?" she asked, twirling.

"Gorgeous, as usual." He said decisively.

"I'm home!" someone hollered and the door slammed shut.

"In here!" Leah called back. Seconds later, a short, curvy girl with startlingly blonde hair and a bright smile bounded in.

"You look great. Oh, hey." She smiled at Charlie.

"Charlie, this is my best, dearest friend Audrey. Audrey, Charlie Weasley."

"Hi." Charlie said comfortably. "I should probably get going. It was nice to meet you."

Leah looked up from where she was cleaning out her purse. "Bye! Just let yourself out, you can apperated in the hallway."

"He looks yummy." Audrey laughed when he was gone. "Did you have a good night?"

"It's a bit foggy, but my morning shower was supreme." Her smile was a bit wicked. "Are you ready to go shopping?"

Stifling a yawn, Audrey rolled her eyes. "I love Christmas shopping." Was her sarcastic answer.

"Hey, we want to avoid the December crowds, remember? We can squeeze in some selfish shopping for ourselves too."

"Well, obviously. What are you doing for Christmas anyway? Do you want to come over?"

"No, you know I prefer to be by myself on Christmas. I'm just going to relax with some wine, sushi, and a good movie. Ollivander doesn't celebrate it, and Uncle Devon (who's Ollie's apprentice) is a pretty weird guy." Leah said matter-of-factly. She brushed the topic away; she didn't like talking about her family. Grabbing her coat and a soft scarf, she straightened up. "Are you ready to go?"

"Let's go!" Audrey led the way out of Leah's bedroom and into the living room. "So I was thinking tat this year, we should host a new years party. Nobody wants to have a party ever, and those clubs are so expensive and crowded."

"Totally. All of our friends, and if they have dates or a few close friends they want to bring along, they can."

"Exactly. Lots of champagne, some tacky but great party hats, and a good way to end the year. It wasn't exactly the greatest year."

Leah snorted. "That's quite an understatement." The girls apperated to Diagon Alley, which was full of Saturday shoppers. After the war, many young witches and wizards ha begun wearing muggle clothes because it was easier to blend in and there were more styles to choose from. Leah herself preferred muggle clothing, but also had some pretty dress robes.

So they went past the colorful Diagon Alley storefronts and out into muggle London.

"How was your parent's house last night?" Leah asked.

"So much good food. Lots of relatives. You know, the usual. I can't believe nobody in my family except my parents knows about me being a witch and the whole Wizarding world. Don't they notice that my schooling, my job, my friends are all mysterious?"

"People don't see what they don't want to, honey." Leah opened the door to a small boutique.

"I understand why parents want to keep it quiet. But if it were me, I'd have so many questions. I always ask my family about everything."

"That's because you're a journalist, Aud. You should be happy your parents are so supportive; you know how many parents aren't."

"Yeah, I'm really grateful that they love me and accept me no matter what." She picked up a dress and held it up to herself. "So want to give me some details about Charlie?" He's very ripped."

"I know, I Know. He's George's brother, just moved back here form Romania. He's a dragon tamer, that's why he has those beautiful muscles. He was a few years above us at Hogwarts, but in Gryffindor." Leah and Audrey were both Ravenclaw themselves, and proud of it. Both of their beds had Ravenclaw blue covers on them, a reminder of their school days. "Anyway, we drank huge amounts of tequila and gin at that bar Trivial, then we went to some club and then I guess went back to my place."

"Who else was at Trivial?"

"George, Angelina, Ron, Harry, Katie, and Alicia. Too bad you couldn't come with me, they're all really nice."

"So… does Charlie have a single brother or something?"

Leah grinned. "Well, George is with Angelina, Ron has his girlfriend, Hermione, I think his oldest brother is named Bill and he's married to Fleur Delacour, remember her from the Triwizard tournament? And he has a brother names Percy who used to date Penelope Clearwater."

Audrey wrinkled her nose. "Ew. Penelope Clearwater was such a bitch." The girls had in fact been roommates with the ex-girlfriend in question. "I remember him – Percy. I always thought he was a bit odd."

"For dating her, you mean?"

"Exactly. Those months she was petrified were the greatest."

"Audrey, that's terrible."

"And true. I think I'm going to get this." She motioned to a shirt she was holding. "For myself. I give up on Christmas shopping."

"What are you doing for Christmas? Your grandmothers, as usual?"

Audrey grimaced. "Yup, my lovely grandmother, who is convinced there is something wrong with me because I'm 21 and I'm not married."

"There are plenty of things wrong with you, but being single is not one of them." Leah teased. "Lets go to that store down the street I think I want that cashmere sweater."

Laden with bags, a few hours later, the two of them returned to Diagon Alley with the intention of going for lunch. "Let's stop at WWW first, ok?"

"Sure." Audrey shrugged, and the two girls entered the shop.

"Well, well, well, there's the girl that stole my brother." George teased once they clamored through the Saturday crowd to see him. "Did you enjoy it?"

"I did, would you like to hear details about my morning shower?"

"Okay, no more questions!" George gagged. "Hi, I don't believe I've met you. I'm George Weasley, one of the founders of this fine establishment."

"Audrey. It's nice to meet you, Mr. Weasley." Audrey mocked.

George appreciated her humor. "Weren't you supposed tto get drunk with us last night?"

"Family dinner, I couldn't skip out on it."

"Oh, I see. Leah, my mother has invited you for Sunday dinner next week, and Audrey, you are very welcome to attend."

"Dinner?" Leah said doubtfully.

"Always a laugh with the Weasley's! It's a mellow thing, with the usual 15 or so people that drop by."

"Very mellow, I'm sure."

"5 o'clock. You don't really have a choice; you've both got to be there. Just floo to the Burrow."

"I guess we'll see you there?"

"Don't be too late; otherwise all the food will be gone." He called after them as they left the store.

"You're coming with me." Leah said immediately. "please!"

"Fine, I will. Only if you admit I'm the best."

"You are, you are!" Leah gave her a one armed hug. They pushed open the door to their favorite lunch spot, Cookery, open and sat down at a corner table in the crowded space. They were squeezed in between a funny-looking cloaked wizard and his coughing companion. Once they placed their orders and the food appeared, they continued to chat about the upcoming holidays, work, and everything else.

"I have a two week holiday this year." Leah announced. "I was one of the two people picked to have the most sought after holiday. I was a draw. I don't know why they do that, I didn't really want it all that much."

"When is your last day?"

"The sixteenth. Only three weeks of work until then! It's my first holiday."

"Oh my god, you're right! I love working for the Prophet, picking my own hours and everything."

"Quit bragging. My shift starts at six tomorrow morning. I get off at four."

"Yikes, I could never wake up that early. Seriously, Leah, I don't know how you do it."

"It's worth it, I love my job."

"And it pays pretty amazing, too."

"I don't mind that either, not going to lie."

Back at home later that night, Leah was curled up with a book and a steaming mug of hot chocolate. Dressed in her favorite pair of sweats and one of her old boyfriends shirts, she was expecting any visitors. Fate, apparently, had something different in store for her.

There was a knock on the door; a loud, thumping knock.