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"I almost forgot that you're a Harry Potter nerd."
Blair looked up from Goblet of Fire. "What?" She narrowed her eyes. "Oh, it's you."
Chuck smirked and swaggered over to her, sitting at the edge of her beach chair. "Lovely to see you too, B."
"I can't imagine why you would find it lovely, seeing as you left me on the helipad." She violently flicked to the next page.
"That's what I came to talk about."
"I don't want to hear it," she snapped, closing her book shut. "I get it, Chuck. You realized you were making a mistake or whatever and decided fucking some tall blonde would be the best way to let me know of that. Nice touch, by the way, choosing a tall blonde. Let's further cement my issues with them."
He frowned. "Blair-"
"-No, just leave me alone. I'm not doing this anymore."
He watched as she disappeared into the van der Bass summer home, clutching her book to her chest.
"Where'd Chuck go?" Blair asked Serena one morning over grapefruit.
Serena's spoon stopped halfway to her mouth. "Why? Are you going to chop off his balls?"
Blair rolled her eyes. "The word is castrate, dear, and no. He's been gone for, like, two days. I thought it was weird."
"Oh. I don't know, he said he had an urgent errand to make.
"That's weird. Where?"
Serena shrugged.
"You're useless for information."
"Love you too, B."
They continued to eat in silence.
"Are you still in love with him?"
Blair choked on her grapefruit. "What?"
"I don't know! You haven't wanted to talk about it, but, like. I don't know."
"I'm not. That's preposterous. If you think that I could love that motherchucking basshole after what he did to me, you are sorely mistaken, and I might need to reevaluate this friendship."
Serena stared down at her grapefruit.
"… What?"
"Nothing."
"No, seriously, what?"
"Well, you still loved Nate after… us. And what you had with Chuck was, like, ten times more intense. So, logically, you would still love Chuck."
"Thanks for the insight into my psyche, Dr. Serena. Are you done trying to psychoanalyze me?"
Serena dropped her spoon. "I'm your best friend, B, so this stupid wall you have up is silly because I know you better. I won't judge you, so just be real."
Blair looked away. Her bottom lip quivered.
"Oh my god, you totally still love him!" Serena squealed.
"It's not a good thing! I should hate him."
"He made a mistake! It's not that big of a deal."
"He cheated on me and abandoned me in a foreign country." She waved her spoon at Serena. "How is that not a big deal?"
"Okay, fine, it is a big deal, but it's also Chuck! He's just never had a girlfriend before. I'm sure he panicked and did something stupid. You know how men are."
Blair shook her head. "If he had real feelings for me, he wouldn't have done that."
"Just promise me you'll sit down and talk with him when he gets back."
"No!"
"Blair."
"No."
"Come on."
"No."
"He might surprise you."
"He won't."
"He might."
"No."
"Blair, I will burn your shoes if you don't."
"Ugh, fine."
"Thank you."
"Go die."
"Ah, I feel the love."
"Go!" Serena gently pushed Blair towards Chuck's bedroom door. "He just got back."
"I can't."
"Yes, you can, now go."
Blair frowned at her friend and tried to swallow the lump of fear in her throat. She went inside.
"Um, hi, Chuck." She sat down on the edge of the bed, crossing her arms in front of her chest.
He turned to look at her, eyebrows lifted. "What a surprise."
"Serena thought I should come talk to you about… you know."
"So you didn't come of your own volition?"
"Not really, no."
"Do you want to talk?"
Blair shrugged. "Might as well now that I'm here."
"Can we take a walk?"
She stared at him.
"I just want to go outside. Fresh air."
"Uh, sure."
"Okay, take off your heels."
"Why?"
"They'll get stuck in the grass."
She kicked them off.
"Sit," Chuck tugged on her arm when they reached a stress of beautiful green grass enclosed by a border of tall trees.
"My dress will get stained."
He took off his cardigan and spread it on the grass for her.
Blair sat on it and crossed her legs in front of her. "Thanks."
He sat down across from her.
"So…" She picked at the grass.
"I'm really sorry, Blair."
"I figured as much." She looked away from him.
"No, please, you don't understand. Every day has been agony. The guilt won't let me sleep, won't let me eat. I can barely function."
She clenched her jaw. "How do you think I felt, spending those first few days alone in Tuscany?"
"I'm so, so sorry."
"I sat in the room alone for days, calling and calling. Wondering what I did wrong, why I pushed another boy to another girl. I thought that…" She choked.
"You-"
"-I thought that we had something! That I was enough for you! I thought maybe now that we'd gotten through the whole Nate debacle, I don't know, we could both be real. I just feel like everything was a lie."
"No, Blair, it wasn't. Listen to me, it wasn't." He felt like vomiting, watching her wipe at her tears. He felt like a fuck up. "I panicked. Bart freaked me out."
"So you screwed another girl?" She grimaced at her own words and stared at the grass behind him. "I overestimated how you felt about me. I thought, oh, you know, he feels the same way. If you had actually loved me, you at least would've bothered to call."
"You… love me?"
She wanted to scream. "Look at me! I'm blubbering like… like… not me! Since when do I cry in front of people? I didn't even cry in front of Nate! I don't know who I am anymore!"
She ripped a handful of grass out.
He stared at her.
She closed her eyes. "I just… I know that when I realized you weren't coming, it hit me that you didn't love me. And then I wanted to die."
"I feel the same way, Blair," he admitted quietly. "I swear on… my scarf. You have to believe me."
She shook her head, brushing away the last of her tears. "Say it. Tell me that you love me."
"I-I…"
"Three words, eight letters." Her eyes bore holes into his head. "And I'm yours."
His mouth gaped open.
She fled the scene.
A loud shriek came from Blair's room.
Serena sprinted. "What? Are you okay?"
Blair was holding a measuring tape up to a stick with a leather grip. "It's 11 inches! And I think it's holly! Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god."
"I just ran across the house for this?" Serena panted, collapsing in a chair. "Are you fucking kidding? It's a stick!"
"No, I think it's Harry Potter's wand!"
"I repeat. Are you fucking kidding?"
"Look, it came in an Ollivander's box!" She waved the box in Serena's face.
Serena rolled her eyes. "You're a nerd. Hey, there's a note on the bottom."
Blair flipped the box over. I'm sorry I can't say it. But that doesn't mean it's not true.
She sucked in a breath. "I'll be back."
"Is this real?"
Chuck looked up from his book. Blair stood in the doorway of the library. "Yeah."
"This is the wand from the movies?"
"From the first one. Yeah."
"And you're giving it to me?"
"I left it on your bed, didn't I?"
She sat in the chair across from him. "This is the most ridiculous gift ever."
"Sorry."
"No, not in a bad way," she turned the wand over in her hands. "No one's ever given me such a thoughtful present. Thank you."
"Welcome." He tried to read.
"How did you even get this?"
"Friends in high places," Chuck shrugged. "Asked for a favor. They couldn't mail it to me, so I had to go pick it up."
"In England?"
"In England."
"And that's where you were."
"Yep." His eyes didn't move from his book.
She flicked the wand at his book and muttered something under her breath.
"What are you doing?"
Blair frowned. "I wanted to see if I was still a muggle. Can you close your book?"
He set it down next to him.
"I believe you."
"Hm?"
"That you love me. I believe you."
His eyes narrowed. "You do?"
"You flew to England to get me Harry Potter's wand. You don't even like Harry Potter."
"You mean a lot to me."
She laughed softly. "I figured. So… I… do you want to be, like, a thing again?"
He smiled. "Only if you promise not to try to cast spells on me."
"Don't worry," she pouted, "I don't think I'm a wizard. It's really unfortunate, actually."
"Come here."
She climbed into his lap.
"I missed you," he kissed her forehead.
"I missed you too."
They sat in comfortable silence.
"Let's go," Chuck said, pushing her to her feet then grabbing her at her knees. He threw her over his shoulder. "My basilisk wants to ravage your Chamber of Secrets."
"Chuck!" She kicked her legs in the air. "What?"
"I'll stir your leaky cauldron with my wand."
"Are you making a Harry Potter sex joke?"
"Google is a powerful tool."
"That's the hottest thing I've ever heard."
He threw her on his bed. "Are you serious?"
Blair propped herself up on her elbows. "It's really turning me on."
"You're more of a nerd than I realized. What have I gotten myself into?" He pinned her down.
"The best relationship of your life!"
Everything continues as in A.