You weren't there, Charlie. You weren't there when they needed you, and it feels like a betrayal deeper than anything Percy had ever done. Percy was there when Fred died. Where were you?
You were barely back from Romania, from the safety of your job and a country that was miles away from war-torn England. You were too scared to come back earlier, even when one of your brothers lost an ear. Oh, you'd come back every now and then, and you convinced yourself you were doing an important job overseas.
Truthfully? You ran away, and the guilt kills you.
Written for:
The 100 Words Exact Drabble Challenge
The Wand Wood Competition - Chestnut (write about Charlie Weasley)
