Fresh wax dripped down the candlesticks lining the window. With nibble fingers, Bill Weasley pinched out the remaining flickering flame. In the remaining conquered illumination he swept around the room he shared with his brother.
A crunching alerted the Hogwarts graduate to another presence. Charlie stood in the doorframe munching on an apple. Avoiding the flurry of items being tossed into the bottomless case the younger of the two simply observed.
"Egypt, huh? How did you talk Mum into supporting that one?"
"'Wasn't too hard." Bill pushed a few stray pieces of his hair back before folding his arms behind his head. "I'm under oath to 'check in' via owl every two weeks 'less I want a howler sent my way. 'Sides. Pay's good."
Charlie smirked before taking a similar stance. He looked crookedly towards his brother. Though two years apart the two had been as inseparable as twins. The younger of the two's heart sank at the thought of the countries that would separate them when Bill started his job with Grigotts.
"There are predecessors of my favorite dragons there. Maybe I'll get to visit after graduation?" Charlie suggested, his expression reeking of remorse despite his brother's following enthusiasm.