Six Years Later (2004) \\ The Beginning of Forever and Always \\ WICELA
Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter series nor everything that comes with it. The rights go to J. K. Rowling. The only thing I own is the holes in her stories that I filled with my fantasies.
Romania was always the place Charlie Weasley loved the most to be. The war has been difficult and he wasn't the kind of person who talked a lot about things. He hasn't seen his brothers and sister in ages, but he needed time. He was different than them. However he did talk to Bill. He grinned slowly when he thought about Bill. It was Bill of course, who got to marry the most beautiful woman in the world and had already two kids. Of course those kids where the most wonderful thing — after Fleur — what had happened to Bill and he was living a life, bigger than he ever dreamed of, knowing what the war could've done to him. When he was younger, he believed that something like that would happen to them eventually, but he didn't find woman interesting. The dragons were more like him and he could find his way better when he was with them. He had a few friends in Romania — some of them were girls — but that was all. Charlie simply didn't believe in marriage or girls. His parents had the most fantastic time of their life together and two of his brothers were already happily married, but the feeling of 'one true love' wasn't a thing for Charlie. What if you thought you met her and after a year of ten or twenty you suddenly realized that she wasn't 'the' one? Charlie just sighted when he saw a girl waking up next to him.
"You know, you really should left me alone." He said to her.
"Yeah, like you would survive without me."
"I'm not going to marry you, Leah, you know that."
"I'm aware of that and I'm also aware of the fact I'm not your 'girlfriend'. I'm just someone you like to screw when you want or need me." She rolled her eyes.
"Nah, I don't see it like that and you neither. You would have left me if you saw it like that." He smiled and she nodded her head, laughing.
"You got me, Charlie. And you keep doing it. Every time I say to myself: 'I'm not going to do this anymore,' and look where I'm now." Charlie just answered her with a kiss which he broke fast.
"Let's get to work then, shall we?"
"First breakfast."
Leah was a sweet girl, but they both knew that what they were doing wasn't good. Not good enough for Leah and a bit too much for him. Charlie wasn't interested in women or men, but that didn't mean he never had…his needs. Leah had always been there and he knew that she would love to meet his family, about whom he often talked. She knew that that wasn't going to happen, because his whole family would turn up and down if they heard.
"When is the last time you saw your family?" Leah asked him, pointing out the letter lying next to him.
"A few years, I guess. Percy married or Fleur had her child…not sure which one."
"And you don't think it's normal to pay them a visit?"
"Well, it is, actually, but then there is the money and the time, so enough problems to stay."
"Seriously, you never take a break! Or, well, in every five years perhaps two days, so there is enough time and don't even start on the money." Charlie rolled his eyes and picked up the letter.
"Ron had finally the courage to ask Hermione to marry him, I bet." He opened the letter and moaned immediately when he saw his mother has written this one.
"I guess that's a no?"
"It's my mother and if I didn't know better I would say that you've written to her. She's complaining about the exact same thing."
"Well, perhaps it's better that you do know better then."
"Leah, I swear, you better didn't write my mother!"
"I didn't, okay? I didn't write your mother, but I do think you should talk to your family."
"That's enough about my family in one morning, I'm going to the dragons. They're my family without begging me to talk to me."
"THINK ABOUT IT, CHARLIE!" Leah screamed, hoping to get a reaction out of him, but Charlie didn't turn around. He loved Romania and although he loved his family too, they were just a bit too crowded.
