Charlie walked down the corridor, smirking to herself. She had left Draco in the common room. She saw some boys crowding around something at the end of the corridor and picked up her pace. There was a 3rd year in the middle of a group of 7th years, including Connor. They were teasing and jeering the young Gryffindor. Connor spun around and saw Charlie, he smirked at her. "Connor, leave him alone" Charlie said, quietly. "How many times do I have to tell you not to tell me what to do?" Connor asked, threateningly. His friends laughed. Charlie turned away from him; she didn't want to be humiliated in front of his friends. He grabbed her arm. "Get off me now, Connor" Charlie said, warningly. He dragged her closer; he pushed her backwards into the wall and kissed her. She didn't kiss him back, this was just another of Connors games. "I'm sick of your games, get off me" Charlie whispered. She didn't know where this sudden braveness had come from but she liked it. Connor looked her up and down. She tried to push him away but he was good at resisting her. He kissed her neck down to her shoulder. His mates were laughing at her. She ignored them and struggled against Connor, he slid his arm round her waist and held her so tight she could barely breathe. She struggled to keep conscious but a sudden wave of strength came over her. She shoved Connor as hard as she could and he stumbled backwards slightly, releasing his grip.

Charlie ran back to the common room, where Draco was still sitting. She ran past him and up to the girl's dormitory. She grabbed her pocketknife and cut into her flesh as deep as she could. Draco had followed her up the stairs. Charlie choked on her own tears when she saw him. He put his arms around her waist and she slid hers round his neck. She stained his shirt with tears and blood. Charlie sobbed for what seemed like hours until.
"Get off my girl, Malfoy" they heard a voice. Charlie backed off into the corner when she saw him. "Connor, I...I," she whispered, she slid down the wall and hugged her knees to her chest. Connor went over and sat on his knees next to her, he put his arm around her waist.
"What'd you do to her?!" Connor shouted at Malfoy.
"Me? What did I do to her? What did YOU do to her?!" Draco yelled back.
"Stupefy!" Connor shouted. Draco was knocked backwards and passed out. Charlie didn't know what to do. If she went over to Draco, Connor would kill her but she loved Draco. She decided to stay where she was. Connor turned his attention back to Charlie. He looked murderous. Charlie avoided his eyes. "Come with me" He ordered, pulling her up by her arm. She grimaced with the pain but let Connor have his way.

He led her to the seventh floor, to the room of requirement. "Connor, what are we doing here?" Charlie asked. He didn't answer and took them inside. It was a completely blank room with white walls, white floor and nothing else. "Connor?" Charlie nudged him slightly. "Shut up" He mumbled. Charlie fell silent. He walked around the room stroking the walls for 15 minutes. She was getting fairly impatient now. She leaned against the wall "This room's perfect" Connor said, at last.
"Perfect for what?" Charlie asked, slightly frightened. "None of your business" Connor mumbled. "Come on lets go" He said, walking out. "Fine. Is there a reason you brought me down here?" Charlie asked. "Yeah, I had to come down here and I'm not letting you out of my sight again" Connor smirked. Charlie glared at him, she could tell he wasn't joking. He noticed her glaring and shoved her against the wall. "Don't look at me like that, it's your own fault" He said, before slipping her wand that he had taken earlier back in her robe. He let go of her and she stumbled slightly. His smirk grew and he offered his arm to her, she reluctantly took it.