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Top Ten Reasons Why Weddings Should be Avoided

Chapter 6

In the living room the family talked and laughed about good times and Elinor truely felt part of this wonderful family. Not even being there for a day and already she loved each one of them like...well, not like her own family but if she had ever imagined getting married and having children she hoped that her family would be just like the Weasleys'. They made Elinor's evening enjoyable but what really made it enjoyable was when Mrs. Weasley began to tell stories of Charlie's childhood.

"Oh, Elinor, Charlie was such a beautiful boy when he was a baby," Mrs. Weasley said as she drank more of her firewhisky. "He had the fattest little cheeks that were so easy to pinch." Mrs. Weasley made an attempt to grab Charlie's cheeks but Charlie gently grabbed her arm and put it back in her lap. "He used to get in so much trouble, too. Like the time when he thought that Mrs. Godfried, our next door neighbor, kept little children locked in her basement..."

"Mom," Charlie said. "I don't think Elinor wants to hear this story."

"Nonsense," Mrs. Weasley said. "Darling, do you want to hear the story?"

Elinor was amused. She looked at Charlie and saw that he wanted her to say no. "Of course, Mrs. Weasley. I just love stories."

"See Charlie," Mrs. Weasley said proudly and took another drink of firewhisky. "Anyways, so Charlie one day went over to her house when she was gone and went into the small window into the basement. Well, there wasn't little children, but there was a ghost. He was a lot like Peeves too. Anyways, he took all of Charlie's clothes as a joke and threw him out of the house and from there he had to run all the way home in nothing but... nothing!" Mrs. Weasley and the rest of the family began to laugh, but Elinor laughed the hardest. Charlie's face the was darkest shade of red Elinor had ever seen.

"Aw," Elinor said. "Charlie that's so cute." Elinor broke out into another fit of laughter.

Mrs. Weasley brought the bottle of firewhisky to her lips. "I think that enough dear," said Mr. Weasley taking the bottle. "Look at the time its elven o'clock and tomorrow is dress rehearsal! You kids better get to bed."

Elinor and Charlie were the first ones up and heading for the stairs. "Hey Elinor, Charlie, look up!" Fred said. Elinor looked up and saw mistletoe. Elinor blushed and so did Charlie.

"Funny Fred but its July not December," Charlie said.

"Christmas in July," replied George casually. Fred and George grinned mischievously at Elinor and Charlie. Charlie gave them a dirty glare back.

"Oh Charlie, just kiss her," Mrs. Weasley said happily. Elinor knew that if Mrs. Weasley was in the right state of mind that none of this would be going on.

Charlie looked around for help but found none. He even looked at Elinor, but what could she do? She too was stuck in the same boat. Charlie sighed and put his hands on Elinor's hips and Elinor put her hands on his shoulders. Because there was such a height gap, Charlie had to bend down and Elinor had to stand on the tips of her toes. Charlie kissed her, but when they began to part they heard Fred say, "Not good enough!"

So Charlie came in again, and this time kissed Elinor longer and found that he was deepening the kiss. Elinor found herself enjoying it more and more. When Charlie began to slide his tongue into her mouth, Elinor pulled back, coming back to her senses. She and Charlie looked at each other stunned. There was cheering coming from everyone except for Fred and George, obviously just as stunned as Charlie and Elinor.

"Well, I am extremely tired so I'll just go to bed now," Elinor said, after she found her voice and after putting herself together. She raced up stairs to her room and laid on the bed. "What just happened?" She whispered to herself.

Charlie entered his bedroom and threw himself on his bed. He was exhausted. He thought of the events that had unfolded that day. He had brought Elinor home, lied to his parents about the two of them, got yelled at by Elinor, had dinner with his family, kissed Elinor... wait, he had kissed Elinor. It was an enjoyable kiss at least and it seemed to convince the whole family that they had kissed before.

He remembered the look in her eyes... the shock. She was very shocked, but by what? When kissing her he felt this... electricity running through him. The way he can only describe as attraction. He was attracted to Elinor but that didn't mean he liked her. He was attracted to Fleur and he hardly liked her as a person. The door opened and Bill walked in.

"Hey roomie!" Bill exclaimed with a sleeping bag in one hand and a pillow in the other.

"What do you mean?" Asked Charlie.

"Mum wants me sleeping in here tonight," replied Bill. Bill put his sleeping bag down and climbed in it. When he was settled and ready he looked at Charlie. "So you and Elinor... wow, didn't see that one coming!"

Charlie rolled his eyes.

"Not that I don't like her or anything but you two were hardly friends at Hogwarts and you dated her best friend and that whole girl code where your not suppose to date your best friend's ex or whatever it is."

Charlie sighed. "Yeah, she's different from who I usually would date."

"That's what I mean!" Exclaimed Bill. "You normally wouldn't date someone like Elinor and Elinor wouldn't date someone like you... so what's really going on?"

Charlie realized that he couldn't fool Bill with this game. "Elinor isn't really my girlfriend."

"Ha, I knew it! That kiss gave away your whole cover."

Charlie was surprised. "Really, because I thought it worked."

"Oh it did," corrected Bill. "But the facial expressions on you and Elinor before and after the kiss gave it away. How did this all happen?"

Charlie told Bill about how Elinor and Charlie met again and the date with Tara and Corey and the whole plan. "No one was suppose to find out."

"Well, I won't tell," Bill said.

"Thanks," Charlie said, relieved.

"No problem," Bill turned on his back away from Charlie.

Charlie got into bed and closed his eyes, thinking about the day ahead he fell into darkness.