(207): I told my mum I had sex with him and even she was proud. Now that's saying something.

"Motherly Pride"

"He's twenty-nine."

The small audience of girls, numbering two and grouped these days more at the womanly end of spectrum, traded a variety of gasps, giggles and rude words, depending on their upbringing. Katie Bell rolled her eyes; honestly, her friends were so juvenile.

"It's barely nine years," she interpolated. "That's hardly anything when you consider how long magical folk live."

"Yes, but he's a Weasley," Alicia pointed out. "The Weasley!"

Katie threw her a bewildered face. "What do you mean 'The Weasley'

Alicia and Angelina shared a look. One that said, I can't believe we have to explain this to her – has she been living under a rock?

"Charlie Weasley; sex god, dragon wrangler, Quidditch star and captain – they said he could've easily played for England if he hadn't caught the dragon fever and ended up in Romania!" Alicia exclaimed, aided by myriad flailing hand gestures to make sure her point was gotten across. Namely that Katie realised exactly who she was dating.

Not unexpectedly, the conversation took a turn for the worse when their third round of drinks arrived.

"So," Ang hedged. "What's he like?"

Katie snorted at her lack of subtlety but answered regardless. "Amazing" – that cued giggling – "but the strangest thing is that he gets on with my brothers like a house on fire. My brothers! All of them!"

"And you thought they'd castrate him," Alicia teased, happily sipping her rum punch through a straw. "I suppose he's had a lot of practice, being the second of seven, though."

"True," Katie conceded.

The conversation lulled for a while as they considered this, and then Ang said boldly, stressing the name, "I'm so impressed that you landed Charlie Weasley. He really is gorgeous."

"You know what the weirdest part is?" Katie told her two best friends. They waited expectantly, eager looks on both their faces. "I told my mum I had sex with him and even she was proud."

Alicia almost sprayed her sip of Firewhiskey across the table.

"Now that's saying something."

All three broke into laughter.

End.

I'd like to land Charlie Weasley. Please Read and Review Responsibly. If you don't review, it's like cruelty to authors :P