A little more than you would expect!

From the looks of the room it was an abandoned room, dirty, dusty and hardly had seats, Charlie was unsure of what he had in mind, "Why are we in this room?" looking around the room for an exit, "You can't get out with out me." he told her, "Great! Just freaking great! This makes me feel a whole lot better. Wasn't that shit hole enough for you?" she reminded him. Not responding to her question, he looked out at the window, leaning his arms from above, he looked out at the moonlight, ignoring her anger. The moonlight could make out his character, Cedric was calm in every way, his face showed that he was stressed out, but in rather sad way. Charlie looked at him, stepping up to the moonlight, it was a feeling that she knew that this was serious. But how serious would this get?

"What do you want me to do Charlie?" Cedric said in an sad tone,

"What do you mean?" Charlie had a bit of pride in her tone,

"What do you want from me? I want to know what you want me to do so I understand."

"Understand what?"

"Understand you." responding in a quiet tone, Charlie didn't say anything for a while. Standing there, looking at her toes, almost at the verge of blushing. "Is there something that you want me to do, so I understand you?" turning around to look at her, watching her gaze at her toes in a childish way. A cat really seem to have cut her tongue, for once Cedric had left her speechless, biting her lip and trying to think of something to say. "Do you want me to be you for day? Do you want me to sing and dance, like I did over at the common room-" cutting in, "No. No! Don't. Don't do it." she quickly said. "Then what?" he asked in a sincere tone, giving a small smile at her. For once he actually had a good look at her, quiet, small, beautiful, and almost fragile, with the moonlight hitting her. "What happened Cedric?" asking him, now looking up at him, "First you were all uptight on the train ride, then you get all mad at me because you think I can't take anything serious, then you go all weird on me, you make a complete ass out of yourself, embarrassed me in front of the girls, who are now thinking that this is an romantic episode, and you wanted my attention." taking a deep breath and finishing her whole sentence with frustration, silencing herself.

Taking another step forward she closed her eyes, trying hard to think, "Cedric, I don't know." giving him an answer, "I don't want you to understand me-" Cedric body seem to have gotten tense, "Why" Charlie put her hands to her face, "It's not possible to understand me. It just wouldn't make sense-" answering in a calm tone, "What wouldn't make sense?" he tried to stay calm, but was lossing it, "I wouldn't make sense! My logics, my morals, my mind, my sanity, it- it just wouldn't-"

"Wouldn't make sense because no one would even understand?!"

"Yeah!"

"Well, you've done a good job with me. You were able to read me like a book. But I can't read you. You're a diary locked up, with no key . . . You're the only on who can open up."
"Well said Cedric."

"Thank you."

They stood silently looking at each other, "Why do you want to know about me?" Charlie asked him, staring out at the school grounds, "You're quite a mystery to me. Full of questions that I know I may never have answers to. You're a stranger to me and a person whom I know so well, all at the same time." playing with his fingers, as if he was tapping it on something.

The sky was clear with the moonlight out, the trees looked like groups of people, dancing to the wind. Stepping up to the window, she watched the trees move from left to right, moving rather gracefully. "You don't know me, and you wouldn't even care. No one has cared enough to understand me and I don't expect you to be the first. . . Unless. . ." she closed her eyes, deciding whether to say it. Staring at her from the side, "Unless what?" asking her, "Oh man, I'm going to kill myself for this." she said as if she was struggling with herself. "Unless what Charlie?" asking in a rather desperate tone, sighing at the thought of saying it, she finally told him, "You do two things for me," Cedric took a deep breath.

"One, is I'm not going to make this easy on you. You have to figure me out."

"But I can't-I've tried-"

"If you want to know so badly, you'd make a good effort on doing it. You would find out on your own."

"On my own?"

"Yes, on your own. I don't give myself up that easily."
"I can tell."

"Second. . ."

"Second?"

"Just-just be there for me when I need you."

"What do you mean?"

"If there is nothing that I ask of you, this is one thing that I ask. Just be there when I need you. Even if it's at a strange moment or time, just be there. Promise?"

"But this has nothing to do with-"

"Cedric, is that a promise?"

"Why is that-"

"Are you not going to keep it?"

"I will if-"

"It's a yes or no!"

"Okay, yes! But you have to do something for me too."

"I wasn't expecting this, but if you need it, then fine."

"Let me do anything I want."

"Fine! I'm not holding you back."

"That's it . . ."

"That's what?"

"That's all?!"

"Yeah, I guess so?"

"You're not going to question me at all about my need?"

"Why? It's like asking me to stop you from breathing. So if you want to act all uptight and crazy, then fine! I'm not holding you back."

"Okay . . . So that means, anything I do, or anything I say, you can't hold me back . . . And you're agreeing to this . . . Right?"

"Uh . . . Sure! I don't see why not . . . It just seems fair." shrugging her shoulders and looking away. Cedric gave a childish smile, looking around the room as if he was following a fly in the room, thinking hard and almost having fun with the idea. "Should I be worried about this?" Charlie asked him, he shrugged his shoulders, "No, you shouldn't be." telling her in a playful tone. A feeling snapped into her and exchanging a glance at him, now this was getting strange for her now. "I don't-" before she could say anything he stopped her, "Glad we had this talk, let's go." walking to the wall and tapping on it, letting it open so she could exit. For some reason, she didn't want to leave the room just yet, it felt like she was going to start something very dangerous or a big mistake if she walked out of the room. There was something else that she wanted to say, except it just couldn't come out. Slowly making her way out, her mind was racing, deciding whether to walk out or stay in there, her feet kept walking, yet, her mind was still wanting to stay in. Then she entered the wardrobe, while he followed her. Opening the wardrobe, she had a confused look on her face. Cedric had noticed her face, yet he pretended that he didn't notice it.

"Well, thank you very much. Glad we could figure this out. Good night." he told her, Charlie didn't move at all, "Well? Aren't you going back?" asking her. 'This isn't right!' she thought to herself, "Wait Cedric, this is just-" Charlie was about to charge, but Cedric smiled and said, "You better go or else you'll get into trouble. I could write you up. You know that!" nodding her head and walking away. Looking back at him, while he stood there with a smile on his face, shaking her head, trying to forget the feeling of uncertainty.

"By the way Charlie,"

"Yes?"

"Nice clothes!" he told her with a grin, Charlie's eyebrow cocked up. Turning her head slowly biting her lip, trying hard not to get mad, "Thanks." she said in a plain tone. Continuing to walk to her room, while he stood there with his hands in his pocket.

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