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Vincent was now alone in the shop; sitting down on a chair he leaned back to rest his head. Raising his hand, blood suddenly appeared covering his whole hand. He inhaled, smelling the blood, the scent of it was driving him mad but he contained himself. "Charlie, Charlie, Charlie. Tell me about your life." he whispered in a sensual tone as slowly licked it the blood.

Cedric and Charlie were walking together, Charlie was in a good mood, while Cedric looked annoyed. "What's wrong?" Charlie asked him. Cedric simply shook his head while looking down, "Nothing." he said. Charlie wasn't convinced, "Seriously Cedric what's wrong? Ever since you we walked out of Vincent's you look like you are angry at him. Or at me?" she told him. "It's not you-and I'm not angry. I'm just a little cold, that's all." Cedric covered up as he grabbed his coat and wrapped around him. Charlie stopped when she realized something, "Cedric, is there something you want to ask me?" Cedric stopped too, he wore a blank look on his face.

"Come on Cedric, I've never seen you react like this. Just say-" she was quickly cut off when Cedric went on rambling, "Do you really like that bloke? I mean, do you really like guys like him? He is way too old for you!"

"Excuse me?" Charlie was taken back by his comments.

"I've seen the way you smile at him-"

"So?"

"So? Do you actually have a thing for him? Because I'll tell you now, it's not going to work out."

"Cedric-"

"I'm just trying to be a good friend by telling you that he is not good for you and-"

"Cedric-"

"I think you can do better then him-"

"Cedric!"

"What?"

"Am I hearing this right? You're concerned that I might have a thing for him?"

Cedric looked stumped, "Yes." he quickly said then said, "No! Yes! Look it's just-" rambling on but he stopped when he saw Charlie smile at him. "What?" he was concerned that she smiled. It was hard for Cedric to try and find the right way to tell him that Vincent was a vampire. He was worried about how Charlie was going to take it and he didn't want to tell her about what Vincent had done, because that would mean he would have to explain himself; as to why he was spying on her.

Charlie nodded her head, she had an epiphany, "Are you jealous of Vincent?" Cedric stopped moving all together, giving her a blank look while Charlie gave a coy smile. "No." he said in a low voice as he lowered his voice, "Okay." Charlie nodded her head, she knew Cedric was lying. Shrugging her shoulders she walked on. Cedric didn't follow her as Charlie walked on, he didn't know how to continue the conversation.

Something made Cedric jump when he heard Vincent's voice again, 'If she wasn't yours . . .' Cedric ran to her, "Yes! I am!" Charlie was slightly stunned, "You are? Why?" she asked him as she kicked some dirt.

Stuttering, he wasn't sure what to say that it made Charlie question him more. "And what would you do if I did like him?" asking him. Very bravely Cedric said, "I'd try to convince you that there are others who are better." though he might have said it in a brave voice, his facial expressions wasn't saying that.

Nodding her head, Charlie said, "Like who?" looking at him straight at his eyes, she wanted the truth from him. Cedric however, couldn't look at her he looked like he was too ashamed. Cedric took a step back and turned around, he started talking to himself for a while in silence. Charlie couldn't understand a word he was saying, but she respected his moment. Rocking back and forth she waited for an answer or any explanation, "You alright there Cedric?" she asked him, Cedric simply waved back and continued.

Coming back he nodded his head, Charlie nodded back, "What's the verdict?" asking him. Inhaling and exhaling he said, "There's always Roger Kooks!" Charlie laughed out loud, "Hufflepuff Roger Kooks? Not him!" shaking her head. Shrugging his shoulders, playing it off pretty well, "You'd both make the perfect couple! You are just about the right size." Charlie slapped him, "NO! He's shorter then me. And he creeps me out, whenever he is near a girl he breathes in and out hard. Like he's desperate." Charlie then starts to imitate him. They started to both laugh, especially Cedric, this reminded him of the old Charlie he knew.

Then Charlie felt something cold touch her face, making her stop laughing. Cedric stopped too, since she touched her face, "What's wrong?" he asked her.

Charlie looked up and she felt it again, this time it was on her lip. Touching her lip she smiled and said, "It's snowing." Cedric now felt it on his hand when he raised it, slowly dropping on the palm of his hand. Cedric looked up too and said in a low but notable voice, "The way a crow shook down on me. The dust of snow from a hemlock tree has given my heart. A change of mood and saved some part of a day I had rued."

"Robert Frost." Charlie and Cedric both said at the same time. Looking at each other they smiled, a moment for them grasp outside of school, away from the staring eyes. Charlie then started to walk as Cedric followed her.

Until then . . .