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Always
It didn't take long for the three to fall into a comfortable living arrangement and routine. Ron and Charlie would head off together in the morning for a day's work while Pansy hung around the home tending to anything and everything else until the boys came back home craving a dinner and either a quiet evening at the cottage or a night out at the nearby pub trading the day's horror stories regarding dragons.
Their friends and family still weren't pleased about Ron and Pansy moving to the dragon reserve in Romania – and even less so with Charlie who helped them – but at least the biting comments had dwindled to an occasional remark that stung less. Whereas Charlie and Ron were both grateful that their friend's and family's acceptance of the situation had come so soon, Pansy was surprised that it had come this quickly, especially after they were told exactly why Pansy had been so tired and sick before the trial.
Today had been mostly peaceful, attending to the daily chores, for Pansy. She had even grown brave enough to make an attempt on what Charlie called an office, though Pansy didn't believe any work could actually be done in it amidst the piles of books that littered the floor and every piece of furniture. Not surprising, it didn't take long before she accidentally knocked over one of those precariously stacked books on what appeared to be a filing cabinet. Kneeling down, she started to move them back into a pile so she could return them to their 'proper' place when a picture frame that had also fallen caught her eye.
A sudden onslaught of tears filled her eyes as she reached for the wizard's photo. Behind the fragile protection of glass, was a picture of Charlie and Finny both laughing at the mistletoe that her nine-year-old self hung over them before they kissed. Her hand started to caress her belly, now starting to curve out, as memories of that night flooded back.
The one thing though that replayed over and over again in her mind, as she watched Finny and Charlie kiss again and again, was that was the night she had been let in on their little secret. Not only that, she remembered it was the first time, she could honestly recognize what love between two people was.
Pansy didn't know how long she sat there looking and remembering the love she had witnessed between the two. But she did know that for the first time, she realized the light that had been Finny in Charlie's eyes was completely gone from the Charlie she lived with today.
Hearing the front door open and both her boys loudly proclaim that they were not only home but hungry, she quickly wiped away the evidence of her sadness. Pansy stood up and kissing her fingertips, she pressed them to the image of a smiling and laughing Finny and whispered, "I'll take care of him for you. I promise," before placing the photo back in it's rightful place.