The next morning, Quirinus woke with a start; he conjured himself a tent after having nothing to bring to a camp; he hadn't expected anything like this. He beamed from ear to ear as he readied himself to leave to the site; once he had packed all his belongings. He disapparated to the place Charlotte had explained to him through her owl; his eyes lit up straight away as he saw her.
His eyes brightened more as he slowly and timidly edged towards Charlotte; he was as shy as always but happy to see her again. He knew she accepted him completely and knew for the first time in his life he had a friend. He stood behind her and waited for her to turn around, however she didn't; she was talking to Mary; he slouched over and waited for the two to finish their conversation, not wanting to be rude or anything. Once the two had finished talking, Quirinus shook slightly as he timidly tapped Charlotte's back, with a mischievous, yet shy smile.
Charlotte turned around; Quirinus noticed her eyes light up immediately which made him grin. "Quirrell!" she beamed. "I'm so glad you could come!" she said and leant in closer to wrap her arms around him in a hug. "How are you?"
Quirinus smiled brighter as he saw her eyes light up more=so as he wrapped his arms around her tighter than he probably should have, 'her eyes...' he thought to himself; he hadn't noticed how pretty her eyes were; though he knew he couldn't say anything to her in order not to weird her out. "I-I-I-I-I'm gr-gr-gr-great n-n-n-now." he stammered and looked up at her as he held her, "I-I-I-I-I-I m-m-m-m-missed y-y-y-you." he said, he paused in thought for a moment, 'I hope she doesn't take that wrongly.' he thought to himself, "h-h-h-how ar-ar-are y-y-y-you?" he let her go, hoping he hadn't held her for too long.
Charlotte grinned, "I've missed you too! And I'm great actually." she beamed; smoothing her hair out of her eyes after Quirinus let her go.
'She missed me...? Why?' Quirinus thought to himself, despite his thoughts, he couldn't help but to grin timidly; though he still deeply wondered why she had missed him. "I-I-I-I-I'm gr-gr-gr-great, m-m-m-myself... al-al-also." he said and looked at Charlotte as he ran his hands through his own hair through his habit of taking her fixing her hair as a sign something was wrong with his.
It was then that Charlotte was called away to see Mary and the others, "do you want to tag along?" she asked.
Quirinus thought over this and shook his head, 'they won't like me.' he thought, "I-I-I-I've g-g-g-got t-t-t-to s-s-set u-u-u-up m-m-m-my t-t-t-tent... I-I-I-I w-w-w-will c-c-c-catch u-u-u-up wi-wi-wi-with y-y-y-you l-l-l-later." he stammered. He felt quite bad that he said no to her but something told him Charlotte understood.
The two hugged once more and with that, Charlotte ran off to catch up with the others. Quirinus beamed to himself at the fact he, not only saw Charlotte again but also at the fact that, despite being afraid of being unable to fit in with the others, this was his first camping trip; it was his first time at ever being invited somewhere. He walked around to where everyone had set their tents up; it seemed almost impossible to find a place. Finally he found Charlotte's tent and decided to set it up about twenty feet away from hers; he didn't want to be too close to hers in case everyone else thought it was weird or something for him to set his up so close to hers. He dropped his neatly ravelled tent down, pointed his wand at it and slowly raised it, ensuring there were no muggles around. As he raised his wand, he was pleased to see his tent rise with it. 'Now what to do...' he thought to himself. 'This is going to be fun... but very awkward for me...' he frowned at this and looked around to see where Charlotte had gone off to.