| Knarl
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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Jack Fletcher
Fourth Year |  Dumbledore's Licorice Snaps Chipotle!
Haha, thanks!!! That never occured to me! LOL! Well, thanks again!
I know I already posted, but I have a lot of time tonite and not the rest of the week, so I’ll go ahead and post for y’all!
Taylor appeared in Weasly’s Wizard Wheezes, seconds later. George was standing behind the counter, showing a young girl a product that self-destructed every ten seconds. George looked at her.
“Here we go,” he pulled a string, and it exploded. The little girl ran out of the shop screaming for her mom.
“I told you it was gonna happen!” George called. He looked over and saw Taylor standing in the doorway.
“Hey,” he said, “What’s up?”
“Where’s Fred?” was all she said.
“Dunno, never showed up for work today. Why?”
“George,” she sighed, “There was a fire in my house this morning. They got me and Celestine out alright, but nobody can find Fred,”
“Oh,”
“Yeah,”
“Do you…want me to come with you? I can…ask someone to, um…watch this,” he patted the counter.
“No,” Taylor said, “It’s ok, I mean, you can if you want but, it looks like that girl’s mom wants to talk to you,”
The girl had come back, but this time her mother was with her; looking angry. George smiled at Taylor, and then turned to the woman. With that, Taylor disapparated back to Charlie’s house.
Charlie was sitting on the couch with Celestine. She was smiling at him and he was bouncing her up and down. When he saw Taylor, he stood up.
“How’d it go?” he asked her.
Taylor knew she could it in, but she didn’t want to. She started to cry.
“George doesn’t know where he is. He never showed up for work and…and,”
“Hey,” Charlie said putting an arm around her, “hey, it’s okay. It’s gonna be alright. It’s easy, we can find him,”
“How?” Taylor asked.
“The ministry,” Charlie said, “If Fred’s using his wand for anything at all, they can track where it came from, and we’ll find him,”
“How come they didn’t do that for dark wizards? And Voldemort?” Taylor asked.
“I don’t know,” he replied, “We’ll ask them. But, let’s go tomorrow, just to make sure he’s not already on his way, alright?”
Taylor nodded and wiped her eyes. She sat down on the couch next to Celestine and stroked her hair. She touched her soft cheek and played with her.
Why? Why did this happen to me? She thought, everything always was perfect…until a couple of months ago.
~.~.~
That night, after Celestine was asleep, Taylor, having left her cell phone in the burning house, sent an owl to Ginny and Harry, and one to Ron and Hermione. After she was satisfied, she used Charlie’s owl, and sent it to them. Then, she sat down beside Charlie at the dining room table, and ate the soup he was offering.
The sweet onion soup felt good going down her throat. After she finished a bowl, and a piece of bread, she put her plate in the sink, and made them clean themselves.
“You wanna take a walk?” Charlie asked.
“Celestine,” Taylor said.
“I’ve got a house elf,” Charlie replied.
“Not all house elves are all they’re cracked up to be,” she said, thinking of Kreacher.
“This one is,” Charlie said, “Oy!”
A house elf scurried from the upstairs hallway and stopped in front of Charlie.
“Dobby!” Taylor said, recognizing the elf.
“Hello, Miss Weasly,” Dobby replied.
“I thought you were free?” Taylor said.
“Dobby is, Miss. Dobby is free forever. But Dobby has to do something with his life. Master Charlie is most generous with his payments.”
“Oh,” Taylor smiled at him, “Dobby, will you watch Celestine, please?”
“Of course, Dobby will!”
“Okay,” Taylor said, kissing the elf’s forehead, “Thank you, Dobby. See you in a while,”
“Bye, Dob,” Charlie said.
Charlie and Taylor went outside and started to walk down the street, laughing about their days at Hogwarts and funny things that had happened. Suddenly, Charlie stopped.
“You know,” he said, “I never stopped loving you,”
Taylor looked at him and tucked a hair behind his ear.
“I never expected to stop loving you,” she whispered.
He leaned towards her and hugged her, he could feel her tears. She wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him, crying into his shoulder. He placed his hands on her waist and looked at her.
“It’s ok,” he said, “we’re going to find Fred,”
She nodded and let go of him, looking into his eyes. His eyes were the bluest she’d ever seen, and when she did, they made her melt. She felt herself leaning towards him. She saw him lean towards her. Their lips met, and Taylor felt a familiar feeling that she often got when he kissed her. She hadn’t felt that since her seventh year at Hogwarts. It was a different feeling than kissing Fred, but it made her feel, well, wonderful. She let his tongue escape into her mouth and she didn’t stop it. He deepened the kiss. He pulled away and looked at her, wondering why she hadn’t stopped herself…she was married. But she kissed him again. She backed him into a tree, and placed her hands around his chest on the tree. He kissed her with his head and back to the tree, and he could feel her running her hands through his messy hair. She unbuttoned a little of his shirt and felt his chest. He slid down on the tree, bringing her with him, until she was on top of him. She didn’t stop, though. She continued to kiss him. He rolled over until he was the one on her. He didn’t put his weight on her, though. He was suspended by his hands, still kissing her.
Finally, Taylor pulled back.
“I’m sorry,” she said, “I can’t…Fred…I…Malfoy…and Ron and Harry…I…can’t,”
Charlie didn’t know what she was talking about, but he understood her meaning. He nodded, and took her back to his house. When they came in, Dobby looked them over. Charlie’s hair was even messier than usual. His shirt was halfway unbuttoned and his collar askew.
“Oh, no!” Dobby said, “Master Charlie has been attacked!”
Charlie smiled at him, “Sure, Dobby,” he said, “Yeah, a…polar bear attacked me,”
“Ahhh!” Dobby said, “ ‘Tis Dobby’s fault, sir! Dobby should have never let you go!”
“It’s alright Dobby!,” Taylor said, “It was a…nice polar bear. Charlie just…got scared and…defended himself,”
Charlie looked at her and then at the door, where someone was knocking. Taylor lifted the drapes to look outside and saw who was knocking on the door. Draco Malfoy.
Righty, tighty!!! That’s fine for now, I’ll wait now!
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