Okay! Just for you, Katie!

Taylor and Charlie walked outside to find Draco standing by a bush, pulling leaves off.
"Draco?" Taylor asked, pulling her hand way from Charle's, "Neville said you wanted to talk to me,"
"Yeah," he looked up and smiled slightly, "I, uh... I've got to be honest with you... I don't know what I'm doing,"
Taylor gave him a puzzled sort of look. Malfoy continued.
"I can't find Fred...dead or alive," he said, seeing tears in Taylor's eyes, "But, I will keep trying, I'm not going to give up on you," Taylor gave hima small smile, "So..."
Taylor looked into his eyes, "I have faith in you," she said, "But... that's not all you came to say... is it?"
"No...actually," he said, "I, um... okay, uh... Hmm...Fred's not at Malfoy Manor, and he's not in the country. I'm almost positive... so...I'm going out of the country to look for him," Taylor blinked at him, "But, Taylor, I need you to stay in contact with me. Use an owl and contact me every other day, okay?"
Taylor nodded and put her head down and wept.
~.~.~

The next day, Malfoy was getting ready to leave. Taylor was rocking Celestine gently, and Charlie was in Diagon Alley with some friends of his.
"Are you sure?" Taylor was asking Draco.
"I don't have a choice," Draco answered, "You need Fred, you can't live without him, I can see. You light up everytime you hear his name, and when he talks your all of a sudden calm with no worries. You try to love Charlie, but it's not the same. You're just afraid, you're scared so you fake love. You need Fred,"
Taylor bowed her head and sat in silence, holding Celestine close to her heart. After Draco finished packing his back, he stood. Taylor stood with him.
"Stay with Charlie," he said, "he'll care for you; he is trustworthy."
He placed a hand on her shoulder, "And," he said, "He's going to ask you something...say yes... he needs you, and, at the moment, you need him... you need someone to love you until, and if, Fred returns,"

With that, he left; leaving Taylor to ponder his last words. What had he meant? Say yes? To what?
Suddenly, Charlie entered the house, trying to contain a smile.
"Draco leave already?" he asked. She nodded, and shook herself from her thoughts.
"Well, uh... what...what time is it?" he asked.
"Quarter after six," she replied, placing a sleeping Celestine in a crib she had bought.
"Oh!" Charlie said, smiling, "That late already? So, um... dinner time!"
"Um, ok," Taylor said.
"Dobby!" Charlie called.

Dobby came scampering down the hall from the kitchen, smiling is well.
"Your special dinner is ready Master Swindler," he said, bowing, very low.
Taylor looked from Charlie to Dobby and mouthed the words, 'special dinner,'
The house elf and Charlie only smiled.
"Dobby," Charlie said, "How many times do I have to say this? I don't like being called 'Master Swindler,'- it's just 'Charlie,' and you really don't have to bow,"
"Yes, Mast- Charlie," the elf said, he began to bow, but hurriedly stood straight.
Charlie took Taylor by the hand and walked into the dining room, where a wonderful dinner was set. There was turkey, and ham, and fish. And too many sides to count.
Taylor stood, mouth agape. Charlie put his hand under her chin and closed her mouth.
"Sit down," he said, "Let's eat,"
Taylor sat down and scooted her seat in. There was a plate in front of her, with a napkin on top of it. She took note of how Charlie looked over eagerly, as picked up the napkin.

Under the napking, sat a small velvet box. Immediatley, Taylor knew what must be inside. She put her hand to her lips and opened the box to reveal a golden ring. It was gold with a huge diamond set in the top. Taylor gasped.
Charlie immediately stood up and walked over to her.
"I, understand if you say no, but I uh, it's ok... I'd like you to say yes, but that's just me. I know you have Fred, but Draco said you'd appreciate this. I really hope he didn't lie to me. He wouldn't, would he? Of course what do I know, it's-" he rambled on and on. Taylor placed a finger to his lips.
Suddenly, she realized what Draco had told her to say yes to. His words washed over her.
You need Fred, you can't live without him, I can see. You light up everytime you hear his name, and when he talks your all of a sudden calm with no worries. You try to love Charlie, but it's not the same. You're just afraid, you're scared so you fake love.

He wanted her to fake love. But... could she? She felt tears swell in her eyes and looked at Charlie. She stuttered.
"Ch-Charlie, w-what do-does this m-mean?" she asked.
"Taylor," he kneeled down, "I want you to marry me,"
Taylor was silent for a long time. She knew it was eating at Charlie inside, but she didn't think she could speak.
"Charlie, I-" suddenly, an owl swooped through the ope window and dropped a small peice of parchment on her lap. It looked as if it had been writted in two seconds, flat.
Having a husband will help protect you, until Fred comes, was what it said.
She knew it was from Draco. She didn't care. She loved Fred. A second later, another one was dropped at her.
It said, You love him...you can love more than one until he comes.
She held it close to her and looked at Charlie, who was looking at the ground.
"Yes!" she said, "I love you Charlie!"
"What?" Charlie said, dumbfounded, "You- you will?"
"Yes!" she said.
She threw herself at Charlie and hugged him. She was crying and he rubbed her back.

All of a sudden, a third owl flew gracefully into the room and dropped a longer letter to Taylor. Taylor unrolled it and read quietly.
Taylor,
I'm okay. I can't reveal my location to you, or they'll find you as well. I can't reveal to you who they is either. Draco has found me and told me what happened. I know you said yes to Charlie.

Taylor pulled the letter away from her eyes and was ready to read the angry response from him.
It's okay. I'm fine with it. The magic between a married couple will keep you safe. If that's what it takes, then so be it. Charlie is a worthy candidate and I'm proud for him. But, you must know, as he already does, as soon as I'm home, you're mine again. Remember to save some time in the bed for me, I need it after this.
More love than you ever thought possible,
Fred

Taylor was shocked. Fred knew about this? And he was okay with it? He even expected her to sleep with Charlie!
She pondered this no more and was glad Fred was safe. She cried onto Charlie's shoulder and he held her close.
~.~.~

Two weeks later, after a small wedding, Taylor and Charlie were happier, but Taylor still cried for Fred almost every night before bed. Clestine grew at a steay pace, and Harry, Ginny, and Ron (who was still not qutie normal) visited regularly. One night, Taylor was sitting with Charlie on the couch, watching a movie.
Taylor turned and looked at Charlie and kissed him. He kissed her back, and removed her jacket. She lifted his tee shirt over his head and layed down on him. He kissed her and felt her warm back.
He pulled her shirt over her head and kissed her neck. He playfullt tickled her bare stomach and she pulled away. She leaned in once again and kissed him. He unclasped her bra, on her back and threw it to the couch, as she rolled over on him. He took a deep breath and inhaled. He loved the way she smelled of vanilla. wrapped her arms around him and layed her head on his chest. She lay there for some time, and gently drifted to sleep. An hour later, she awoke and realized where she was and rolled over to kiss Charlie.

His bare chest was warm and she held him close. He rolled over and landed on top of her. She giggled and he lowered himself until she felt his warmth again. She reached up her arms and brought his head close to her. She kissed him intensly and wondered if she was going to far.
Just then, there was a knock at the door.

OKAY! That's enough for now! What do ya think?