Hi, everybody! This will be my third FF on Snitchseeker; When Christelle goes through yet another "bad" break up, and decides that she's done with the male population in general, will Charlie Weasley be able to change her mind? Will she really let him in when there's still the possibility he will be like all the others and just break her heart? Read and find out! *takes place when Ginny is on the Holyhead Harpies team, after Hogwarts* I hope you enjoy and constructive criticism is always welcome!
Disclaimer: Though I know everybody wishes they could take credit for the wonderful world of Harry Potter, only one person can, and that is JK Rowling. Everything is hers, except for the character(s) I created.


Beaus, Brutes, & Boondoggles Sa16+


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“Gin, are you sure your Mum won’t mind?” the petite witch asked. Her soft blonde curls were swept up into a sweaty pony tail and her Quidditch jersey was drenched in the salty liquid. She pulled at the back of her shorts, fixing her wedgie with a shy smile as Ginny laughed. The freckles across her nose popped out against her creamy skin in the sunlight.

“I’m positive, Christelle. She loves guests,” Ginny said with a smile.

“But I’m all sweaty and your entire family is here,” Christelle groaned.

“Don’t sweat it,” Ginny said, laughing at the pun. Christelle rolled her eyes, grinning slightly. “Besides, you can take a shower and borrow some of my clothes.”

“Okay, if you’re sure,” Christelle said as she bit her bottom lip. Ginny started for the kitchen door and Christelle followed reluctantly.

“Ginny! Back from practice already?” a plump witch with auburn colored hair asked with a smile. She noticed the other witch walk in behind Ginny and watched her with curiosity.

“Hi, you must be Mrs. Weasley? I’m Christelle, I’m on the team with Gin,” Christelle said apprehensively as she moved forward. She held out her hand and Ginny’s mother took it.

“It’s nice to meet you! And please, call me Molly.” Christelle smiled timidly as Ginny perched herself on the edge of the counter, taking an apple. Christelle sat on the stool beside her as a little boy with pink hair ran through the room. He laughed jovially as someone with untidy black hair chased him around the kitchen table. Ginny brightened as her fiancé grabbed the little boy around the middle and threw him over his shoulder.

“Hey, love,” he whispered as he kissed Ginny’s cheek.

“Harry, this is Christelle, the one I was telling you about,” Ginny smiled as she motioned toward Christelle.

“It’s nice to meet you,” Harry said politely before tickling the little Teddy in his arms. The child screamed laughingly before Harry set him down.

“Nice to finally meet you too. Ginny talks about you all the time,” Christelle grinned. Harry turned to wink at Ginny as Teddy grabbed at Ginny’s ankle.

“Hey, Teddy Bear, did you miss me?” Ginny asked as she bent over to pick him up from the floor. She kissed the top of his pink curls, causing them to turn turquoise.

“Unca Harry chase me,” Teddy giggled as he pulled at Ginny’s hair. Ginny laughed lightly at him.

“Did he now? Hmmm, I’ll have to get him back for you later,” Ginny told him, turning to wink at Harry.

“Christelle, dear, are you staying for dinner?” Molly asked.

“Yep,” Ginny replied.

“If you don’t mind that is,” Christelle murmured.

“Of course not, dear. A friend of Ginny’s is always welcome,” Molly said as she turned back to the food. Christelle smiled as Ginny put Teddy back down and he ran off, Harry following after him.

“Come on, I’ll show you my closet so you can pick something out,” Ginny said as she hopped down from the counter. Christelle followed after her, her eyes gazing over the packed living room. Christelle blushed scarlet as she realized what she must look like.

“Okay, any of these should fit you, really,” Ginny said as she opened her closet door and motioned toward the left side of the closet. Christelle fingered through the articles of clothing, frowning.

“Gin, they’re all dresses,” Christelle grimaced.

“I know,” Ginny grinned.

“You know I hate dresses,” Christelle accused.

“I know,” she repeated.

“You have to have a pair of jeans or something,” Christelle said as she turned toward the dresser. Ginny stood in her way with her hands on her hips.

“Nope, you have to wear a dress,” Ginny said fiercely.

“Why do you care what I wear?”

“Just because,” Ginny said faintly before turning toward her door. “Hermione! Can you come help me?” she yelled down the stairs. Seconds later, a witch that seemed about Ginny’s age, a few years younger than Christelle, walked through the door.

“Christelle, I presume?” Hermione asked, holding out her hand. Christelle nodded slightly. “I’m Hermione.”

“Nice to meet you,” Christelle said.

“Can you help Christelle pick out a dress while I go take a shower?” Ginny asked Hermione.

“Sure,” Hermione said happily, immediately turning toward the closet.

Christelle sighed, knowing she wouldn’t win this argument, as Ginny headed for the bathroom.

Hello Emily. I'm happy to read your new ff. I'm wondering right away. What does the title mean? It's great though, cause it grabs your attention right off the bat. (or do we say right off the broomstick) Anyway, I read this post and already love your story. And I'm very pleased with this: Starting off real! I laughed at this so much! Loved this. I think its great how you have everything going on while you still stay focused on the scene at hand. Ah, What has Ginny got going on that she has to wear a dress?!
Great post Emily! I'll be watching for your next. Are you going to notify us when you post?

You've been keeping secrets, Emily...


I love it!
I bet Ginny is trying to play cupid

Can't wait till your next post in your secret story!

Hehehe, I knew I'd have a couple people wondering... Beaus is another word from males, which you probably already knew... Brutes is another word for a crude person, which you also probably already knew... An Boondoggles, the word you were probably wondering about, is another word for betrayals. I just wanted alliteration and a different word for betrayals.
Thanks
Awe, thank you. I tried to keep it as real as possible...
Haha, you'll see
Thank you, Connie And, yesh ma'am, I will

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You've been keeping secrets, Emily...

Only a few Forgive me?

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I love it!

Thank you, Abs!

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I bet Ginny is trying to play cupid

You might be right...

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Can't wait till your next post in your secret story!

Thank ya!

Emily!!! This story seems awesome !! I can't wait to read more

Why didn't you mention this!!! :O

Soo good, such a fabulous title and plot!! Lucky Charlie, Christelle sounds brilliant!!

Liked the wedgie part

K xx

Thank you, Kerri! I'll post more soon
Hehe, I thought I told somebody about it.?. Was that not you? I can't remember... I wasn't sure when I was going to post it, plus you know I like surprising people.
Thank you, Katie!
Hehehe, thanks, I thought it was a nice touch

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“Oh, Ginny, how I hate you,” Christelle muttered to herself as she threw the door to Ginny’s room open and stormed out into the hall. “Oh! Sorry! I should watch where I’m going,” Christelle said as she bumped into someone. She staggered as they regained their footing. His shoulders were broad, short and stocky with his bright red hair flaming in the hallway light. She noticed that his hair was longer than what she was normally used to. His hands flew to hers and she could feel the rough calluses and blisters brush against her skin as he caught her before she could fall.

“No problem,” he said, chortling as he stepped back. His hands were still holding her arms as she looked down at the ridiculous heels Ginny forced her in. She cursed under her breath as she realized that one of the heels broke.

He arched his eyebrows at her as she held onto his shoulder to bend over and hitch them off her feet. "She must be bloody insane if she thinks I'm wearing these,” she muttered as she tossed them back into Ginny’s room.

“I think I know where she keeps her stash of flip-flops, if you're interested,” he said slyly, smiling warmly at her.

She looked up, meeting his eyes and nodded mutely as he led her over to Ginny's bed. He kneeled down by the side of the bed and lifted the quilt that was touching the floor, showcasing his findings with his other hand. Christelle grinned as she picked out a pair of plain white sandals and slipped them onto her feet.

"Thanks," she told him gratefully.

He appraised her, taking in the dress that Ginny and Hermione talked her into wearing. Her dress was light lilac, bringing out the purple tint in her eyes. It hugged her body tightly, especially her curves. The strapless cocktail dress stopped short of her knees, showing off her long legs and dominant calves. The heart shaped neck line gave a boost to her breasts, but didn’t allow them to hang out. Her hair was in loose curls down her back and her mouth was formed in a shy smile.

“I’m Charlie, you must be Ginny’s friend?” Charlie asked with a crooked smile that had Christelle’s heart beating in over time.

“Y-yes, I’m Christelle,” she said breathlessly. His smiled widened as he held out his arm for her.

I've still got it, he thought to himself.

“Care to accompany me?” he asked smoothly. She took his arm gratefully.

“Thanks, I’m such a klutz, I’d probably trip down the stairs,” Christelle said with a nervous laugh. She mentally kicked herself, asking why she was so nervous all of a sudden.

“Good thing you walked into me then,” he laughed. She nodded slightly as they moved down the stairs slowly. As soon as they hit the bottom, her head snapped up at all of the curious, eager, mischievous faces. Her cheeks flooded red as she hastily drew her arm from his. Her eyes found Ginny and she glared at her innocent smile.

“Hey! Where are the heels? They finished the outfit!” Ginny protested as she surveyed her friend.

“The heels almost killed me, not to mention your brother,” Christelle grumbled as she went to sit down on the couch with Ginny and Harry.

“Don’t be overdramatic, Chris,” Ginny said with the role of her eye.

“Overdramatic, my ar—” Christelle started.

“You must be Ginny’s teammate,” interrupted a man with red hair that was graying in spots. Christelle’s cheeks flushed as she noticed Ginny’s father.

“Christelle… It’s nice to meet you, Mr. Weasley,” Christelle added.

“Call me Arthur. So, Ginny tells me your parents are Muggles, is that right?” Arthur said with a smile. Christelle ignored the roll of Ginny’s eyes as she looked away from her father and towards her older brother.

“Yes, sir,” Christelle said politely.

“So, what’s it like living with Muggles?” he asked excitedly.

“Sorry about him, he’s fascinated by Muggles,” Charlie whispered as he slid onto the now cramped couch beside her. Christelle jumped slightly, noticing that the small couch made their knees graze, legs connecting. His hot breath tickled her neck and she shivered involuntarily.

“It’s…okay,” Christelle finally answered. She didn’t feel like explaining that her Muggle family were monsters.

“Dinner’s ready,” Molly announced from the doorway before her husband could ask more unwanted questions to Christelle. Everyone shuffled their feet toward the backyard, where Bill and George had put a few tables together for all of the people. Christelle was seated in between Charlie and Ginny, and Ginny smirked at her when Charlie turned his head. It was then that she realized why Ginny made her wear the God forsaken dress. It must have slipped Ginny’s mind that she had a boyfriend already.

“Before we begin, I’d like to make a toast,” Arthur announced as he stood up from the head of the table. Harry took Ginny’s hand in his gently and kissed her palm. “To my only daughter and her fiancé, who we already see as our son, congratulations! We are very proud of both of you and glad you’ve found each other. To many happy years!” he said as he thrust his drink forward, some of the liquid spilling onto the clothed table. The tinkling of glasses was heard around the table as Ginny and Harry kissed quickly but softly. Charlie caught Christelle’s eyes, their own glasses clinking together before taking a sip. Christelle blushed tomato red as she looked down at her hands.

After dinner, everyone stayed outside, talking in clusters. Christelle dragged Ginny off to the side, Ginny smirking.

“You like him, don’t you?” she accused.

“I have a boyfriend, Ginny!” Christelle exclaimed. Ginny scowled.

“He’s a right git to you! You deserve someone who can treat you right!” Ginny protested.

“It’s not your choice to make. Bobby treats me just fine, thank you,” Christelle said coldly. “I love you to pieces, but I don’t appreciate the position you’re putting me in. I’m sorry, but I should go,” Christelle said as she started backing up. Ginny was about to argue, but Christelle Apparated away before she had time to. She landed in front of her boyfriend’s flat and made her way upstairs. Before sliding the key into place, she peered through the window to see if he was in sight.

She smiled broadly as she watched him walk toward the couch, but then she stopped, gawking at the sight before her. Bobby sat down beside a busty brunette as she giggled. He pulled her in for a deep kiss and Christelle staggered backwards. Before she let her tears release, she Apparated to her own flat, landing in her bedroom. Without bothering to change, she collapsed into her bed, thinking about how Ginny was right and how her boyfriend was cheating on her. She had known about it for a while really, she just chose to not believe it. That was, until she saw it for herself.

At some point, she pulled herself together. She cleaned her face and changed into a pair of cotton pajama shorts with a simple blue spaghetti strap top. She slipped into her covers wordlessly as she tried to fall into a deep slumber. No such slumber arrived, and a few hours later, she heard the door to her apartment being unlocked and knew that her unfaithful boyfriend had returned.

This wasn’t an entirely new feeling for Christelle. Her parents had constantly told her what a waste of space she was. She was an only child, an only, unwanted child. Her parents never held back from telling her that she had been a mistake from a drunken, wild night. And she was grateful when her letter from the Beauxbatons Academy had finally come. She went far away to her magical school, her parents always telling her that they knew something was wrong with her. She only came home on holidays, though she hated it. And over her summers, she occupied her time by dating what you would call the bad boys. But these aren’t the sexy bad boys you’re probably thinking about, no, these are the real bad boys; the ones that every mother would literally skin her daughter’s hide for even talking to. And like her current boyfriend, they would all cheat.

She had taken it as a fact that she just wasn’t good enough for anybody, so they had to bide their time somehow. She had accepted it long ago, but when she had finally found her current boyfriend, a graduate from Durmstrang, she thought she may have broken the rotten spell. But, as she saw that night, the curse, we should say, was still intact.

Bobby tiptoed into her room and not so quietly lost his trousers and shirt as he slipped into the bed beside her, his arm coiling possessively around her waist. She suppressed the tears that she could feel coming as she shut her eyes tightly and tried to go to sleep, ignoring the git behind her.

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Hello Emily I love ur new story I think it's brilliant! Can't wait for more

!Jesse!

Thanks, Jesse!

Hey Emily I'm so glad you have a new fan fic! You certainly kept this quiet! I love Christelle already! I think its great how you are able to write your own character and bring them to life through the Wizarding World! You do it so well.



Aw lol I couldn't stop laughing.

He is just precious!

Why??? I wonder......

hahaa! Charlie has certainly swept her off her feet

What a flirt!

Yay! Cheers Guys :bubbly:

Aww... I'm he's a pig anyway!

What a twat!!! She is so much better than him! I hope she gives him the boot soon!

I'm really loving your story Emily! Its really great!
PAMS!
Soph x

Hey, Sophie! Hehe, I did keep it a wee bit quiet.
Oh, well, thank you. I try to
Hehe, I thought it was a nice touch
I know! I love Teddy, and I always thought he was the cutest
Hehe

Yes, yes, he is. Just wait.
Umm
Thanks, Sophie

I totally agree. I love baby Teddy. *gives big teddy bear huggles*
Umm, whats that supposed to mean?!!! But still I like the idea of her and Charlie better!

Hehe, you shall see what happens...

Great post!! I love Charlie, I always have!!!

Christelle and Bobby *grr* he's an awful man, cheating a**e
(Scuse the French)

K xx

Thanks, Katie
Me too

Charlie and Christelle...

It has a certain ring to it, doesn't it?


I love it...
It's so amazing!

This Bobby is an idiot!
If that were me, I'd've run in there, all guns blazing and cursed them both!
They'd deserve it, too!

I LOVE the dress too, Ems!
I am one of those girls who raely wear them but will buy the pretty ones and that is definitately on my list now!

PAMS!

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Charlie and Christelle...

It has a certain ring to it, doesn't it?

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I love it...
It's so amazing!

Thanks, Abi!

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This Bobby is an idiot!
If that were me, I'd've run in there, all guns blazing and cursed them both!
They'd deserve it, too!

Cut Chris some slack. She's used to it; she has a mind set that she doesn't deserve better or something.

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I LOVE the dress too, Ems!
I am one of those girls who raely wear them but will buy the pretty ones and that is definitately on my list now!

Thanks, I'm the same way

oooohhhh i don't like bobby !!! great post

Haha, I'm pretty sure nobody likes him.
Thanks, Kerri!

New Reader! New Reader!
I can't BELIEVE I didn't start reader this story before!
It's sooooooo good!
I love it.
Aaaaannnnnddddd I love Charlie and Christella!
They'd be so cute together!
I hate Bobby.
*growls and hits him over the head with a pan*
Ily and this story.

Lily xx

Awe, thank you
What makes you guys think they're going to get together? Maybe they'll be just friends?...
You're not the only one, love.
Thanks, Lily! Ily2!

heya new reader...nice post...waiting for the next...

Hiya! Thank you!

New post!

The next few days went back to normal. Christelle woke up at five and went to her Harpies practice, only to go home to her cheating boyfriend. He went on with his normal routines, kissing her on the cheek when she came home, massaging her neck to relieve her from the tense muscles from her practice. Bobby was still the sweet boy she fell for; he was just hiding a huge secret from her—a huge secret that hurt her with a stabbing pain every time he came home late.

This Wednesday’s game was coming closer and closer, and Bobby played the excited, supportive boyfriend well. He made her a breakfast in bed and had even tidied up her apartment a bit. She smiled slightly as he kissed her cheek while she popped a green grape into her mouth.

“Are you excited?” he asked as he took a piece of toast for himself and then went for her strawberries. She swatted his hand away and he chuckled. Nobody touches her strawberries.

“Yeah, a little nervous though. I mean, Wood is legendary for his Keeping skills… I don’t want to disappoint the team,” Christelle murmured as she thought about the other talented players on Puddlemore United.

“Stop stressing, you’re an amazing Quidditch player,” Bobby said with a cheeky smiled. She returned his smile and then focused back on her breakfast.

At seven she left him and went to meet her team at the stadium. She sauntered over to Ginny, who smiled when she saw her.

“Hey! Guess who’s here?” she said in a sing song chipper voice. Christelle rolled her eyes, not bothering to answer her. “All of my brothers came for the first match!” she beamed. Christelle said nothing. “Didn’t you hear me, Chris?” Ginny asked in a somewhat deflated voice.

“Yes, Gin, I heard you,” Christelle sighed. “Bobby’s coming too,” she reminded the small witch. Ginny frowned momentarily.

“I talked to Charlie before I came down here… He was wondering if we wanted to go out to dinner tonight?” Ginny tried again.

“I have plans with Bobby,” she said shortly.

“Come on! Please, he’s more than welcome to come,” she said grudgingly. Christelle looked at her skeptically.

“Do you promise that George will be on his best behavior?” Christelle thought back to the mischievous redhead and his many pranks that he was known for. She saw Ginny’s face fall slightly, her plan ruined.

“Fine,” she muttered.

“Give him the benefit of the doubt, Ginny. You hardly know him. The one time you met him, he happened to be drunk; he’s usually not like that,” Christelle said defensively, though her mind was on the busty brunette she couldn’t seem to get out of her mind.

“Fine,” she repeated as she started putting her pads on.


“And Cho Chang has caught the Snitch!” the announcer yelled into the microphone. “Holyhead Harpies win!”

Everything was chaos as Ginny and Christelle nearly collided on their brooms in their excitement to hug each other and their teammates. Clusters of people from the friends and family sections were spilling out on the Pitch.

“Ginny!” Christelle squealed.

“I know!” she shrieked. Christelle laughed lightly at the excitement on her friend’s face. They had just won their first game of the season, and not only that, but Christelle was able to block out every single goal that came her way. She was ecstatic.

“Gin!” came the voice from a young man with tidy black hair and piercing green eyes. Ginny jumped into his arms enthusiastically as she hugged and kissed him. The rest of the Weasley clan came up behind them and laughed lightly.

“Christelle! You were amazing out there!” Hermione said as she went to hug the blonde.

“Thanks, ‘Mione,” Christelle smiled.

“Yeah, you were incredible.” Charlie engulfed Christelle into a huge hug and she hugged him hesitantly back. She couldn’t help the thrill that went down her spine at his touch.

“Thanks, Charlie,” Christelle whispered.

She heard someone clear their throat and looked over Charlie’s shoulder to Bobby.

“Bobby!” she said in surprise and excitement. Even his cheating ways weren’t going to ruin her good mood. Charlie reluctantly set her down and she walked into Bobby’s arms slowly. He kissed her hair and twirled her around, trying to not be outdone by the strange redhead.

“Congrats, baby! I’m proud of you,” he whispered in her ear as he pulled her back and kissed her slowly on the lips. He was urgent and trying to get the point across to the grimacing wizard that was now congratulating his sister. Christelle broke away from the kiss, blushing slightly as he stroked her windswept hair. She was soaking in his jealousy with amusement.

“You two are coming out with us,” Ginny demanded to the couple. Her fiancé laughed lightly as he wound his arms around her waist.

“That wasn’t really a question, Gin,” Christelle pointed out.

“I know,” Ginny grinned.

“And if we don’t want to?” Christelle countered.

“Bobby? How attached are you to your girlfriend? I mean the Bat Bogey Hex won’t do too much damage,” she said innocently. Bobby chuckled as Christelle made a face at Ginny.

“Do you mind?” she whispered in Bobby’s ear. He shook his head quickly and then looked at his watch.

“I, er, actually have some things I need to finish at the office… So I’ll see you at home,” Bobby answered.

“Oh, okay,” Christelle frowned before forcing a smile on her face. If he was going to the office then she was a Hippogriff. He kissed her temple lightly and then started back up the hill before Apparating away.

“Huh,” Ginny said shortly, her eyes flashing.

“Save it, Gin, or I’m going home,” Christelle said in irritation, her own eyes flashing.

“I didn’t say anything,” she said defensively.

“Doesn’t mean you weren’t thinking it,” Christelle muttered as she picked up her broom. “Captain wants to talk to us in the Changing Rooms I think,” Christelle said, pointing to their eager captain, who was waving them over excitedly. Ginny sighed and with a final wave to her family, started after the blonde witch.

“Great job, team!” Alex was saying when Ginny and Christelle walked into the room. “And here is our star Keeper!” he exclaimed as he grabbed Christelle in a bone crushing hug. “You were brilliant! You didn’t let one thing through those hoops! You were all great! Now rest up because practice starts bright and early in the morning. We have another game in a month,” he started rambling. All of the members groaned in unison and he stopped talking. “What?”

“Alex,” Christelle said timidly. “We just won our first game of the season. Can’t we at least wait to start practice until Monday? You know so we can rest up and celebrate?”

He glanced around at his team’s anxious faces and sighed. “Fine, I guess,” he said, defeated.

“Thanks, Alex,” Christelle said with a smile.

“Alright, alright, you guys get out of here and get plastered,” he said with a chuckle.

“Who says we’re going to get plastered?” Ginny asked as she arched an eyebrow.

“Because I know you guys,” he grinned.

“We do not get drunk,” Ginny said defiantly. Alex chuckled as Christelle towed Ginny back outside and toward her waiting family.

“I don’t know about you, but I could use a drink,” Christelle mumbled.

“Is that so?” Charlie asked with a smirk. Christelle looked up quickly, not realizing that the Weasley family was in hearing distance.

“Oh, er, well I wouldn’t be opposed to one,” she muttered.

“Well, then you might want to follow me instead of them,” he whispered with a wink.

“Ginny would kill me,” she whispered back.

“No, I don’t mind. You two run along,” Ginny said with an innocent smile, having been listening to their entire exchange.

Charlie took Christelle’s arm and started leading her off to the parking lot. She wasn’t so sure about this, but she could really use a drink and she liked his company.

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