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[charliexweasley]

Charlie opened his eyes slowly, first noticing the redhead curled up beside him, with one arm flung arcoss his chest.

He smiled and gently brushed some of Bianca's hair out of her face. He kissed her forehead lightly before slipping out of bed. She looks so content...He pulled on a pair of pajama pants (it wouldn't do to have Lewis see him

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[lovelyxbianca]

Bianca groaned as the morning light glowed through her eyelids. She blinked and took in his face, a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.

"Mornin'," she mumbled, rubbing her eye a little bit.

[charliexweasley]

"Good morning," he said, perching himself on the side of the bed and giving her a quick kiss.

"I've got breakfast!"

[lovelyxbianca]

She breathed deeply. "Wow. Smells really good!" She considered the breakfast tray. "Ooohh, hashbrowns." She gave him a goofy grin.

[charliexweasley]

"And eggs, and pancakes, too. I wasn't sure what you wanted," he said.

"Did you sleep okay?"

[go_for_miles]

ooc:

Is it bad that I pictured Molly Weasley when you said 'Mrs. Weasley' ... cause I did.....

And that would just be weird :X

[charliexweasley]

OoC: Ewww, that would be weird.

*shudders*

[lovelyxbianca]

*twitch* Gutter mind!! :P

[go_for_miles]

ooc: You're the second person I made twitch today! *squees*

[charliexweasley]

Charlie thought for a moment before he nodded.

"I do miss them. They were my life, Bee. But I don't regret leaving them. If I hadn't..."

He shuddered.

"There was something wrong with them. Something horribly wrong. And I'm just thankful I got away before I was killed anything else happened."

[lovelyxbianca]

Bianca gave him a worried look. "Something wrong? Are other wizards at risk?"

She clung to him. "Thank goodness you're here," she whispered hoarsely.

[charliexweasley]

Charlie kissed her forehead.

"I don't know, love. I hope not."

He rubbed her back gently. "I'm not planning on leaving. Ever," he said softly.

[lovelyxbianca]

She smiled, content in the thought that she'd never be alone again.

"Never?" The prospect was filling. "Charlie, promise me you'll never stop loving me?"