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A New Land, A New World	By : Madam_Weasley Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 3271 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N - Anon - Thank you! That was the most difficult thing I've ever written. That isnt' saying much since this story is the first thing I've ever written. I almost quit! But I've got a goal to finish this story! Thank you for sticking with me!!!
We lay there together, her head on my shoulder and my arm around her. We catch our breath but don’t speak. I squeeze her to me in a hug and kiss the top of her head. She makes a sound that is almost a purr and I smile into the growing darkness. Luckily I had the presence of mind to lay my wand on the night stand. I grab it and whisper “tergeo” to clean us both up.
                “What did you just do?”
                “I cast a cleaning spell.”
                “That’s useful.” She mumbles into my neck.
                “I have to apologize.” I whisper to her.
                She raises her head and looks at me suspiciously. “For what?”
                “I asked you to tea and didn’t follow through.”
                Her body starts shaking with silent laughter and it starts me laughing too.
                “Seriously, would you like to eat?” I ask.
                “Yes, but I don’t want to leave.”
                “Brilliant. We’ll get take away.”
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                Thirty minutes later we’re dressed and eating take out Chinese from containers. I know I’m blushing every time I look at Charlie.
                “You told me you had a way that we could see each other after I go home. How does that work?” I asked as a stabbed a piece of chicken.
                “It’s called a portkey. It’s a regular object bewitched to transport a person to a set destination. I would have to work with the Ministry to get them set up. I would need to have one both ways to get back home.”
                “How long does it take when you are transported? Is it like apparition, where you show up immediately?”
                “It takes a little longer but not much. There are four main ways of wizard transportation: Broom stick for short distances, Apparation for slightly farther distances, floo network, this is through fireplaces, goes even farther, and portkeys that can be used for long distances. “
                “You’re willing to do that? It makes things seem a little one sided.”
                “Well, you are more than welcome to come back.” he said with a grin.
                “I would if I could. I’ll start saving again, but airplane tickets are expensive. Actually, If I came back, would I come to England or Romania?”
                “I hadn’t really thought about it. I guess that would be something we could discuss if it were to happen.”
                Charlie was in the process of taking a bite of pork when his fork stopped mid air, he was looking straight past me with a look of mixed horror and shock. I spun around to see what he was looking at and I grinned from ear to ear.
                “Oh my god” I said at the same time that Charlie whispers “Bloody Hell!”
                There was an owl sitting outside of my window gently tapping its beak against the glass. Charlie slowly set his food down and stood. He walked to the window to open it.
                “Errol, what are you doing here?!”
                “You know this owl?” I asked, standing behind him.
                “It’s the family owl.” Charlie says as he stands back to let Errol fly in. Errol flies over to the night stand near our food.
                “He’ll want something to eat and he’ll need to rest. He’s old and even short distances are hard for him.”
                “What can I feed him?” I’m fascinated by this entire thing. Charlie is untying a small roll of paper from Errol’s leg.
                “Chicken or pork will be ok.” Charlie answers as he’s opening the letter. I grab a small piece of chicken and offer it to Errol. He looks at me with huge amber eyes and hoots. I giggle and he takes the chicken out of my hand and eats it. I reach a tentative hand out to pet Errol and he lets me, hooting softly. I got him another piece of chicken and grab my camera. I started taking pictures of Errol while he eats and looks at me. I stop when I Charlie gives an exasperated sigh.
                “What’s wrong?” I look over at him while petting the soft feathers on Errol’s head.
                He hands me the note and sinks onto the bed.
                I open it and begin to read:
                Charlie,
                                I cannot believe that you would skip our family dinner. You know how important it is to me to have my family together. Therefore, I’ve convinced everyone to come back for dinner on Friday and you will be there. I’ve learned from your brothers that you are spending time with a young lady. She is more than welcome to join us if she would like, BUT YOU WILL BE THERE.
                Love,
                Mum

                “You should have gone to dinner.” I say looking up at him.
                “There was no way to win that situation, honestly. I go to dinner and I’m unhappy or I don’t go to dinner and mum is unhappy. I did what I wanted to do. I know you leave Sunday, but what do you think about dinner tomorrow?”
                “I think it sounds absolutely terrifying. I’m not sure about England or wizards, but American muggles don’t tend to meet the parents of someone they’ve been seeing after 3 days. Plus I’m American and a muggle, how are they going to react to that?”
                “You’ve already met George, Harry, Draco, and Bill. Hermione’s seen you. So really there aren’t that many people left to meet.”
                I lean around Errol on the night stand, he seems to have fallen asleep, and grab the pictures.
                “Ok I’ve met four. That leaves Bill’s wife,” I’m flipping through the pictures. “Percy and his wife, Ron, Ginny, and Hermione, not to mention YOUR PARENTS! That’s eight people Charlie. Eight people who can use magic and make me disappear if they want!”
                He rolled his eyes at me. “They aren’t going to make you disappear. My family, for years, has been known as blood traitors. We don’t hold to the thought that pure blood wizards are better than muggle born witches and wizards or muggles. My father, in fact, is obsessed with muggles. It drives mum mad. He loves to talk with Hermione and Harry about how they grew up without magic. A conversation with you may make him think it’s Christmas. I won’t beg, but I’d really like you to go. Will you at least think about it?”
                “I’ll think about it.”
                “Charlie looked at his watch. It’s getting late, I should go. Would you like for me to leave anything here for you to look at?” he gestured to the books, magazines, and pictures while he stands up.
                “I’d like to read the books if that’s ok?”
                “Ok.” he stood there looking uncomfortable. I got up and stood in front of him. He was shifting from foot to foot. I put my arms around his neck and stretch up to kiss him. “Sorry, I’m still not sure how to act.” he says as he wraps his arms around me.
                “Well I plan on acting how I want.” and I kiss him again. He smiles and pulls me into a hug.
                “Are you really going to think about dinner with my family?” he asks.
                “I said I would.”
                “OK, I really should go.”
                “Don’t forget your owl. There’s a sentence I never expected to say.”
                Charlie walked around the bed and gently picked up Errol. “Do you have plans for tomorrow?”
                “I was going to wander around again. See if I could get lost and find some hot guy.”
                He narrows his eyes at me. “Well that sort of thing would never happen, next you’ll tell me you believe in magic.”
                “True, who would ever believe such a thing could happen? Do you want to wander with me?
                “You wouldn’t mind?"
                “No. Do you want to meet here around 10:00?”
                “I can do that.” He had walked back to me and I was petting Errol’s head.
                “Will you be meeting me in the lobby or popping in?”
                “Well, popping in would be rude. I’ll meet you in the lobby.”
                “OK, I’ll see you tomorrow.” We share one more soft kiss, he steps back, holds Errol close to his chest, smiles at me and disappears.
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