In love with a Weasley (Charlie Weasley)

OOTP 17

As the date of our departure back to Hogwarts drew nearer, Pad's became more and more prone to what Mrs. Weasley called "fits of the sullens," in which he would become taciturn and grumpy, often withdrawing to his room for hours at a time. His gloom seeped through the house, oozing under doorways like some noxious gas, so that all of them became infected by it. I also wasn't looking forward to returning to Hogwarts. Going back to school would mean placing myself once again under the tyranny of Dolores Umbridge, who had no doubt managed to force through another dozen decrees in our absence. As I walked out of the kitchen holding my coffee followed by Charlie I nearly bumped into Snape.

"Potter" He said my name with usual disgust.

"Grease bat" I heard Pad's laugh from the kitchen.

"Aurora" Mrs Weasley said horrified.

"See you in potions" I said smirking and walking away to my room.

"I can not believe you just did that" Charlie says smiling as he sits on my bed. 

"Really you can't believe that I would do something like that" I raise my eyebrow at him.

"True" He pulls me onto his lap. After a while we went to join the others as Mr Weasley returned. We all walked into the kitchen with Mr. Weasley walking proudly dressed in a pair of striped pajamas covered by a mackintosh. 

"Cured!" he announced brightly to the kitchen at large. "Completely cured!" He and all the other Weasleys froze on the threshold, gazing at the scene in front of them, which was also suspended in mid-action, both Pad's and Snape looking toward the door with their wands pointing into each other's faces and Harry immobile between them, a hand stretched out to each of them, trying to force them apart. I smiled at the scene in front of us.  "Merlin's beard," Mr. Weasley said, the smile sliding off his face, "what's going on here?" Both Pad's and Snape lowered their wands. Harry looked from one to the other. Each wore an expression of utmost contempt, yet the unexpected entrance of so many witnesses seemed to have brought them to their senses. Snape pocketed his wand and swept back across the kitchen, passing the Weasleys without comment. At the door he looked back. 

"Six o'clock Monday evening, Potter." He was gone. Pad's glared after him, his wand at his side.

"But what's been going on?" asked Mr. Weasley again. 

"Nothing, Arthur," Pad's answered, who was breathing heavily as though he had just run a long distance. "Just a friendly little chat between two old school friends." With what looked like an enormous effort, he smiled. "So you're cured? That's great news, really great." 

"Yes, isn't it?" Mrs. Weasley said, leading her husband forward into a chair. "Healer Smethwyck worked his magic in the end, found an antidote to whatever that snake's got in its fangs, and Arthur's learned his lesson about dabbling in Muggle medicine, haven't you, dear?" she added, rather menacingly. 

"Yes, Molly dear," Mr. Weasley said meekly. I walked over to Pad's.

"Please tell me you hexed the grease bat" 

"Nope Harry got in the way" I glare at my brother who just shrugs. That night's meal should have been a cheerful one with Mr. Weasley back amongst them, Pad's was trying to make it so, yet when he wasn't forcing himself to laugh loudly at Fred and George's jokes or offering everyone more food, his face fell back into a moody, brooding expression. Tonk's joint us as well.

"Tonk's" I whispered her name as she sat beside me. 

"Yea" She mutter back as Moony looked at us with raised brows obviously able to here us. 

"I need your help after dinner" She nodded and went back to eating. As soon as we had finished eating I grabbed Tonk's pulling her up to my room leaving everyone else slightly confused except Moony. "Can you help me cut my hair off"