Wade didn’t know what it was about Weasley that boiled such loathsome feelings. Since seeing him with Susan at midsummer, Wade had considered the man annoying and ungrateful. He was broad and too prideful. Even when Wade punched the other man, Charlie seemed unphased. Knowing what Wade knew though, he tried to think differently. Weasley and Harriet were together and he had promised he wouldn’t do anything. He thought that promise covered not messing with Charlie. But it wasn’t his fault he was given Weasley’s name for this evening and Wade had been trying to find a moment to talk to the other man without looking suspicious. They were alone now and Wade felt like fate had been delivered to him without trying.
“Not quite,” he murmured, rolling his eyes idly. “I’m trying to recall and perhaps you could help me out…where were you during the midsummer evening? I remember you being there…obviously, but then you weren’t and then you were. Could you perhaps enlighten me as to where you were? Can’t stop thinking about that.”
Charlie let out a chuckle. “And that would be your business because...?” he couldn’t help but be entertained by the question. “If I were you I’d worry about your own life, over mine, alright? There’s some friendly advice, because I can promise you,” Charlie slid his hands into his trouser pockets, taking some slow but solid steps towards Wade, “that whatever game your trying to play here, isn’t going to work on me. I can also assure you that you have a way bigger chance of losing. I’m sure that after the events of the Midsummer evening Susan didn’t take too kindly to you becoming aggressive, and that if you were to react in the same way again, that wouldn’t sit too well with her?” Charlie stopped a foot away from Wade, so close that he could’ve heard Wade take a breath. “Think about that, hmm,” Charlie smiled, whether it be out of actual happiness or a fake one, he was unsure. He took a second to stare into Wade’s eyes, not breaking eye contact before, “Anyway, it’s getting cold out here, and we’re missing the party,” he took a step back. “Think about what I said Avery, yeah?” And with that Charlie backed away, turning around only as he got far enough away that it was safe to do so, and whistle a tune that would sound familiar to another wizards ear, and into the room he disappeared.
