Pearlescent Dragon, Purple Prose 3 WIP snippet
A/N Found some willpower to continue, just a quick scene to get my creative juices flowing. After this is finished, I have a smutty smut planned for my own AU continuity, and in the meantime that fic rec list Iโd teased has grown to Google Doc-worthy size just as well. Itโs gonna be long lmao. Anyway please enjoy and so sorry for being a lousy updater ;_;
[Pairing: Charlie Weasley x YOU]
โUm, it was nice seeing them together Charlie. Thank youโ, you say sincerely, a bittersweet feeling twisting your lips into a grimace. Youโre actually surprised to see it mirrored on the man in front of you.ย
Charlie hasnโt stepped onto your porch, hovering on the other side of the railing while you talk, a reluctant smile on his lips. Not once or twice did you catch him starting a sentence just to abruptly end it, probably a proposition of sorts. God you wanted to propose something of your own, but then you were both so tiredโฆ
โNot an evening excursion after all, but perhaps itโs for the better. They tend to get cranky when you wake them up lateโ, he chuckles, an easy smile on his face that he bravely puts in front of you. Youโre leaning down to where heโs opting to put his arms against the railing, ostensibly to hear him better but you know well itโs so that you can see where his jacket and shirt rise up, the material tight on his forearms-
He still has your dandelion crown on, a bit ruffled and wilted now, not to mention singed at some places after your impromptu nursery adventure. Itโs disarming, lovely, and the smell is very comforting. Hopefully thereโs some water left in your cabin because girl, youโre a goner now. A thought occurs to you then.
โAn illicit evening break in would be that more adventurous, true. Maybe-โ
โ-you think?โ, he asks lightning fast, as if scared that you might stop uttering your idea for the evening before you even begin properly, and you grin like love-struck teen before straightening your expression somewhat. Charlie looks hopeful and-
Damn, you think and shake your head to chase away both the bitterness and nascent longing away โ soon youโll be home and itโs better not to dwell. Better think of something unpleasant,, like corn.
โI didnโt expect half of the things we did today so thanks, it was pretty awesome as far as life risking adventures goโ, you drawl instead, a bit guilty that youโve just planned to monopolize him again so soon. Then again, the bet youโve had todayโฆ
โYeah, sorry for hijacking you and -the drawing, taking it, I mean finding, I guessโ, he murmurs, the sheet in his hands safely tucked in the tube you had successfully replicated with a spell that morning; turns out you still can do magic in right circumstances, and you feel doubly refreshed, both because of it and knowing your art is that much appreciated. It still makes you flustered beyond words.
โOh god Charlie, itโs all right, itโs me who made it awkward after allโ, you stammer, face hidden behind your hands and pink. โHappy you like it stillโ, you add slyly.ย
You two share a snicker and no sooner you take a step back when silence creeps up on you, until itโs awkward to just stare at each other with dreamy smiles and do nothing.
โIโll-goโ, Charlie breaks it first, with a tired sigh โ none of you got much sleep so you can sympathize. Still, itโs such a pityโฆโYouโre probably as tired as I am, get some sleepโ, he says then, looking at the sun climbing higher on the sky โ itโll be noon soon. โYou could catch some zโs before morning portkey is scheduled-Though maybe we could-โ. His eyes dart to your furtively and you feel positively giddy then.
โ-see each other before the portkey is here tomorrow? Sureโ, you recite fast, having already prepared an argument of your own for just this purpose, and Charlie smiles at you so sincerely that your breath hitches a bit.
โEvening then. Or better yet, later this afternoon?โ, the man asks quickly, clearly keen on sacrificing some sleep for this, and you nod your head enthusiastically. Let it be known that you have no sense of shame in divesting him of his rest whatsoever.
ย "Good- cool,cool, cool" he sing-songs happily, his Australian buddyโs lingo rubbing off on him apparently; he wears an awkward smile on his face still but thereโs a suspicious spring in his step as Charlie makes way to his own house.
Itโs a bit stinging, you think, that he has his own house in here โ heโs gonna stay there, maybe even till heโs old and brittle, and you-
Iโll get my literary Nobel prize and die shriveled like a fig. But a happy fig it will be.
โIโll hit your window with a pebble or something when I wake up, ok?โ, Charlie asks cheekily once heโs on his own porch and you laugh out loud from where youโre balancing on the tall threshold.
โJust knock, or I will send you a paper crane when Iโm up or whateverโ.
โMake it a dragon, please?โ, the redhead pleads and your laughter sounds loud and clear even when youโre already inside.
Heโs getting his tiny paper Norberta as soon as possible if itโs up to you.
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