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[harrietfawley]

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Since the incident upon the train, Harriet had kept mostly to her apartment and the Ministry. When she went anywhere else, Charlie was always at her side. The interaction with Roderick had been weird, but she had no doubts about where his loyalty laid. She knew it was with Irene and she had no doubts that Irene knew about the pregnancy. While it seemed that Roderick might care about the babies, she knew that Irene would only care about the fact that Harriet had been unable to follow orders. That she had stopped attending the meetings. The fact of the matter was that they were in danger. 

Still, she couldn’t say that it was all bad. Charlie had moved into her apartment slowly, but surely, and she enjoyed having him around. They’d learned the genders of the babies and while it had seemed real before, it got moreso with each day that passed. Harriet stood in the kitchen and cut up some vegetables for dinner when she felt the babies kick. “Charlie!” She yelled for her boyfriend, biting back a laugh when he appeared in the kitchen. She’d probably given him a heart attack. “Come here. Feel this,” she murmured, before taking his hands and placing them on her baby bump. 

[fleurisabelleweasley]

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When Fleur and Bill started dating, she remembered the first time he brought her around to the Burrow. She’d been nervous. The Weasley family were so close knit. It was unlike anything she’d ever seen before. She’d met a few of the Weasley’s before on separate occasions, but never all of them at the same time. It was overwhelming, to say the least. As the years had passed, she’d grown to love each and every one of them in different ways. She was thankful for her in-laws in more ways than one and she loved them like they were her own family. 

Charlie had been one of the first Weasley’s to welcome her into the family without question. They’d become close over the years. He was one of her best friends. It was probably why she sensed that something was going on with her brother-in-law before he began dodging her. When he began to avoid her eye contact and tried to escape whenever she entered the room, Fleur knew it was something serious. It was also why she’d currently cornered him in the small kitchen of the Burrow, her gaze narrowed on her brother-in-law. 

“Are you going to tell me vat’s going on? Or are you going to continue to avoid me?” She asked, her tone clear that it would be the first option and not the latter. 

[mothermolly]

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The only thing that Molly ever wanted was for her children to be happy. She didn’t care if they were successful. She didn’t care what they did as long as they were happy and well taken care of. That being said, when her second eldest son decided to suddenly come back around more often, Molly couldn’t argue. She worried about Charlie and his job with the dragons. She worried that he’d get injured. She worried that he was lonely. So, when he came back to England, she was quite chuffed. 

“Do you want a cup of tea, darling?” She asked, not needing to turn around to know that it was one of her children behind her. Molly had developed a sixth sense while they were growing up. She could have her back turned and nine times out of ten, she’d shout at the correct child. Turning around to face Charlie, she caught the expression on his face and her brow furrowed slightly. “What’s the matter, Charlie?” 

[cassius-selwyn]

Callum/Cassius

who steals french fries off the other’s plate

callum. cassius couldn’t care less

who jokingly moves in for the kiss when someone asks if they’re a couple

callum. cassius will gladly push callum into the bushes though if he tries.

who has to bust or bail the other out of jail

cassius bails callum out. both bails and does the arrest. 

who gives the other advice/comfort about dating issues

neither. cassius doesn’t need advice and certainly doesn’t comfort anyone except his sister. 

who shamelessly cheats at games by reaching over to cover the other’s eyes

callum. cassius would play a game idly 

who immediately calls dibs on the top bunk

cassius. demands it rather than thinks it over as an option

who starts and who wins the pillow fights

cassius and cassius

who says “your pants would look better on their floor” to the other’s potential crush

both. when it comes to girls, they are both boys about it

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[chaserkatie]

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“I have beer and takeout is on the way because you know I can cook,” Katie rattled off as she grabbed a couple of beers from her fridge before bringing them back into her living room. She handed one to Charlie before sitting down onto the sofa beside him. Everyone knew that Katie couldn’t cook. Most of the time she lived off of cereal, beer, and instant noodles. The other half of the time, she lived off of whatever Oliver and Cho were willing to whip up for her. She was her father’s daughter. The brunette popped the top off of her drink, before muttering, “Plus I have no reasoning to kill you. Yet.” She was only teasing. 

Katie took a long swig from the drink in her hand, before asking, “How are you? How are the dragons? Are you all right after everything that happened during the gala?” 

[harrietfawley]

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As a veela, Harriet worked hard to control her emotions and keep them in check. She worked hard to make sure that she wasn’t influencing anyone who was around her. It was a delicate balance and she’d learned it from early on. Unfortunately, pregnancy and her hormones seemed to throw it all out of whack. The morning sickness had finally gone away when she reached her second trimester, but her mood swings had stuck around. There were times when she’d be completely normal and she’d be fooled. In the next moment, she’d be crying at the littlest thing or irrationally angry at the next. Right now - she was fuming. When Michael confronted her in the compartment, Harriet hadn’t taken his words to heart. The more she thought about them, though, the more they bothered her. When she recalled seeing Charlie with Lisa at the Midsummer Celebration, that was the straw that broke the camel’s back. 

“Is it true?” She asked Charlie, her arms crossed over her chest and her expression nothing less than pissed. Harriet glared at him, her anger blinding due to her hormones. If he gave her five minutes, she’d probably be crying next. “Did you fuck her?” 

[harrietfawley]

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The last appointment that Harriet had gone to had just been to check in with the healer regarding her symptoms. To make sure that she was taking the correct potions and keeping away from anything that could harm the baby. She’d gone alone because she was afraid of being seen with Charlie. She was afraid of the gossip. She was afraid that something would be done in retaliation to Charlie. Today she had an appointment to check on the baby. To make sure that it was growing properly. To hear the heartbeat and Harriet was panicking. However, she was quite sure that Charlie was panicking worse than she was. 

After a lengthy conversation, she managed to convince the healer to come to her apartment for the appointment. The magic could be performed anywhere. It was safer for the baby if they stayed out of the public eye. At least until they figured out what was going to happen. Harriet squeezed Charlie’s hand as the healer arrived by floo in her flat. The healer introduced herself and asked a couple of questions, before beginning the exam. She muttered a couple of incantations and wrote down her findings, before performing the spell that showed not one but two small orbs of light just over her abdomen. There were faint flutterings and the healer’s brows shot into her hairline as she wrote down the finding before clearing her throat. 

“This is interesting. Ms. Fawley, Mr. Weasley, there are two magical signatures. Two heartbeats. You’re expecting twins, congratulations.” 

[harrietfawley]

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Harriet did everything in her power to keep a low profile after the chaos at the Midsummer celebration. The news in the prophet made her sick to her stomach. There had been a time when she would have reveled in the chaos. When she would have killed to be one of the people who had the chance to break in Azkaban and break out the inmates. When she would have given anything to be part of the action. Now - all she could think about was Charlie. One of the people that had been taken was his father. She felt like she was at a crossroads. How could she stand with a group who targeted someone she loved? The people that he loved? 

It took a few days before Harriet realized that it wasn’t only the Prophet that made her sick to her stomach. Between the veela in her blood and the magic, it was rare that she got sick. She found herself at another crossroads when she finally found a healer who confirmed what she feared the most. She couldn’t do it. She couldn’t handle this. 

When she found Charlie at her door, she wondered if he already knew. How could he know when she still hadn’t admitted it to herself? Harriet pulled him into her flat, deciding not to give the corridor another show. “We need to talk,” she started, fumbling over her words. Her usual eloquence out the window. “I’m-” She paused, stopping herself before she made a mistake. Maybe he was here for another reason. “Why are you here?”