Charlie opened his eyes slowly, first noticing the redhead curled up beside him, with one arm flung arcoss his chest.
He smiled and gently brushed some of Bianca's hair out of her face. He kissed her forehead lightly before slipping out of bed. She looks so content...He pulled on a pair of pajama pants (it wouldn't do to have Lewis see him
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"Mornin'," she mumbled, rubbing her eye a little bit.
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"I've got breakfast!"
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"Did you sleep okay?"
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"Those pancakes are making me hungry."
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"Then eat, silly," he teased. "I didn't slave away making them so we could look at them."
He chuckled and picked up his fork.
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"It is really good, though. Really good." She thought a moment. "I was wondering why visions of flour and sticks of butter were floating through my jumbled dreaming."
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"I, uh, find the cooking habits of Muggles so fascinating that I just had to try. My dad rubbed off on me, I guess."
He smiled. "I'm glad you like it. You looked so peaceful, I almost didn't want to wake you up. But I suppose you'll forgive me?" he joked, batting his eyelashes at her.
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"Yes, I forgive you, at least for today," she raised her eyebrows innocently. "I'll have to return the favor some day."
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"Mmm, I can't wait," he replied. "I'm sure it will be much better than my breakfast."
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She inched closer and batted her eyelashes against his cheek.
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He grinned back at her.
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She dumped her plate on top of his and kissed him lightly. "I'll wash the dishes."
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He smiled. "How does that sound?"
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She tugged at the dishes. "How about I wash and you dry?"
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He picked it up and turned to look at her. "See you in the kitchen?"
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