fic: on the surface it stings (charles zabini)
notes: this is for noor and it's not for christmas. it's for, uh, the third day of winter. because winter is pretty freaking important, okay. you asked for a charles follow-up and well, here it is. (this is a companion piece to the rest of your nights with the light on, that bullshit fic i apparently wrote for the-ass-fest. i'll make a post about
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Darrrlinng, I always say this but you are truly truly the silliest person I have ever met because this is not what you do for me - you do not take notice of my inane comments ever okay, otherwise you shall go crazy before your time :)
Have I told you Charles is perfect, because he truly is. Scrap that, you're the perfect one. Oh fuck, this is part of your plan isn't it? - To get me all sappy so I tell you all my secrets about how much I love you.
Not gonna happen. Not at all. Never.
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"Sixteen and Amelia fucking Hangstar happens." and "we were there for him when you weren’t, you don’t deserve it," and "that’s all Charles was ever asking for,"
THIS FUCKING BROMANCE dude, it shall kill me. Bittersweet from Charles' POV. (Because of dickface Albus, and if his life didn't revolve around all his Pottershite, he'd maybe realise that Charles is a fucking legend.)
Your Albus is also the best Albus. No one else should write him to be quite honest.
You are also the best.
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