Feb 11, 2008 19:56
*slips out on to one of the balconies, feeling the need for some air* *smiles when she catches sight of Charlie leaning against the stone parapet* *makes her way through the other masked ball goers mingling about to sidle up next to him*
Got a light?
masquerade ball,
charlie
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*gives her a once over, her hair obviously charmed darker and in the dim light of the balcony, it looked stunning, making Charlie realise for not the first time that she was no longer a child* *blows the flame out, grinning at her* *slides his arm around her, giving her a tight hug* Gwen sees us together she'll have my arse for sure.
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*looks around behind her, curious* Who is your escort, Gin? Come stag?
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*smiles as he glances round behind her* Haven’t one. *looks slightly sheepish* I, uh, snuck in with Harry.
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*nods, not phased by that, Ginny always had been resourceful* How'd that go? You two getting along?
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*shrugs* As well as can be expected. We both made it into the party in one piece, didn’t we? *smiles somewhat wryly* And the answer to that is yes, by the way. *shrugs again at his second question* About the same, I guess.
*thinks that maybe things might be better between she and Harry after tonight* *eventually*
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*looks her over* It seems that way. All in one piece and you still are the prettiest witch here. *curiously* So, he gets you in the door but won't keep you on the dance floor? *grins, reaching out for her hand* C'mon. Come entertain me.
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*feels herself blush at his compliment* Something like that. *is surprised when he takes her hand* Entertain you? *grins as he pulls her across the balcony back toward the party* Am I to juggle chocolate parfaits for your amusement then?
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*looks down at her with a warm, playful smile* *he guessed at that moment they both recalled the twins and a similar event over the kitchen table at the Burrow with cream and fruit ending up everywhere* Figure out how to pull that off did you? *edges closer to the dance floor, getting into position rather obviously* Tell me you won't dance with your big brother?
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*lets out a laugh as Charlie stands just off the dance floor, holding his arms at the ready* I won’t dance with my big brother. *steps up to him, placing her hands into each of his* Only I will. *smiles brightly* Thank you, Charlie.
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