The next week was filled with packing, unpacking, observing dragons, introducing Baby to the others, trying not to step on toes, and trying to get some sleep. I starting sleeping at Charlie’s since that’s where I was going to be living. The cottage was empty of all of my items. With everything that I was going I didn’t have time to think about my father or my possible brother/sister. They were far from my mind.

Charlie and I were becoming more serious at work, but more playful at home. Mrs. Weasley was overjoyed to have learned Charlie and mines relationship had escalated. She had invited us to have dinner with her and Arthur later that week. Charlie tried to get out of it, but he knew I wanted to go so he sucked it up for me.

While sitting at dinner Molly asked me a series of questions in order to get to know me better.

“So Izzy dear, what are your plans for a career or are you going to be a stay at home wife?” Her smile was grew bigger at the thought of Charlie and I getting married.

“Well, I was thinking of applying to be a teacher at Hogwarts. I was pretty good at transfiguration when I was in school.” Charlie and I had been talking about taking a visit to Hogwarts within the month to see if I would get hired.

“That’s great dear!” Molly got up from the table and went to get the cake she baked.

“You were raised by Muggles right Izzy?” Arthur asked with excitement in his voice.

“Yes sir!” I giggled a little. I knew this was coming.

“What’s the biggest difference, besides magic, between our house and your muggle home?” He asked chewing his cake.

“I would have to say the use of the TV. At my mom’s house the TV is on almost 24/7. Even if nothing exciting is on we find something to watch.”

“Fascinating! And you set up TV’s yourself?”

“Yes. It’s not really hard at all, unless you have digital satellite then you have to program the channels, but other than that it’s pretty simple!”

“You will have to show me some time dear!” He smiled at me.

The rest of dinner was spent laughing and talking about childhood pastimes. Molly pulled out pictures of Charlie as a baby and his face turned bright red. Him and Bill seemed to be inseparable as children. Molly smiled lovingly at all of the pictures of her children. I wondered if my mom ever did that.

“Well Mum, Dad, it was a wonderful dinner! Thank you for inviting us.” Charlie was ready to leave and get to bed.

Everyone hugged and said their goodbyes. Molly held me close and stroked my hair as if I were one of her own. Arthur gave me a gentle hug and smile. I took Charlie’s hand and waved bye.

At home Charlie and I laid on the bed still fully dressed.

“I’m so stuffed.” Said Charlie.

“I look pregnant!” I said poking my protruding belly. “I just couldn’t stop eating! It was so good!”

“I know! Mum always makes great food.” He sounded so monotone from the food coma he was in.

Charlie got off the bed and began taking my shoes off. I playfully put my foot on his face and he gave me a funny look.

“How would you like it if I put my feet on your face?” He asked.

“Well, considering I’ve been your poor beat up feet, I would probably push them away.”

“Yeah, if it were my feet I’d do the same.” He laughed.

I finally decided to get up and put some comfy clothes on. I walked over to the drawer with my jammies in them and opened it. I felt hands wrap around me and a kiss on the top of my head. I closed my eyes and smiled. I felt Charlie remove hair from my neck and began to kiss from my neck down to my shoulders. I turned around and kissed him passionately.

Feeling his lips move in sync with mine set chills down my spine. I let out a small moan of pleasure. Charlie picked my up and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He carried me over to the bed and laid me down. I bit his bottom lip and Charlie gasped. I removed his shirt and ran my hands all around his torso. His hands slid slowing under my shirt teasing me until he removed it.

Little by little our clothes seemed to be coming off and our breath became heavier. I let the pleasure and ecstasy take control.

“I love you so much Sweetheart.” Moaned Charlie.

I kissed him lovingly as our love making came to an end. We laid in each others arms and whispered sweet and gentle things to each other.

Charlie was everything I could have asked for in a man. He was my best friend, my boyfriend, and my lover. Though we only knew each other for a little more than a month I knew I wanted to be with him for as long as possible. I loved him and nothing was going to change that.