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Charlie raised a brow. “That bad?”
“Depends,” she said, already stepping back toward the garden. “Come see for yourself.”
Charlie followed, stretching out sore muscles as he walked. The weight of travel was still on him, the exhaustion of long-distance Apparition clinging like smoke. He wasn’t expecting to see anyone besides his usual crowd of siblings and whatever poor soul had gotten roped into a Weasley summer. But when he stepped into the backyard, his feet stilled.
There, in the grass, was Harry Potter.
Not the Harry Potter, not the legend, not the boy he’d seen in newspapers and stories. Just… Harry. Sitting cross-legged in the sun, barefoot, head tilted back, talking with Ron and Hermione while absently scratching his fingers through the grass.
And Charlie felt something tighten in his chest.
Series
- Part 1 of Rare Pairs