6

7th Year

"Oh hi there Mr Quiddich Captain" Ashlynn teased on the morning of the first Gryffindor quidditch match of the year.

"Morning love" Charlie replied with a boy-ish grin lighting up the room.

"Ready to smash Slytherin?" Tonks asked as she and Ashlynn joined him at the Gryffindor table, flanking Charlie and helping themselves to breakfast.

"Always!" Cheered the rest of the team who were all sitting nearby, causing a few skittish first year Ravenclaws behind them to jump in surprise.

"Cheer for me?" Charlie asked his two best friends who both simply smiled and nodded in reply.

Charlie opened his kitbag under the table and pulled out two items, he grinned as he wound a Gryffindor scarf loosely around Tonks neck in between spoonfuls of her porridge, skilfully dodging the gooey substance to keep the red and gold scarf clean.

"Do I have to wear such horrid colours?" She fake whined and teased him with a side hug.

Used to her antics over the past six and a bit years as best friends he simply rolled his eyes and turned to Ashlynn with a gulp. Her dark gold hair was glittering in the morning sun, her rosy lips smiled at him and she gazed into his eyes waiting to receive the item he had chosen for her.

"Would you… would you mind wearing this for me love?" he asked with so much hope and vulnerability in his eyes she could not have said no even if she had wanted to. Realistically she would have worn whatever he wanted to the game anyway, she just wanted his first game as the team's captain to go well.

"Whatever you want oh mighty captain" she teased and her ensuing giggles were muffled by the red and gold fabric as he plopped it haphazardly over her head. She pushed her arms through and realised that it was the same jersey he had lent her on their first ever prefect rounds two years ago when she was shivering in the astronomy tower.

She smiled at the memories as she looked down at the jersey before turning that smile up at him and giving him a quick kiss on the cheek.

His grin made him look like the Cheshire cat but before he could respond, or any of his team mates could start to tease him, they were called by Professor McGonagall telling them it was time to head down to the pitch. Dazed and utterly speechless, his dorm mate and team mate Kenny pulled him up by the arm and dragged him off to the pitch, leaving behind the tinkling sound of giggles and the sweet, floral scent of her perfume.

…

Gryffindor smashed Slytherin in the opening game 270 - 90 with their captain catching the snitch after only two hours of fast paced play.

The party in the Gryffindor common room was in full swing when Tonks, Ashlynn and their fellow Hufflepuffs arrived with a few crates of butterbeer and a large bottle of firewhiskey. Charlie was dancing on a table piled on top of another table in front of the fire to a tune blaring from the wizarding wireless with a paper crown on his head and an empty glass in his hand.

"Ladies!" He exclaimed excitedly over all the noise, leaping from the tower of tables over the heads of the twins and a few other second years dancing around their glorious captain and landing unsteadily in front of the newly arrived party goers. "You came!"

"And we brought firewhiskey" Ashlynn added, pushing the heavy bottle marked with a phoenix into his hands as she kissed him on the cheek, still wearing his old team jersey.

"Hey Ashlynn, give us a hand?" Jake called across the room from near the wireless.

"She's still wearing it…" Charlie choked out, watching her hips sway as she walked away in his jersey, the name Weasley bared proudly across her shoulders beneath her messy bun.

"She thought it would make you happy. Plus you guys did win so why wouldn't she want to wear it?" Tonks grabbed the firewhiskey bottle back from her best friend, unscrewed the lid, took a large swig and then filled his empty glass to the brim. "Drink that before you do something stupid and can't even blame it on the booze."

A few hours later, after the younger years had all been sent to bed, there was a loud cheer from across the room where Jake and Ashlynn had been holed up. Suddenly the room filled with the beat of MC Hammer's U Can't Touch This at which all of the half blood and muggle born witches and wizards in the room squealed and cheered in delight before leaping into the middle of the room to dance, Ashlynn and Jake at the very centre of the mayhem.

Mesmerised once again by her abilities, Charlie strode across the room towards her. She had shushed him and sent him away as she tried to stay focused telling him to come back later every time he'd tried to approach her earlier in the evening when she and Jake were fiddling with her Walkman and the wireless. Now though, now that she had achieved what she wanted, he was going to finally get a shot at what he had wanted for seven years.

When he was almost close enough to reach out and touch her his feet became stuck to the floor in shock. A muggleborn Hufflepuff lad named Liam Perry had grabbed Ashlynn by the waist and was snogging her right in the middle of the dance floor. Memories of last New Years Eve flooded his mind as he turned away, frantically searching for a drink to drown his sorrows in again.

"Oh hello Charlie" a soft voice wafted into his ears as someone collided with his chest. Gina Blue was a sixth year Gryffindor and was giving him a very flirty look.

Before he could think too much, he ran his hand behind her neck and brushed his lips invitingly across hers. She kissed him back heatedly, wrapping her petite arms around his neck and when they broke the kiss to catch their breath he heard her whisper in his ear

"Take me upstairs Captain."

and without another word from her he grabbed her wrist and pulled her up the boys dorm stairs. Her hands were undressing him before they even made it to his doorway and when they finally stumbled through the door to shed their undone clothes they were both panting with desire.

His lust filled eyes roamed over her naked torso where she stood in only a pair of simple red silk panties. He growled at the sight, his inner lion prowling in anticipation, and tossed her gently onto his bed before pulling the red silk swiftly off her. He trailed kisses back up the insides of her legs from her ankles to her thighs before biting gently on the soft, milky flesh at the top of her right thigh, leaving a love bite in his wake. Her breath came in hot, little pants as she lay spread open before him, his tongue slipped between her folds and his lips brushed her engorged clit. She was soaking wet already so he quickly inserted a pair of fingers into her, curling them and stroking her insides until she gasped in pleasure when he found the right spot.

With his fingers inside her and his tongue exploring her sensitive nub it wasn't long before her hands fisted in his sheets and her screams echoed through the room. Kissing his way up her body he pulled her onto his chest and held her as she shook, coming down from such an intense high. As her breathing evened out he looked down to see a pile of messy blond hair laying on his chest and his heart tightened knowing that this was not the messy blond he wanted. He quickly gathered and handed her her clothes, guiding her back out the door with thoroughly mussed up hair and a very satisfied smile.

In that very moment he vowed never to be with a blond girl again unless it was the one he loved.

…

As the term wore on, Liam and Ashlynn dated. He showered her with gifts and affection but she just wasn't interested in a boyfriend right now, her previous experiences having put her off considerably so it came as no surprise to her friends when they stopped seeing Liam around so much. He'd give a friendly wave now and then and make small talk if they bumped into each other in the corridors but it was clear to the whole school that he and Ashlynn were no longer a couple.

Her rounds this year were still with Charlie but they had been switched to Friday nights, in the hope that the seventh year prefects could better discourage the Friday night peak in amorous activities than the younger years could. At the end of a very long set of rounds in early December, during which the pair had found six couples in broom cupboards, four in abandoned classrooms, two up the astronomy tower and one in a secret passageway, Charlie and Ashlynn were leaning against an open window breathing in the smell of fresh snow. With a shared mischievous look into each other's eyes the two best friends darted out the main doors and into the starry night, the pair laughing freely as they ran through the fresh powder and threw snowballs at one another.

With a strong shove Ashlynn managed to topple Charlie over into the snow, landing on top of him with a fresh bout of giggles.

"Move your arms like this" she instructed through her laughter "it's called a snow angel."

Charlie of course knew what a snow angel was but there was no chance he would be telling her that right now. He revelled in the feel of her body on top of his as she lay across him. The swishing of her hair hypnotised him as it tangled more and more with each new flurry of snowflakes. Once she was finally satisfied enough that their snow angel was finished and released his arms she propped herself up on his chest before he flipped them over and started a playful mock wrestling match. Trapped underneath him with her wrists caught loosely in his hands she wriggled and writhed against him trying to work her way free, her smile brighter than the full moon and her laughter ringing through the cold night air.

Charlie's eyes darkened with lust at every wriggle she made against him, her back arching and her curves moving against his body in ways he'd only ever dreamed of before. Suddenly she lifted her head and placed a hot kiss on his snow tipped nose, taking advantage of his moment of shock she flipped them over and jumped up sprinting away through the ankle deep snow. He recovered more quickly than he would have expected and chased after her, tackling her to the ground but twisting them as they fell so that she landed softly on top of him again before they continued their play-fight.

After twenty minutes rolling about in the snow they were both soaked through and freezing with wide grins and sparkling eyes. Casting warming and drying charms on each other they re-entered the entrance hall as quietly as they could and made a beeline for the prefect office to fill out their report for rounds. It appeared however that someone had left the light on in there by accident.

"Oh hello you two!" The charming voice of Slytherin head boy Scott Dunshee greeted warmly "Face trouble on rounds today?"

"Oh, um yeah we're just here to fill out the report" Charlie supplied.

"Ah. I'm just going over the rota again, turns out the Ravenclaw fifth years have had a falling out with their Hufflepuff counterparts. They are not working well together in rounds at all." Scott explained and this seemed to be the end of the conversation until the pair of best friends were ready to leave.

"Well, I'm done for the night" announced Scott as he stood up "I'll walk you down to your common room on my way back to Slytherin's if you would like Ashlynn?"

Before Charlie could object she had agreed, since it was on the way, hugged Charlie goodnight and headed off down the stairs shoulder to shoulder with the charming and successful Head Boy.

…

Scott just so happened to be working in the office every Friday night after that, coming up with one reason or another to be there and just so happened to finish when Ashlynn was ready to go so he could offer to accompany her back to her common room each week. They had become very close in those few weeks, and he now knew more about her than anyone else outside the trio of best friends.

"I've really enjoyed spending time with you Ash" Scott said, his voice peaceful and true on the last Friday before they broke up for the Christmas holidays "I got you a gift for Christmas. We all go home for the holidays tomorrow so, if you don't mind, I'd like to give you it now?"

He pressed a gift wrapped in yellow paper (for her house) and tied with a turquoise ribbon (her favourite colour) into her palm.

With a large warm smile she carefully untied the ribbon and opened the paper to find a book on Ada Lovelace, a muggle female scientist whose work helped to write the first ever computer code a hundred years later and who lived in a time when women couldn't easily become scientists.

"How did you…" Ashlynn trailed off in wonder, gazing back and forth between the muggle book and the pureblood Slytherin boy in front of her.

"I did some research" he shrugged in an attempt to appear nonchalant "you like it, right?"

At his nervous tone she wrapped him in a huge hug and thanked him profusely before he bid her goodnight with a chuffed smile and headed back to the other side of the dungeons.

On the train the next day she read the entire book, curled up in her own little world with her Walkman blaring and her head rested up against the train window. She didn't even notice the fact that Charlie stared at her lovingly for the entire journey, he too was ignorant to the world around.

...

Boxing day arrived with a series of loud pop sounds as the Weasleys and Tonks' apparated to Bird Farm, the home of Ashlynn's family. They all knew that the holidays would be tough this year without her Grandmother but having the love of their friends (and the noise from all the Weasley children) around them helped.

"Welcome, welcome" Mrs Bird called jovially as she ran across the garden to the gate at the edge of the field they had apparated into.

Their guests had arrived in pairs, Molly with Ginny, Arthur with Ron, Bill and Charlie with a twin each and Andromeda with Percy. Tonks apparated on her own and promptly fell over into the mud to howling laughter from the twins and Charlie. Before she could chase after them though she was swamped by the warm embrace of Mrs Bird.

"It's so wonderful to see you all again" she greeted each new arrival with a firm hug and showed them back to the house "You have a wonderful son Molly, and you a wonderful daughter Andromeda. We would have never got back on our feet this summer if it weren't for those two angels."

Before anyone had the chance to tear up they were bustled into the farmhouse's kitchen where the smells of roast turkey and stuffing made everyone's stomach growl.

Mr Bird had been experimenting with muggle cocktails, after he had taken his wife to a fancy bar in Cardiff for her birthday, and was very excited to show off his new drink mixing skills. That was why five hours later Ashlynn's twin brothers (Harry and Ben) were outside entertaining the younger Weasleys with muggle games while Ashlynn, Tonks, Charlie, Bill and the grown ups sat around the fire in the farmhouse den giggling, hiccuping and telling more and more outrageous tales and inappropriate jokes with each minute.

"You'll stay the night yes?" Mrs Bird slurred to her guests around midnight when Harry and Ben brought the youngest Weasleys back inside, carrying an already sleeping Ginny and Ron each in their arms. "It's not safe to travel like this."

"Only if you're sure" Molly replied, hiccuping and already getting a little handsy with Arthur on the sofa like they were teenagers again themselves.

"Of course!" Mrs Bird cried as she tried to stand and promptly fell back over into the lap of her own husband.

"We'll get the rooms ready Mum" Ashlynn laughed "we've definitely had less to drink than you lot."

Trudging up the stairs after her brothers, Ashlynn found that they'd already laid Ginny in her bed and continuing down the corridor she saw her brothers quietly closing their own room door, on the other side of which they had piled their mattresses and blankets on the floor where the four youngest Weasley boys were already sleeping in a tangled mess of lanky limbs, exhausted from all the muggle sports they'd been playing. They set up the guest room for Molly and Arthur with fresh sheets and made up the day bed in the study ready for Andromeda. Finally the five of them sleepily trudged back downstairs, each with an armful of pillows and blankets ready to collapse all together in a heap on the floor by the fireplace.

…

That night Charlie dreamt of her. His hands roamed her sensuous figure as her curls blew around her face in a soft breeze. He took his time to reverently kiss her rosy lips just to find out how soft they were against his own. Her perfume filled his senses and his ears filled with the sounds of her breathing, sleepy and shallow against his cheek. He marvelled at the lexicon of arousing sounds she made as he kissed her passionately, the little whimpers, mewls and moans that escaped her lips as the feel of his rough fingers curled and moving inside her. He adored how she tasted as she came, lapping up her sweet honey that she generously provided for him and how her whole body quaked and shook under the weight of her crashing orgasms at the work of his hands. In his dream he truly made her happy in every sense of the word as the dream Ashlynn whispered her love for him and he returned the three wonderful words.

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Author's Note

So that's my last update for today, but do not fret!

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