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few days ago, I believe that two people from around here, I told them in the Christmas post I should have put more corny (or ribbons, as the English say) but I left for the post of HAPPY NEW YEAR!

Well, here I am ... feeling the discomfort in the stomach and that gives me breathing paused when anyor open a bit my coranzoncito people. What I can tell? I'm not one who talks about herself and less of what you feel.

So ... this is costing. I guess I just tell them I love them a lot, before writing, which was of the activities I liked to do. It was an activity arrestor and entertaining, but very lonely. Now, having known these places and you, the writing, reading ... a love story (the way you get) was something done in the company, which connects me to people and that in a way, it makes me feel close to you because from them I have toociéndolas and accompanying them (as you have done to me) what little I could.

It has been a very good year for me in this area, next year comes with challenges for me, but thanks to you and that I can make you more front and I hope that you and yours, the year is positive and hopeful as they deserve.

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few days ago, nell_charentes gave me three options ... three things, I think that my Clio and Drabble to make her a Merry Christmas!! But, as she is a muse who likes to do what he wants ... it ended up making a Oneshot, and here it is!

Vacation

was sick. Sick and tired. Wearinglonger than I wanted to remember in this work and, having done so much to go on missions around the world, according to them, only he could play Was not fair to have some rest?

" No," he said quietly, " No, for them not just ." He had been half an hour, maybe more, sitting on the sidewalk in front of the "Maghreb Bank." The most valuable on the planet but at the same time, he must have the worst front of all. Along with the surrounding skyscrapers and cada again, seemed to drown, he remained the same: Only four stories tall, gothic architecture, reminiscent of a church or castle worked with a building. The dark rocks of its walls moldy, dusty windows and nobody even approached the double wooden doors with damp patches. Even the graffiti on the facade were beautiful: just words with no relevance or color, too, seemed old.

common humans thought it was a building without using at least fifty years, and had not shot down because it was "heritage." Quienes were those who were in charge of that building, but not to worry much to be in good condition the outside, they were more interested in not letting the space to be used by anyone who wanted the place.

Al (as he called himself), looked at the "Bank" among the people walking on both sidewalks and street cars. He was sitting right next to the stairs of a building full of offices important to humans. Although he was invisible, had a small barrier (like all jinn to respect) for humans to not collide with it.

respiracióny gave a rose to walk among people, even invisible, to where he should go. Somehow she managed to, though he was almost in a straight line, hitting anyone or anything still seems Ely (most of the time) that the human order in this place is not broke , a.

smiled at the thought that soon this building the bank would be suspicious and would end up being torn down after the "tenants" were changed, along with all the relics of countries , s. Then he shook his apatíay to a suddentino access bodily weakness. No, better not be soon. Did not want to deal with all that entailed moving from place the things (by telling of some form) that was there and also to another place " Cave of treasures & rdquo ; .

was just outside the door with glasses full of radios but not broken, it opened. He entered and found the darkness and welcome. If light, it would have been surprised and perhaps fear. But this blackness that no one could fathom, he went to warm.

& mdash; Mr. Al, "said the voice of being confined to the cave in the ancient language of the jinn .

- Fattah, how have you been? He asked with ease and in the same dialect, as if talking to someone beside him, not with a thick, manly voice that seemed to echo in his ears.

walked for several minutes. Always the case. I could go back and forth, right, left, returned and always ended up going to where he was expected. It seemed that wherever in this site, use whatever came razóndtime walking away from that address.

As the only entertainment in the thought objects he had brought for so many years of work for Wizards of the Cave. Each one of them, and some of their stories, looked like a light haze in his head, without thinking or remembering too much at one. In addition, expected to respond Fattah and heard his footsteps on the floor strangely acute he could not see, but I felt very regular.

without a body protector it was, and was not, that construction, he kept quiet and that made it sentir uneasiness after several minutes. Fattah was one of the most powerful ghul much older times those in which Al appeared in the world. However, Fattah had been caught by one of the Wizards and linked to the "Cave of treasures " for so long that, at the time, had lost a lot of personality ever had. It just seemed to be, increasingly, for what it is needed as the dwelling and site defense.

Fattah Not that he remembered, that of three centuries ago, was to be m & amp; aacute; s friendly and pleasant to be with. What happened was that Al had been trapped and connected tambiéna an object for some centuries. In those years, the vast majority was locked ... and no, after living it, not a single ally wanted to be on the verge of losing his own personality.

closed his eyes, though he could not see anything, and scolded: " No, here you go again ." But I could not avoid. When remembered, always had to take a moment to feel gratitude and yet, although more mild, melancholy &; Iacute; to remember he opened his chest.

If your Badry, when he inherited from his former master before he died, he had not finished wishing him probably be one of the secret chambers of the cave, unconscious the ring. Or, outside, playing tricks on humans. He was not of those who were kind to them before he was locked up, but neither was particularly cruel ...

However, what he appreciated was that after it, and l would never be the one that was before being connected to the ring. Might have lost its powerto be a servant again, but had a margin of accióny also thank Badry was more complete as a living, you might say.

Seen from that perspective, had not been too bad. Badry marry as she wanted, when he was not supposed to, and to have a child because of her offspring had been worthwhile. And so on believing, even to finish as a slave of Wizards of the cave after Badry was killed in his old age, ending his desire, and the Wizards couldadminister punishment.

And knowing the kind of punishment they could give, he had gone too well.

With a mission to find, connect and bring that to the wildest place ifrits much of the world had known that his life was the best that could be . Well, he loved to have been endangered more times than he already had, but hey! It was the most complete of jinn, the only wizard who could also be for humanity that a & uacute, n kept from the years when he was Badry husband ... or the only one that was not confined to a cave.

And right after it and remember everything that had arisen in his life thanks to this woman (it was incredible that even he felt overwhelmed by that), he that he was against the Wizards of the Cave.

were two, apparently a woman and a man ... or chose such form, as he preferred the male after Badry choose him as husband.

addition, no sabíamuch of them. It was said that one was a great human sorcerer he could somehow harness the power of a marid in your body and thus become immortal. The other was a marid fledged had managed to have magic as wizards and at one of the few always friendly with humans, had ended by allying with the other. What was always presented as male or female? You really were a couple? Why were held in the Cave, and, before any remember, were instituted as judges jinn? In these and many other questions have no & amp; iacute; to answer, because the Wizards never answer them.

This hobby not only answering questions evasively, made him grumpy. Besides the fact that whenever he left the cave, in his mind but could not remember the words of the two voices, one male and one female. Nothing on the site, how they looked, even the intonation of his words. Very unfair, more because I knew they saw him, everything about him, even from before being in his presence.

Therefore, the only view, Sinti & oacute; and returned to his person the apathy that had calmed down a bit.

After the last mission (where ifrit was a marid that had gone mad), and have lasted so long and link it, while leaving the ifrit rather than destroyed, many humans dead or shattered lives ... they needed vacation, their mysterious messages that were not helpful when fighting and all that his life that nothing but "mission, pending no less than three days if not a serious injury Masy prolonged, new misi & oacute; n ". What would you do with that time for themselves? No matter, I just wanted, and knew he had won.

But before asking some time out of his jacket bracelet, gold with magic runes in the language of the desert, they had given to bind the ifrit. are filed.

"Even with more difficulties than expected, here I brought the jinn wanted to imprison.

"I hear and feel resentment in you , "answered the female voice.

"But how clever!" thought sarcastically, " rightly tell us" geniuses "Westerners" ...

-The you are accustomed to visit does not entitle you to take liberties with us, remember, claimed then that he had spoken, as if he had said the words that had just gone through his head.

Just thinking something was monitored m & aacute, s what I thought about what would get involved in your head that way. He controlled his anger and kept talking with all the respect he could:

"Sorry, but I made the mistake of thinking, as you gave me no warning or provided me with some object or magic to that mission, that ifrit was not particularly powerful when it was. So I lasted more than four months in the mission.

"We know. It's good to see that you've fully recovered from injuries before coming here, "said the voice of var ó n.

was about to shout " That's not the point! "but did not. Still, he waited for one of them admonished for having thought.

Several minutes passed in silence, they scolded him and without him I had nothing more to say about the matter. He knew that the Wizards would hear from the human casualties. To have the jinn and that without human suspect its existence, they were happy. As he pushed the other issue that interested him at once, leaving the nerves get into your body:

"I have over three hundred years to fulfill their orders. The vast majority, if not all, have met with great success. In addition, you will agree with me that, except a few like Fattah, a jinn has served continuously for so long to master one has rarely been seen. So I think to ask, respectfully, a decade as a sabbatical, it is fair.

The silence in the place was so big and long, that Al was tempted to leave the assumption her refusal, but did not. Should never leave the presence of free Wizardsthey approve it. It was one of the strange rules of protocol , like "do not ask questions, you will not get clear answers."

"I give you something you want," he finally the female voice, which used to be the most talking.

He realized that, stupidly, those words made him feel illusion, but knew not to expect much from them. They used to be, in its way, tricksters. As good jinn, the end of the day.

-Toma. -and he picked up the Sorcerer's hand seemed woman a ring.

Yes, it was said to see the new object to be connected to a jinn . Another mission . As he had expected. He lowered his shoulders and head, closing his eyes. That physical tiredness, but mental, was attacking him again. I was so tired ...

- What is the mission? -Had to say, as a good slave.

"You will decide," replied the voice of faithmenina. We do not know what will. You're the first jinn that has just enough human to be his own master.

look at rose. Was listening to what he was hearing?

"Your punishment is over. No longer must we bonded, topped the male voice.

Al did not know what was wrong. Trembling, he could hardly see the ring in his hands so that hacíay, noticed the tears in his eyes. It was therefore much excitement in his body, the mind had blocked him and wanted to mourn and cry, And jump and ... had stayed there, petrified, shaking body contain so much feeling in it.

"I ... I ... I did not think ..." she tried to speak, barely able to see them, barely able to even open your mouth and move the tongue, and less, to find the words to express. I knew that tears ran his cheeks, was coming to her neck.

"Besides, I had followed the female voice. We give you permission to see your offspring ...

And he took quiet because he just had to have in mind, the information of hundreds of people who felt so fondly at them only know that existed, that felt hit the ground, your body can not hold more standing of happiness, the tremendous happiness. He began to laugh, mad.

-Ya you can go. But remember, although most have the human soul, you're still a jinn. If you ever do anything against our laws, do not be so lenient with you, "said the male voice and the silence that followed was the most edAt some time so that would make sense.

did not know how long he was laughing, crying, praying, giving thanks there, lying with his head toward the ground. When she finally stand up, he realized that was less than one meter from the front door.

"I've been happy for you," said Fattah, a question that had so long done.

"Thank you, comrade. "He answered, smiling up and painful in his mouth, and a voice still weak.

Al thought he would visitarlo continually to ask questions. Maybe that will help you not to forget himself ... the awareness that this was his first decision as jinn free after more than 800 years in slavery, let him drunk, seeing without seeing the street from him when he opened the door Fattah to fire.

-I will visit, Fattah. "Was his farewell.

"Thank you, Mr. Al

And, as she put the ring on his little finger (as was to use his four Badrynd she had in her hand, and did not want to change.) Was not invisible, walked down the street without direction. No matter that his face something rare disorder to some humans.

Then volveríaa the flying carpet that had been left in the alley where he landed that morning, thinking that would never get a vacation. At that time, just wanted to walk, walk and see and feel the world, because until this seemed to have changed to be more beautiful. A world where he was free, had to be more beautiful ...

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dryadeh , here it is, hope you like it ... and HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

Girls Night

She walked with a grace safe and smooth, with the solemnity in his eye around and the smile on his face of pure satisfaction.

Everyone who saw it knew it was love and mistress of the earth under their feet, heavy and ancestral trees (they moved their arms in thanks to the caress her gently as he passed their sides), the grass caressed his legs at every step and flowers waiting to be beautiful enough for her sweet aroma.

But he saw her approaching, he felt as if a cold liquid will fill your stomach, you do want to vomit while your lungs are deflated, leaving him short of breath at a time.

Nude, soft, pink human ...na supernatural and at the same time. The moonlight streaming through the branches and leaves of the trees seemed to want to touch it and make it glow a little, as her loving eyes until rested in his.

A horrible shudder ran through his body, leaving your skin tingling, as beads of sweat now, the breeze made it feel cold to the bones. Before, if I saw that his eyes rested on him, his body would have revolutionized, yes, but of lust. However, at that time was only terror.

She approached him. At every step he took, mALRI, nodding sonreíay joy to others. Some of them laughed in response ... The bastard! The wave of anger gave him back the ability to move your body, which could thank only a second, because when the gaze of the newcomer fell on him, she stopped pursed sonreíry ; his brow. He knew it was time to try to escape with all his strength or ...

Although his arms were small, the power of their big muscles and pressure with their hooves scraped the they hab vinesIan used to imprison him to a tree, they managed to make a crack in his prison. Before she finished her head closer to its height, the satyr was free and ran as fast as he could.

When he was under the branches of trees, and clear away from the big tree that had bet he felt a surge of joy that made him laugh and run ma ; s faster than ever. But it took two thick roots of the legs, they did fall and took him inexorably dragging along the ground and opened large channels in the earth, to Donof them were.

Among the several times that he turns on the strength of those roots pulled him mercilessly, he could see that they had started to dance around the big tree worship, laughing, jumping and singing really happy, waiting for him too, as just great entertainment.

When he realized, his hands were bleeding painfully from the several times I tried to hold onto something to save and repair before anything else, was stamped the tree again, unable to move. Vines wrapped (with a feeling worse than if they were serpientes) all his limbs and neck.

In the ancient language, newcomer called for calm:

- Girls, Girls! "His arms were raised and slapped a few times in his hands, was enough to make music. Does anyone could tell me why he deserves punishment?

While other would have been so reassuring that it seemed like the leader does not know what happened to him was not. That meant that she was The Dissident, the only one s & amp; oacute; it came one night every six days. The most irascible and soulless ... maybe all of the species.

And he who had laughed to hear from her just days before the big party they had done for his arrival. Now, seeing it, I was sure that many eyes when he gave his jokes, even when half drunk, was more than justified.

For when one of them, the dimples and curly black hair, approached the woman and hugged feared that I would know that all seemed to know howwhat else had happened. What he had tried to make the hair black, was being experienced by the leader in the seconds-long hug. And after that, would not leave unscathed.

the woman's eyes told him (after dispatching the girl affectionately), incredibly, did not the ugliest but most beautifully stunning.

"I see. Did you rape one of my girls?

He would have loved to open the mouth more thanto try to bring a little oxygen to your body ... the other women cried, nodded and angry, but the way it was like a chorus that reached the peak of a tragedy.

But she, the leader looked at him in silence and seriousness.

He knows we will not tolerate that our bodies use. "You knew too? "Came a hand, fingers, thin and soft, your head. He tried to walk away but was unsuccessful. Was surprised that I felt no pain or something terrible when she toco just the yolks and closed his eyes for a moment. Then took his hand as if he had been playing the most disgusting thing she could imagine. I see. Just arrived, but you knew you could not get close to these intentions to us. He thought for a moment watching him, very severe and deep breathing. Seemed to be controlling to do something violent, which made him think the worst that could happen. As hospitality to guests in this forest, we pity you.

other's lament was not heard by him, I felt such happiness & amp; hellip;

- ... only half will be castrato. Forgive your life and your testicles.

- What!? NOOOOO!! -Terror gave voice again, shaking his body back and forth, trying to save.

A satyr without a penis? It was better, more honorable for him to be killed!

The women laughed at the spectacle. They came, they surrounded him and looked eerily bright eyes. LIDer drew a sharp sickle wood from the tree trunk (reaching into this as if it was just water) and wavy hair mass he approached.

"You're the victim, you have the honor.

The cry of horror and pain, laughter and chants were heard all that remained of the forest and reached the other satyrs, who were eating, drinking and pretending that none of the other theirs was being punished. He was to blame. They had understood after three deaths and seven castration, for several a &; About girls, I: could not approach them if they did not want to come closer. He had tried to say and he did not believe them, and it was his fault. Two of them provided by Ely took their bottles, liquor falling through the mouth into the neck.

Shortly thereafter, and using the reasoning that was left in the midst of drunken haze, is remembered lowered to ground level, looking stealthily among the branches above them never! And, ever closer to river.

The sound of his footsteps, music, laughter, songs came to them before ...that women appear among the trees happy, looking, hugging, laughing and playing together with the apparent naivety of some girls. Many of them were thrown into the river of crystal clear water while others, outside, followed the music.

Almost overnight were the case, and the happiest of them was the leader. And they saw them, happy, giving the idea that only well-behaved ...

- Hey! A little liquor would do us no wrong! Cried the leader among much hubbub, staring at one of them and saytelling him to arrive, with sensual movements of fingers.

And all, all the satyrs, of all sizes, shapes and states of intoxication, stood up from around and went toward them, celebrate!

only once every six days, the Dryads were again the same as ever. When it was their leader, and they had to seize.

-o-

She got up from the carpet of green moss and dry on which thereed state, just felt to reach the sun. He left one of the satyrs, the highest and only horns and a ponytail, sleeping there, after great attention both with her those last moments of the night.

had to get away at once and quickly. Without turning to look back, went from one tree to another ... her hair stopped being so long, silky blond, thinning, brightness and color to be almost completely gray. His features were no longer symmetrical and appeared wrinkles around his eyes, lips and forehead, asin the neck. Her breasts were falling and getting fat, waist and hips were full of fat and some stretch marks, her skin was somewhat dry and some veins were more visible ...

It was almost completely transformed when it reached the cabañay sought outside the clothes where he had left. He left the dress as it was, and put on pajamas. After greeting his plants in the greenhouse with large eyes, came home with all the care and silence that had perfected in years of late arrivals weekly and enlisted to bed.

When I looked there:grizzled, paunchy, eyebrows longer than necessary and snoring so loud, she smiled and curled up beside him. Reminded the botanist who did little more than fifty years had met in the woods, which had fallen in love and he had changed his life.

And there, after all these years, five children and eight grandchildren, would be happy to go at night with your own and enjoy for decades as he did, but I knew Ely that life, was his life. Change hundreds of years for that, never regret that.

- ... did not hear you coming, "he said after the alarm woke him at once and she just finished to accommodate him. How was your night girls? Something wild I should know? "He joked.

-No. We talked about the flowers and grandchildren and we delight talking about neighbors.

He looked and saw the young girl who had caught bathing naked in a river, when he was lost in the forest. On seeing her, and remember all their lives togetherdid not care to know that he lied, he had always lied about her absences on Saturday night. Because she always returned, and that was important.

-Get some sleep ... I see girls today.

She nodded and fell asleep instantly, while he was watering the flowers in the greenhouse.

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She was not at the reception. Did not know when he was gone, but as you said Hermione, had to go for something of a case at work. He had given thanks for the information, not knowing at all if he liked or did not tell him.

At dawn that Monday, I would do anything for her. The concern was great, but then was changed to anger, knowing he had been that night on Sat ... and since that time,to something like conmiseracióny sadness, to be a very painful outrage.

Many times I drove around in his head, trying to see again what had happened, understand what had happened wrong, do not feel like a bit of meat a night. I knew that was not, but given the situation, I could not help but be ... outraged and saddened. He had recognized that, naively, had begun to feel or believe that such a relationship (or what would have been) could go somewhere.

smiled wryly, before taking dand again fire whiskey glass to his mouth. Beginning to think that this joke that Ginny, George and he had bad luck with the pairs (instead of saying ... "promiscuous"), was true.

-Tonks is an important case at the moment, "said a sweet voice and a bit distant, just as he lowered the glass.

Luna Lovegood was sitting on the bench beside him, in front of the minibar, in which bartenders and he had two, while others just came and came for their drinks.

Charlie did not know qué say for a moment, so she insisted

-Tonks is not with anyone either.

The redhead frowned. Does this woman was reading my mind or what ...?

-Luna uh, thanks for the info. "Was all he could think to say.

The woman, who looked beautiful even if she had put something like dragonflies in the hair and trim little light, looked to one side and denied as saying "This is a stubborn". Charlie followed the direction where she led the hearing, and met a bewildered Harry tried to do as he was very focused talking with Ron and Hermione.

Luna's voice, which seemed to be armed with patience to make him understand something he had trouble, he said:

-Tonks is Harry's new partner in Auror office, so I know who are not in a great case as she said, because Harry would not be here. I also know, by the reactions she gets when you're out in the talks, somethingover what is believed, happened in Romania. And, by the way the looked for all the wedding, I know it was important to you, Charlie's eyes widened when he heard that and was about to try to wriggle out of it; when the woman's smile and shrug, it somehow managed to reassure, "I just wanted to explain why I came here to tell you that you can make your move. She will not refuse you.

Charlie was about to tell how he had rejected, but I thought it was the time, person, place or even subject to discuss.

-moon, with all due respect ...

"Yes, I know you live in Rumaníay she is a widow with a child and have rarely been seen. "He shrugged again and smiled with a sweetness like no other, while watching back to this direction, towards Harry. I also know that we must dare, and if you dare, things like find a solution.

And the woman got off the stool, a drink made with the remains of a purple-colored drink (which he had not seen his hand) in the musttor, and went to the table where Harry, Ron and Hermione spoke.

Who knows why, the moon could see that Harry came out to dance, and embraced him with a smile and closed eyes, as if flying, instead of always having feet under threat be trampled by him, made him go with the momentum. [1]

-o-

That same day, and after appearing in place even with the glass of whiskeyfire in his hand and dressed in evening dress, was waiting for almost two hours in the lobby of the Ministry of Magic. When he saw out of an elevator to one of the chimneys, went after her and told her so many times tried to head

"I'll stay a few months to educate the new zoo officials on the puppies of the Welsh Green ..., although women had become like a spring to see him and meet his gaze like the horror, took all their caste Weasley and Gryffindor and he went on: "Want to go tea one day? Ah

& iacuC

"Sorry, really sorry ... I was horrible to you, sorry.

Tea was the same day at her house while her mother and Teddy stayed that night with the Weasleys.

Epilogue

Charlie remembered that afternoon, their first date, watching the trees to get around the dance world there, a few meters from the window of his room. This was not the best way to dThe boy insisted on going to see, and Ely Nym had realized that they could talk, be together and not feel bad ...

Then, they were for weeks and, when they realized, as were a couple.

... No, it was not easy, but there, watching the movement of trees, I remembered a lot and realized that Luna had been right. They had managed to find solutions to their problems, but so, learn to live with them. That does not dimmed his love, he finished getting stronger. Nym

is arrebujó to him, hugging him aside and giving her a kiss on his bare chest.

- What do you think? He asked, even though it seemed half asleep.

In everything and in nothing

almost always was the answer I was saying, but at that moment, one of his memories he was more apparent.

"After we made love a second time ... remember when I said you come to think that you should have died in the Battle of Hogwarts."

"Now I'm sure it was not like," I answered, as to give more power to her words and flung one of his legs with hers. Charlie

better settled so that we can pat his back, and went on

"I think it's great not believe it, but what would you say is that I am still more than sure what I said that day: if you had died you would have ended up being a bachelor hermit who thinks that dragons.

-Charlie & MDAsh; Nym rose a bit against it, to see the face. Charlie smiled to see the color of hair he had in that moment that he said "I love you" more than a thousand words she could utter. Nym smiled back, fun-I think it would have been the sexiest bachelor hermit around here ...

They both laughed big laughs while he held her tightly . And followed that humor, while making preparations to go to Hogwarts, the graduation of his son Teddy.

what it was.

MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY NEW YEAR, GALAXY OF SOLES

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afia smooth natural motion, but at the same time intense.

Each time he movíaa around and his hand went through the side of your hip or your arm ... this movement of the other so close, and just be aware of the contact, but reaching the time until your skin to warm and then to more, deeper ...

And that part pure sensation, was the rest. Simply, they were both very good at par with the other. The looks, smiles, conversation. The heat in the body for comfort and safety, and a secret desire that p more ...eando with Charlie Weasley in a cabin far from civilization. And he loved it. Both not only his body wanted to reach over in his mind there was that idea. It was as if he did not remember who she was and her story simply, whatever it was being in that cabin with him.

When the meal was ready realized, to look out the window, that night was day. There, behind the green mountains and snow, the sky a blue color was darker, star, huge and wonderful than I had noticed on other nights. Inside, the yellow light of the fire was lor only kept in the dark place, enough so that they could have served the dishes and go to the coffee table in the room.

Charlie was about to sit beside her on the carpeted floor when she started up again.

"My mother sent me a few weeks ago ..." did not finish telling him, but went to his cupboard, which he left with a bottle almost filled with a brown liquid in light of the fire-

Hope you like elderberry wine to the Weasley. Nym

nodded br &Would be with her.

When Charlie sat down beside her, smiling at the little yellow light, Tonks saw him put the cups in place and open the wine with a spell. When he grabbed the cork with one hand, Tonks had the urge to take it, just to have an excuse to feel the rough skin of the hands of Charlie. He did, but left wanting more. Merlin! Wanting to feel his skin, over your skin!

As Tonks had kept the cork in the hand, not palm it away from him, Charlie gave it despues to meet with his big hand on hers for a second. They smiled at the yellow light of the fire and then he began to serve the two glasses. Finally, with a casual air, moved a little while his glass toward her, as her face.

Tonks did not know what he said, but figured he wanted to be smelled. She did, however, what came to it was the scent which had previously flooded his nose when I hug: the colony of him with his natural odor.

And just kissed him. First it was a caress in the mouth, as if he had waited for what happened: he answered &; Oacute; ... then things flowed in a comfortable and natural as it was huge and beautiful.

The heat coming from inside their bodies and completely surrounded. Increasingly tested their fur, darker and touched and felt another. When they began to undress, there were no second thoughts, there was no criticism, no conscience to tell him to stop. Each saw in the other, and felt in the mouth, and his touch, that was fine and had follow.

"Come," was what he said with a deep voice fromchest, and stroking his face with his breath.

Even before things had been said, almost monosyllabic wondering what she liked, what he wanted, if he was OK some caress ... or had simply said that follow. But that word, that word as he stood up and made up to keep having it embraced, not only made her feel unwanted ...

Tonks was sent to smell the body of Charlie, hear your pulse , respiracióny caress your mouth and tongue and kissing your chest to the neck as they walked into the room, guided by their footstepsand rough hands that caressed her back and exalted the warmth ... I wanted to sink in what's been years since his body was not living, not what he wanted to hear his soul.

It was. Became more than I expected, much more. Not only the pleasure that came, how they both gave and received the other with a naturalness, necessity and warmth without Paragon, but after finishing, he would stay aside to her and kissed and hugged continue that way so soft and sweet that it seemed almost as if he were worshiping.

That was Masy

, thinking that, when he slept with a protective arm still in her stomach, slowly Tonks returned to be herself and she was drowning. For several minutes trying to calm down, saying it was nothing to be invented things. But no, she was sure she was not able to just have sex, and if it was, what had happened between them two was not just sex. Feeling as if he were about to have nausea or shouting, he had Charlie's arm off his body and get up, find their clothes and ... I could not be felt again that may. Not after that feeling was the one who gave the greatest sorrow of his life when he saw the body of Remus at the end of the Battle of Hogwarts. No, no ... I was not ready to match what he felt was coming from Charlie, that more than enough, it was not just sex and friendship.

quickly went to the Inn of the Sun and then, just at daybreak, the Romanian Aurors station to be told what to do and where to stay while in need. He thanked the dispatcher of the place before the evening of Monday, although they had done after winning themmedimago apprehension that he did experiments with babies

muggles.

Tonks would not say again that since she could deal with that kind of people, also could go where Charlie and talk and say goodbye to a more civilized. I did not want to tell her, because she was not a Gryffindor, and, somehow, the thought of seeing him again, made him lose the rhythm of your breath for fear.

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"Borróny new account ..."

"Mom, mom ... Be quiet! Yes? "I said the flamboyant boy of the Rings, with all the security and peace of the world, while Tonks never stopped trying to smooth the suit lapels and were more than ready.

And, at a time, one foot fidgeted and did everything possible not to see hacia the altar, where many red hair stood behind Ron, the red and happy groom.

did not want to see there, because I wanted a stupid way to be close and talk to the owner of certain red hair. At the same he had left sleeping in bed, after removing your stomach hot arm patting it just by being there ... after spending several minutes very intimate kissing to taste it and hear it gasping ...

No. They sent it, closing his eyes. No. None of close, nothing to talk to him. & Amp; iQuest, What kind of person was he? Did not he had left his house at dawn, without saying anything and keeping silent for months that neither owl with a letter saying

"Sorry" was to deign to send? No. Nothing. Would the ceremony, sit, Hermione and Ron veríaa say yes and then invent some of their work and hence would not have to go to the party.

Would running away? Yes, and it was so convinced that not even feel ashamed for that. He had done all sor work of self-bravado this morning, convinced that it was possible that Charlie has not (had not reached several baptisms and births, right?) and if he had been months since ú ; last time she saw him. She may with shame. He did not seem to be of those who make scenes. In addition, the Weasley was treated as always, it seemed that they had not said anything to them ... all fixed.

But, just arrived and he saw in the distance talking to Bill's family, while Victorie playing with her brother in her arms, and nursed her baby Fleur rehundred born, saying something smiling ... yes, I was prepared to shame, but not the desire to go to be with him. "Mom, do you loose? "He told his son, with some fire in the voice. Tonks realized he had closed his eyes and a tight grip on your child for the forearms, trying to cope with their anxiety. Then let go and apologized. He kissed her forehead and went inside, trying to become smaller than it was, as the music and the ceremony begins. Howgrateful to not be a bridesmaid! Hermione had insisted that Ginny Weasley's wives were her maids of honor, by some of the symbolism of the ceremony ... before he felt a little displaced, Hermione was one of the few friends he had ; to but, at the time, thanked him with all my heart.

Because, while a few meters away, I could feel that Charlie was looking, found it sideways and lowered his head again. Although not see him anymore, was certain: He just took his eyes off her, but did not know how I was seeing ... seriouslyI had to flee from there ...

And in a box inside of it with pictures of eagles ...

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Tonks had kept his mouth open and arms folded in front of the camera and ominous, it had taken a big blow for the force that Charlie had to throw it in the face.

not understand what the hell had happened.

He paced the room, not caring at all try to be careful with their limbs. If I bumped into something and it broke? What matter? Charlie yes ten & iacutee; to stick well to be able to use the Repair .

Tonks dropped into a chair, still with his arms crossed and in the midst of a snort. For once, had not collided with anything. Bah ... Tonks stood there, sitting very straight, gritting his teeth and waving frantically foot.

But after several minutes of angry indignation, Charlie said he might not deserve all its fury. At the end of the day, he had saved at least a good charred.

Or so she understood. All you remember con clarity, he was fleeing from the dragon, going where Charlie had said ending the territory of the female to leave her alone. However, in a moment he thought he heard another flutter from one side and a scream of red. When he realized he felt heat coming towards her from two sides with a mighty roar in the background, while almost suffocating embrace, we walked around the trunk from the back (one arm pressed her waist, another across her chest to shoulder), followed by the unmistakable feeling that the disappearance led to a joint.

did not know where he had appeared, porque fell to the ground from a height of three feet, after the hug the left at the mercy of fríoy she continue to exercise control of his broom.

was accommodating to his feet, when a large hand grabbed his wrist and lifted it easily. After her feet, Charlie had been on a par with her firm grip on the broom in one hand, seeing the floor and breathing hard, in a move that moved all his strong torso.

Tonks had removed some dirt from clothes, as he said, his voice somewhat insecure, full aun a restlessness that gradually remitted:

- Ugh! For a little! Thanks for the ransom, Charlie! Very Gryffindor of you.

The metamorfomaga, sitting in the room and recalling the facts, said he had simply tried to calm herself with silly joke. And Charlie reacted very strange to her ...

after stupid joke, I had seen him looking for his complicity in the eye or very infectious smile, beginning to give nervous laugh. But he remained silent. When Charlie finally became, in sor face full of freckles and, most of the time very friendly, had an expression of barely controlled anger. And he looked as if she were to blame for this, as if he had just insulted his family or something. Tonks

asking him what was wrong, and Charlie had just pulled the broom to the ground hard and started walking toward the house. Tonks had followed, after picking up brooms and insisting on talking, as he most insisted on remaining silent and escape it.

Then, shortly after she left lying around d broomsand a wall, Charlie had finally returned to scream, and then, throw the door in his face.

Tonks, after climbing legs on the chair to sit on them, tried to understand what had gone wrong in the whole affair. And then, they said nothing and was sent to shrug, give him what he wanted both to appear (time and space), and not approach or at the door of his room.

In a huff, he enlisted his luggage as if it were to go away, but did not, saying he would wait until things calm down and everything returned to normal. Then he laughed that s & iacuyou, it was strange, was over stranded in Romania in a magical book in a hut where, spending two days with someone, and it seemed there was something "normal" in that lifestyle. He stopped to laugh at herself and looked toward the door. That almost uncontrollable desire to fix things with him, it was not normal. Tonks

rose from the sofa and looked around to find to amuse himself and pass the time until "things return to normal." Thought to make tea for two;but it suddenly occurred to him that perhaps there was some truth in the jokes by Charlie on his fear that she went into her kitchen, and dismissed the idea. Finally, after a little occurred to stoke the fire nearly extinguished the fire is said, more excited and happy that it was best to use a little powder Flu and have a good time talking to Teddy on the & ldquo ; Dominant. "

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What made him wake up from this "do something, just watch & rdquo;, was the surprise female laughter came from the room, followed by a torrent of words not understood, but they were cheerful and fun.

Nym ...

Charlie smiled and realized again himself, and he was very good.

lazily, listening with concentration not to miss anything she said or any other of his laughter, he looked at his wristwatch. He realized, with surprise, that he had spent little more than an hour in bed, until finally seeing the rocking of the trees had done their magic. Andwas quiet, and could come to apologize and eat, as he recalled his stomach with a cramp.

When he left, almost the first thing I saw was the Nym suitcase near the door with her broom flying over, as if the Witch was about to leave.

With something of fear and very sorry looked at the fireplace, before which the woman was sitting with his legs crossed and arms resting on her lap. He spoke with the head of his son, made of fire, a few inches of it.

She was nodding and smiling, before asking a question the child. CHT MLXC

definitely had to apologize and ensure that no outside the cabin, at least not angry with him.

was around the place and would begin to tell you something, when they raided a need that until he did stop short his way. The desire to sit behind her and hug her were so great that I could almost imagine you feel in your chest and back of Nym in his embrace, her waist. Or remember ... he had already embraced.

Charlie was sent to stop her but failed.

Las circumstances had not been the best, but at least he had embraced. We had to recognize that many times over these few days, he had simply wanted to touch it ... or just simply touching, at least not after his mind is open the real possibility of something more after seeing her jealous by the horn.

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believe I was jealous of the siren.

As it was, at that time was to stop thinking about the possibilities, and pay attention to whatever he was saying with a smile:

- ... to come! "She turned to her child, telling him hard. You will see that it looks something like George ... "without seeing it, made a strong gesture with his hand to where she was. And he knows loooong over what I was telling you about this place.

- Really? child's voice was full of enthusiasm.

When Charlie was beside her, Nym seen again smiled and then patted the side of the carpet, invite you to feelass. He did, and when settled, he realized that he had supported one of his forearms on her thigh ...

-Teddy, meet Charles Weasley, the mythical brother Dragonal of Nym Weasley said with a playful tone, as if it were some kind of circus presenter him, his best attraction.

... He took the arm of his leg, and she made no gesture of not wanting to have it so, so close that their sides were played while sitting alongside a other.

-Much like to meet you, Teddy, the famous metamorfomago of pig noses greeted him effusively.

heard the laughter of the boy and saw, amid the green flares were in the shape of the face of the boy, who really turned his nose pork version, and began to growl with it with gabble. Nym and he laughed Grace.

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"Your child is extremely alert and curious," said Charlie, just after they finished talking to Teddy.

She nodded, with a proud air.

"Yes, it is. He took my energíay the intelligence of his father, which is a perfect mix to get gray green when they want, but it's a boy ... "did not seem to find the right word, but decided on" : perfect.

He said it with love in all of it, in words, in tone, the smile and the expression of your body. Hot pink. The love for his son's hair was a pink Nym chillóny strong & Hellip; What would have been the only hair color seen throughout with Remus Lupin? That, the great feeling of the remains was still there and sometimes overshadow parecíaa Nym she remembered her husband or something that had to do with the battle at Hogwarts.

He imagined that some of the thoughts and feelings about that night was seen in his face because it looked interésy Nym asked

- Something wrong? -More serious still.

As if out of a trance, Charlie shook his strength and mironic, then, so close to her yet, which made it more difficult to remember what could be meant by looking at his lips.

quickly came up with the most important and eye could see it easily.

-Nym, sorry ... I should not yell. Is that seriously, I was very busy ... so the attack of the dragons and you know, I got even foolishly.

Her eyes softened and slightly embarrassed smile on his mouth opened, as he responded with some nervousness:

& mdash, I'm sorry too. It is true, go to the territory of a dragon, approaching a críay without the wand, it was not the smartest thing in the world. I think I went with the relaxation that made me feel the song of the other two dragons to their offspring ...

Charlie was about to say something like "I told you so" but did not. Nym looked at him in a way that ... did not want to tease. I did not mean something that ended or ruined the moment. And he feared doing so by their silence, because she took his eyes, blushed a little, smiling in a way quea he seemed charming but telling him that she was in some way ... shame, perhaps?

-Charlie ... I can ...? "He waved friendly, asking," What I can do? "But she did not answer, simply said," Oh! What the heck?

and hugged him. Her arms around his torso at the height of the ribs, head over his shoulder. Yes, a hug. One that made him feel so comfortable and sutilmbody happy, which is what instantly said, trying to get their arms were strong echoes of the strokes that were hers in her back.

did not know what he wanted to Nym, what was the idea that he needed permission, but at that moment, feeling the emotion and feeling so pleasant, I was sure whatever, he would simply say "yes." Nym

head up his shoulder and gave him a loud kiss on the cheek. Then let go ... Charlie felt a cold shock that left him in the state as stunning. Ent Noendian what happened, why they embraced and released him, and was very disappointed that the embrace was not there, in your body, to even try to find answers.

you concentrate hard on what she was saying without looking:

- ... so thanks, and I would say it was very Gryffindor of you, but the last time I tried ... "scratched behind his ear, as if he needed to do more than talk fast and nervously.

was when Charlie felt his brain at lastvolvíaa connected and understood that he was grateful. Very nice way of saying thanks, he said with a smile.

Watch her as he seemed not to know what to do with herself, made him feel like getting it in the arms but, instead, he suddenly grabbed her wrist and stood up, made her follow him in motion.

"Yesterday you said you did an excellent mashed potatoes, and I would like to show me the recipe.

In other circumstances, thought Charlie would have made some comments Nymor joking about it, but realized he was so intent on not seeing (or seeing his chest), which seemed to come up anything to say. Charlie was so close that he swore he could feel the warmth of her body he was still in their clothing. Realizing that he still had not released his wrist, he used that contact to pull her into the kitchen, walking sideways, not stop watching.

"You have the mash, I'll do the accompaniment.

-not-worth had finally told her. Have themagic on your side.

Charlie shrugged.

-Nym, this is not a competition and also: Do you think I can not cook to muggle?

- What were you saying that there was a competition?

And in a box inside of it with pictures of badgers ...