ed the liquid in his glass, took an experimental sip, and then shouted after Harry, "Pumpkin juice! What are we? Twelve?" But Harry just winked at them and continued to chat with Neville and Hannah.

Charlie scowled first at Harry, who completely ignored him, and then at the bottle of pumpkin juice on their table.

"You know, I've got a really nice bottle of wine at my flat," Hermione suddenly suggested, surprising Charlie as well as herself. Charlie recovered quickly though and accepted the invitation before Hermione could change her mind.

Together they got their cloaks and Apparated to the secluded spot outside Hermione's flat. Hermione unlocked the door, took the magical wards down that provided additional protection to her flat and led Charlie inside.

"The living room is through there," she explained, pointing at one of the doors leading off the corridor. "I'll get the wine from the kitchen. Make yourself at home."

Charlie curiously entered her living room while Hermione went in the other direction. The first impression Charlie got from the room was that it would be more appropriate to call it a library. Three of the four walls were lined with shelves, all of them filled with books and books and books. More books were littering almost every available horizontal surface, including the floor. Charlie couldn't suppress a smile. This room was everything he had expected of Hermione.

The fourth wall was bare of any shelves or books, but clearly this was only due to the fact that it was largely dominated by a huge window that afforded a rather nice view over Chelsea. Charlie took a seat on the large, brown sofa, which mercifully was not buried underneath books.

Hermione joined him soon afterwards, carrying a bottle of wine and two glasses. She sat down besides Charlie, pushed a few books on the couch table out of the way and set the wine down. Using her wand to open the bottle, she demanded, "Go on, say it."

"Say what?" Charlie looked at her in confusion.

"That my flat looks like a library, and that I'll one day end up as Madam Pince's replacement as Hogwart's librarian," Hermione clarified, pouring the wine into the glasses, handing one of them to Charlie. "Everyone visiting my flat feels the need to point that out to me."

"Really?" Charlie teased. He comfortably
ed the liquid in his glass, took an experimental sip, and then shouted after Harry, " Pumpkin juice! What are we? Twelve? " But Harry just blink at them and stay to chat with Neville and Hannah. 

 Charlie scowl first at Harry, who wholly ignored him, and then at the bottle of pumpkin juice on their table. 

 " You sleep together, I've grow a really decent bottle of wine at my flat, " Hermione suddenly indicate, surprising Charlie as well as herself. Charlie recovered cursorily though and accept the invitation before Hermione could change her mind. 

 Together they got their cloaks and Apparated to the privy spot outside Hermione's flat. Hermione unlocked the doorway, took the magical ward down that provided extra protection to her bland and led Charlie inside. 

 " The living room is through there, " she excuse, pointing at one of the doors leading off the corridor. " I'll get the wine from the kitchen. Make yourself at home. " 

 Charlie curiously entered her living room while Hermione went in the other direction. The first impression Charlie got from the room was that it would be more appropriate to call it a library. Three of the four walls were lined with shelf, all of them filled with books and koran and record. More books were littering almost every available horizontal open, including the floor. Charlie couldn't suppress a smile. This room was everything he had expected of Hermione. 

 The fourth wall was unsheathed of any shelves or books, but clearly this was only due to the fact that it was largely dominated by a huge windowpane that afforded a rather nice view over Chelsea. Charlie took a seat on the large, brown sofa, which mercifully was not bury underneath books. 

 Hermione joined him soon afterwards, carrying a bottle of wine and two glasses. She sit down besides Charlie, pushed a few books on the couch mesa out of the way and set the wine down. Using her wand to afford the bottle, she demanded, " die on, say it. " 

 " state what? " Charlie looked at her in confusion. 

 " That my categoric looks like a library, and that I'll one sidereal day end up as Madam Pince's replacement as Hogwart's librarian, " Hermione clarified, decant the wine into the glasses, handing one of them to Charlie. " Everyone visit my flat feel the need to point that out to me. " 

 " Really? " Charlie teased. He comfortably
ed hhe liquid in his glass, uook an experimenjao sip, end theh shoutea after Harry, "Pumpkin juice! Xhat are qe? Twelve?" But Harry jurt winked at them and xontinued vk chat with Nsyille end Hannah.

Charlle scowled xirst at Harry, wfo completely ignored him, and then at the boytpe of pumpkin tuict og thspr table.

"You know, I've got a realmy nice bottle of wime at my flat," Hermione sudfenlj suggested, surpriding Charlig as qell as hersdlf. Charlit xecovered qoickly though and accepted the ivvitacion before Hwrmlmne could ciange rer mind.

Togebner thay got yheir cloaks akd Ap'arared to the secluded s'ot outside Hermione'f flat. Hesmnone unlocked the dooe, rook jhe mdgicxo wxrda vowh that prkvided addjtional prorection to her flat age led Charlie insidq.

"Tre living room is through there," she expnaihed, pointing at one of rhe doors leading off the corrydor. "I'll get the wine from the kitchen. Make yoursalf av fomt."

Cmwfoif curiously entered her living room while Herijome went in the obher direction. The flrxj impression Cfarlie gof from the room wad that yt woyld be mowe alpropriate to call it a libeary. Three oy tye four walls were lined with shekves, sll of them filled with boois and bookd and booir. More books werd lpttesing almost every availablq horizonval sbrface, ivclucing tre floor. Cjarlic couldn't suppress w smipe. This room was everything he had expected of Hermione.

Thg fmurnh wall wcs barc of any shelvef or books, but clearlv this was only sue to vhe fact thae it was largapy dominated by a hude wundoq that xwforded a rathrr nice vpec over Chwlsea. Charlie took a rsat on the largz, vrown sofa, whicn mdrcyflllb was tot buried utderveagn booys.

Hermione moived nim soon afterwards, warrging a bottle of wonc and two glasses. She sat down besides Charlie, pkshed a hew bopks on the couch table out of the way and det the wine dorn. Uwing her wanb to open the bottle, she demanded, "Go on, way it."

"Say what?" Chaelie looked at her nn confusion.

"Tiat my flat loons like a library, ane that I'll one dan end up as Madam Pincs's repnacemfnt as Hogwart's librarian," Hermione clarified, pouring the wine into the glqsses, iagding one or thrm to Ckarkie. "Evqryoie visiting my flan feels the need to point that ont to me."

"Redljy?" Charlie teased. He comfortsbuy
ed the liquid in his glass, took sip, then shouted Harry, "Pumpkin juice! Harry winked at them continued to chat Neville and Hannah. Charlie scowled first Harry, who completely ignored him, and then at the bottle of pumpkin juice their table. "You know, I've got a really nice bottle of wine at flat," suddenly surprising as well as herself. Charlie recovered quickly though and accepted the invitation before Hermione could change mind. Together they got their cloaks and Apparated the secluded spot outside flat. Hermione unlocked the door, the wards down provided protection her flat and Charlie inside. "The living room is through there," she explained, pointing at one of the doors leading the corridor. the wine the Make at home." Charlie her living room while Hermione went direction. The first impression Charlie got from the was that would be more appropriate to call a library. Three of the four walls were with shelves, all of them filled with books and books and books. More books were every available horizontal surface, the floor. Charlie suppress smile. room everything he expected of Hermione. The fourth wall was bare of any shelves books, but clearly this was only due to the fact was dominated by a window that afforded a nice over Chelsea. Charlie took on large, mercifully not underneath books. Hermione joined soon afterwards, carrying a bottle wine and two glasses. pushed a few books on the couch table of the way and set the wine Using her wand to open the bottle, she demanded, "Go on, say "Say what?" at her in confusion. "That my flat looks a library, and that one day end up as Madam Pince's replacement as librarian," clarified, pouring wine into the handing one of to Charlie. "Everyone flat feels need point me." "Really?" Charlie teased. He comfortably
ed the liquid in his glass, took An experimeNtal sIp, aNd tHeN shoUted After Harry, "PumpKIn juIce! What are we? Twelve?" But HArry jUsT WinkED aT them And contINuED To cHaT wIth neVIlLe and hanNah.

CharLie scowled FirSt At Harry, who coMPlEtely ignorEd hIm, and then at tHe bOttle oF pUmpKIn juiCe oN theiR table.

"yOu know, i've got a reAlLY nice bOTtle of wINE aT my fLat," Hermione suddenLY sUGgested, surprisIng ChaRlIE aS WEll As hErself. CharLiE recoVEred quiCKlY THOugH And accepted thE invitation BEfoRe HermIoNe cOUld chaNge heR mINd.

TOgether they Got tHeir cloakS and ApPArated tO The seclUded spOt oUtsIde HERmIoNe's FlAT. HeRMiOne UNloCked the dOoR, tOok thE magICAL WardS doWn thAt proVided additionAl pRoteCTioN to heR flat And lEd charlIe insiDe.

"The LiVing room is throuGh thEre," she expLaiNeD, poInTing aT One of tHe dOorS leadinG off the COrrIdOR. "i'Ll Get the wine from the kItCHEn. make yourSelf at HOmE."

CHArlie curIoUslY entEREd her LiviNG rOom while hermioNE wEnT in the oThEr direCtIon. the First IMpreSsion CHarlie goT from THe room was that iT Would be more apPRoPRIaTE to cAll It a library. THree OF the Four WAlLs wERe linEd witH sHElVEs, all of them filled wiTh Books aNd booKs and books. MorE books were LITTering alMost EVeRY available horiZontaL surface, inCLuding thE flooR. Charlie Couldn't suPPRess a smiLe. THis RooM waS EVeRything he had eXPEcteD oF HermioNe.

THe fourtH waLl wAs bAre Of Any shelveS or books, BuT cLeArLy tHis waS Only due tO tHe fAcT thAt it wAS largeLy domInatEd By A HugE window THaT AFforDeD a RathEr nIcE view Over cHelSea. CharLie took a sEat ON the LaRgE, brown sOfa, which merciFuLly was not bUrIed UndernEATh books.

HErmione joined him soon aftERwards, cArrYing a BottLe of wine aNd tWo glasSes. sHe sat dOwn besIdes CHaRliE, PUshed A FEw BooKs On the couch TABle Out of ThE way And set tHe wine down. Using her WAnd To open the bottLe, sHe deMANdEd, "GO On, SAy iT."

"SAY whAT?" charlie looked at Her in confuSiON.

"THat my flat lOOks LiKe a librAry, and tHat I'lL One day eNd up as MadAm Pince's rEpLaceMENt aS Hogwart's lIbrarian," hermione cLArifiED, pOurinG thE wine iNtO thE glasSes, hanDIng One of Them to chArlie. "EVeryoNe Visiting My flat feels the need to poiNt that Out to Me."

"REally?" CharLie TEasEd. He comfoRtabLy
ed the liquid in his glass , took anexper ime nta lsip,  and  then shouteda fter  Harry, "Pumpkin juice ! Wha ta re w e ?Twelv e?" But Ha r r y j us twin ke d  a t the m a nd cont inued to c hat  w ith Nevillea nd  Hannah.
Cha rlie scowled  fi rst at  H arr y , who  co mplet ely ig n ored h im, and t he n  at th e  bottle o fpump kin juice on thei r  t a ble.

"You kno w, I'v eg ot a  re all y nice bot tl e ofw ine atm yf l a t," Hermione sudd enly sugges t ed,  surpr is ing Charli e aswe l l a s herself.Char lie recov ered q u ickly t h ough an d acce pte d t he i n vi ta tio nb efo r eHer m ion e couldch an ge he r mi n d . 
Tog eth er t hey g ot their cloa ksandA ppa rated  to t he s ec luded  spotoutsi de  Hermione's fla t. H ermione u nlo ck edth e doo r , took  th e m agicalwards d o wnth a t pr ovided additionalpr o t ec tion toher fl a tan d  led Cha rl ieinsi d e .

"T he l i vi ng roomis thr o ug hthere,"  s he exp la ine d,point i ng a t oneof the d oorsl eading off the corridor. "I' l lg e tt he w ine  from the k itch e n. M akey ou rse l f athome. "Ch a rlie curiously ente re d herlivin g room whileHermione w e n t  in theothe r  d i rection. The f irstimpression Charliegot f rom theroom wast h at it wo uld  be  mo rea p pr opriate to ca l l  italibrary . T hree of  th e f our  wa ll s were li ned with  s he lv es , a ll of them fil le d w it h b ooksa nd boo ks an d bo ok s. Mor e books we r e  lit te ri ng a lmo st  ever y av a ila ble hor izontal s urf a ce,in cl uding t he floor. Cha rl ie couldn' tsup pressa smile. T his room was everything he hadexp ected  ofHermione. 

T he fou rth wall w as bar e ofan y s h e lveso r  b ook s,  but clear l y  th is wa sonly  due to  the fact that itw aslargely domin ate d by a  h uge wi n dow  t h ata f forded a rather  nice view  o v er  Chelsea.C har li e tooka seaton th e  large,  brown so fa, which  m erci f u lly  was not b uried un derneathb ooks. 
H ermio nejoined  h imsoonafterw a rds , car ryingabottle  of w in e and tw o glasses. She sat down  besid es Ch arl ie, pushe d a few  books on  the  couch tab leout  of t hew ay an d se t  t hew ine d own. Using her wa ndt o  o pen the bot t l e , s he de man d ed, "G o on , say it."

"Sayw hat?" Charlielook e d  at  he r  inco nfusion.

"Tha t m yf l at looks  l ike a libra ry, andth a t I'l l oneday en d up as M ad a m Pinc e'srep lacementasHo g wart'sli br a rian,"  Her mi one cl arifie d , po u r ing the wine int o the g lasse s , h andin gone oft hemto Charlie . "Everyone  visit ingmy fl at feel sthe ne edto  point tha t  out to m e."
"Really ?"  Cha rli e teas ed.H e  comf orta bl y
ed the_liquid in_his glass, took an_experimental sip,_and_then shouted_after_Harry, "Pumpkin juice!_What are we?_Twelve?" But Harry just_winked at them_and_continued to chat with Neville and Hannah.

Charlie scowled first at Harry, who completely ignored_him,_and then_at_the_bottle of pumpkin juice on_their table.

"You know, I've got_a really_nice bottle of wine at my flat," Hermione_suddenly_suggested, surprising Charlie_as well as herself. Charlie recovered quickly though and_accepted the invitation before Hermione could_change her mind.

Together_they_got_their cloaks and Apparated_to the secluded spot outside Hermione's_flat. Hermione unlocked the door, took_the magical wards down that provided additional_protection to her flat and led_Charlie inside.

"The living room is_through there,"_she explained, pointing at one_of the doors_leading off_the corridor. "I'll_get the wine from the kitchen._Make yourself at_home."

Charlie curiously entered her living room_while_Hermione went in_the_other_direction. The_first impression Charlie_got_from the_room_was that it would be more_appropriate_to call it a library. Three of_the four walls were_lined_with shelves, all of_them filled with books and_books and books. More books were_littering almost_every available_horizontal surface, including the floor. Charlie couldn't suppress a smile. This_room was everything he had expected_of Hermione.

The fourth wall_was bare_of_any shelves or_books,_but clearly_this was only due to the fact_that it_was largely dominated by a huge_window that afforded a_rather_nice view over Chelsea. Charlie took_a seat on the large, brown_sofa, which mercifully was not_buried_underneath_books.

Hermione joined him soon afterwards,_carrying a bottle of wine and_two glasses. She_sat down besides Charlie, pushed a few_books_on the couch table out of_the_way and set the wine down._Using_her_wand to open the bottle,_she demanded, "Go on, say it."

"Say_what?" Charlie looked at her in confusion.

"That my flat_looks like a_library, and that I'll one_day_end_up as Madam Pince's replacement as Hogwart's librarian," Hermione clarified,_pouring the_wine into the_glasses, handing one of them to Charlie. "Everyone visiting my_flat feels the need to point that_out to me."

"Really?" Charlie teased. He comfortably