You were still smiling when you woke up — that hazy, content kind of smile that only happened after a night with him.

Charlie was already awake, half-dressed and sitting at the edge of the bed, tying his boots. The early morning light filtered through the curtains, catching the freckles scattered over his shoulders and the faintest mark from your mouth near his collarbone. He turned slightly when he felt you move, that lazy grin tugging at his mouth.

“Go back to sleep,” he murmured, voice still rough from the night before.

You shook your head, pulling the sheet up to your chest. “Someone might notice i’m here.”

“Let them,” he said with a smirk, leaning down to kiss you once more — slow and sweet enough to make you forget what you were worrying about in the first place.

When he finally left for early Quidditch practice, you took a few extra minutes just lying there, trying to catch your breath and get your heartbeat under control. Eventually, though, you gathered your clothes from the floor and quickly got dressed before slipping out of his dorm.

By the time you made it back to your dorm, your hair was a mess, your cheeks still warm, but you told yourself you’d been careful.

At least, that’s what you thought.

An hour later, your phone buzzed on the desk beside your notes. You picked it up, already knowing who it was.

A message from Charlie. And a photo.

Your stomach dropped when you opened it — your panties, tossed casually over his dresser.

You missing something?

You froze, thumb hovering over your phone. Then you typed quickly.

Oh my god

His response came quickly.

Don’t tell me you walked out of here without them.

You stared at the screen, cheeks burning as your thumbs hesitated over the keyboard.

maybe…

Another message popped up almost instantly.

So you’re not wearing any right now?

You gasped out loud.

Charlie!!

Another message blinked onto the screen.

What? Just making sure.

You shook your head, covering your face with one hand, though you couldn’t fight the grin spreading across it.

And then the last message came through

Guess I’ll keep these until you come and prove otherwise.

You exhaled sharply, heart pounding as you stared at the screen.

He was definitely grinning, probably leaning back in his chair, completely pleased with himself.