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Charlie's eyes opened lazily to see an empty pillow beside him, his eyes furrowed. Why is so bright at midnight? As his brain whirred like an old computer, he realized that the source of the light was the moon that was peeking in through the opened window. Charlie shifted his position and looked around the room, his eyes still not adjusted. "Bill?" Charlie whispered, He pulled himself up in bed and grabbed the robe that was hanging on the door, which he grabbed and made his way downstairs.

Clad in a purple robe, Bill sat there in his favorite seat by the fire; he watched the flames twist and dance. Not aware of Charlie’s arrival, he sat there frozen. Dazed. Seconds later, Charlie walked up to Bill and placed his arms around his neck, embracing him in his arms. Bill placed his head on Charlie’s arms and kept on staring into the fire.

"I don’t know if our relationship is true," Bill whispered despite his hands moving up this Charlie’s arm. "Do you love me?” Bill asked.

Charlie released his brother and walked around, now kneeling in front of him. Charlie grabbed His hand and smiled. "Damn, Bill, you know that I love you." Charlie replied quietly. Charlie felt bad; he might lose his lover and possibly loose a relationship with his brother.

After a few moments of silence, Charlie hugged Bill tightly, causing him to wrap his arms around Bill. Charlie kissed him possessively for a few seconds before pulling him up to his feet, "I want you to be mine forever, Bill."

“Do you really mean that?” Bill asked, pulling away from the kiss, and turning his back against him. Charlie clenched his fists.

“Yes, Bill. I do mean that, why wouldn’t I?” Charlie said through his gritted teeth, Bill turned around and looked at Charlie. He smiled, “I love, you, Bill. You know that.” Charlie said, smiling back and held onto his brother. Bill stroked Charlie’s hair and kissed his forehead.

Charlie’s eyes slowly opened, for nearly ten seconds, he forgot where he was. “Ginny!” He sat up quickly and winced at the pain; he placed his hands on his face and started to cry again. He was an idiot, letting that evil witch take his sister. “I’m so sorry, Ginny. I’ll find you, don’t worry.” Charlie mumbled. He grabbed his robe that was lying on a nearby chair and stood up, his legs felt like jello. He tried to get his balance; he placed his robe on and stumbled to the door, opened it and went downstairs. As he went downstairs, he made sure that he was quiet. When he reached downstairs he noticed someone sitting on the couch, it was Tonks. Who was reading the quibbler. Tonks turned around and smiled.

“How ya feeling?” She asked, getting up quickly and hugging him. Charlie hugged back and gently pulled away.

“I’m a little sore, but I’m good.” Charlie replied as he sat in the couch. Tonks followed and sat down next to him, placing her hand on his knee. Tonks felt bad on what happened, but she didn’t know what to do. She kept her hand there on his knee and sighed. “I have to find her, Tonks. She could be hurt.” Charlie responded by leaning his head back, inhaling deeply. He closed his eyes and imagined Bill; he would probably know what to do.

“We will, Charlie. Trust me, we all will find Ginny and bring her back home.” She replied, frowning. Charlie opened one eye and looked at her.

“When though? This wouldn’t have happened if I just protected her. “Charlie replied, clenching his fist into a tight ball. He wanted Ginny back, no matter what. Only if Bill was here, he would know what to do. Charlie growled silently and placed his clenched hands on his face, he felt really ashamed on what happened.

“I don’t know. The group will have to talk about it, soon probably.” Tonks replied, trying to cheer him up.

“It has to be now. God, I’m such a horrible brother.” Charlie said, gritting his teeth. Tonks scooted over to him, placing her hands on Charlie’s hand; he loosened his fists and Tonks to his face into her hands.

“Charlie, listen to me. You are a good brother. You want Ginny back; you’re a very determined as well. We will get her back. I promise.” Tonks said, pulling his face closer to hers, hoping that he would understand that. Charlie just nodded, now depressed, he didn’t believe Tonks. He wasn’t a good brother, if he was a good brother, he would have protected his sister and brought her home safely. Not the other way around. “I don’t want you to think negative about this, Charlie. You are a good person and a good brother, don’t let anyone say otherwise. You need to keep hope in your heart in order to rescue Ginny.” Tonks stated, kissing his forehead. “Well, I must be off. Reamus must be worried, sick.” Tonks said as she got up. She took her wand out of her robes and apparated, leaving Charlie alone.

“You’re wrong, Tonks. I’m not a good person.” Charlie mumbled underneath his breathe. Charlie sat there for the whole night, still very weak and tired. Instead of going back upstairs, he fell asleep on the couch, waiting for the sun to rise.

Morning came too soon as Charlie woke up the second time. He opened his eyes and sat up, slowly. A sweet aroma filled his nose, he sniffed. “Mum, must be cooking.” He said softly, hoping that the person cooking doesn’t hear him. He got up and walked into the kitchen, he was welcomed with a hug from his mother.

“Feeling better?” Molly asked, while holding a frying pan in her hand. She smiled and waited for the answer.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Just a little tired though.” Charlie replied, now taking the pan from his mother’s hand. “I’ll help. You relax; you do so much for us.” Charlie offered. Molly smiled and sat down. Molly examined her son. She noticed that Charlie wasn’t eating, he was losing weight rapidly, she wanted to say something, but she knew she wouldn’t get any information out of him. Molly sighed deeply and watched her son make breakfast. She knew that he would make a good husband; he was so helpful with chores and cooking. He wouldn’t be one of those freeloader husbands that just worked and sat around all day. Molly smiled to herself, she was truly proud. “Mum.” Charlie bellowed out. Molly blinked and walked into the kitchen.

“Yes, dear?” She responded, placing her hand on his shoulder.

“We need to have a meeting, with everyone, you know. To Rescue Ginny. “Charlie said, placing the food that he prepared onto the table. Molly smiled slightly, she was too upset that Ginny was taken and she wanted her safe again. School was coming up and she wouldn’t want Ginny gone by time the school opens.

“I know dear, and we will. Today, I will owl everyone.” She replied, now setting the table.