Chapter Fifty Three

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No one dared disturbed Charlie and Anora's slumber the next morning, as the Beast division worked to conduct their investigation. Charlie was the first to wake up, a smile full of amusement on his face as Anora snored lightly on her side of the bed.

He lifted his hand up and placed it on her exposed bare shoulder, feeling the warmth of her skin, it was almost as if her skin was on fire. Quickly tending to her forehead to check to see if she was running a fever, he found her forehead normal temperature. She didn't look sick as she slept with a contempt look on her face, but her body was so incredibly warm to the touch.

"How are you not sweating right now?" Charlie mumbled. He nudged at her back before trailing his fingers against her skin.

Anora giggled from the tickling sensation and lifted her head from her pillow. She peered over at him before dropping her head back down.

"Why are you up so early?" she yawned.

"Anora, it's nearly noon."

"Noon?!" She shot up.

"What? Relax! It's not a bad thing to sleep in."

"There is a difference between sleeping in and then sleeping til noon."

"Not in my book...noon is actually early."

"I'm turning into you." she fretted standing up.

"I don't think so. I don't look like that naked."

Anora's face became so red and looked even redder in contrast to her hair. She ducked down to the floor and pulled the blanket from the bed over her body.

Charlie laughed. "What are you doing?"

"Don't look at me!"

"Why not?"

"Because I'm...oh my..I'm naked."

"Well, yeah, that's what happens when you engage in the activities that we did last night."

Anora groaned draped the blanket over her head.

"Well, well, well..." Charlie grinned leaning over the bed side. "I didn't think I would see the day where you would be so shy discussing the matter that you love to joke about."

"Shut. Up." Anora's voice came from the blanket.

"Are you embarrassed? Because if you are, I assure you, you have absolutely nothing to be embarrassed about."

"Let's just stop talking about this, please."

"But-"

"I said please!"

Charlie removed the blanket portion from Anora's head, finding the woman glaring at him.

"Now why are you making faces at me? I haven't said one bad thing."

"You're still not dropping the subject." she whined, she realized the hold he had on the blanket left her unable to escape, unless she rammed her head into his face.

"Did you not enjoy yourself?" he smiled at her.

"Stop it!"

"Oh so you did enjoy it?"

"Charlie Weasley, I swear I'm going to hurt you."

He drew her close to him using the blanket against her.

"You know, you make the absolute cutest faces when you're bothered." he kissed her forehead.

"Yes, I'm just precious." Anora said flatly, wrapping her arms around herself.

"You really are, even though you don't believe it. You don't have to be shy around me, especially when it comes to your body Anora. I would have thought we had gotten past that last night. I mean, you saw me-"

"Yeah well...that's different!" She protested.

"How?"

"Because, there is only one section of you that...I'm not getting into full details, but I have a lot more to cover up than you do. Let's just leave it at that."

"You don't have to cover anything around me."

"Since when have you become this Casanova?"

He shrugged. " I guess I just had a really good time and from what I recall, so did you."

She narrowed her eyes at him unable to argue.

" I hate you." was all she could bring herself to say.

"Oh that's not true at all!" Charlie sang releasing his hold on the blanket and rolling back onto the bed. "You love me, you said it yourself."

Anora wrapped the blanket around her body as she stood up and grabbed a pillow whacking him in the face.

"Yeah, I love you." she huffed leaving to the bathroom.

"Ow!' Charlie's muffled voice rang out.





Charlie walked out of the bedroom after getting dressed while Anora was in the shower. He found Iggy sitting outside in the living room on the arm of the sofa, staring him down.

"Uh...morning Iggy."

Iggy let out a low meow.

"Look, I'm sorry about booting you from the bed last night. Nothing personal you know." He walked over to grab his mug but found it shattered on the floor already.

He glanced over at Iggy who was still watching him.

"Okay, I suppose I deserve that." Charlie said, however, he noticed a trail of broken porcelain on the floor. "Iggy!"

Anora came out to find Charlie cleaning up the mess while she walked over drying her hair.

"What's with the mess?"

"Ask your cat."

"Iggy!" She turned around to see Iggy licking his paw nonchalantly. "What do you have against mugs?"

"I don't remember leaving all these mugs out!" Charlie said. "All of them are my mugs too."

"Oooh, you must have pissed him off in order for him to mug you." Anora chortled to herself.

Charlie made a face as he looked up from the pile he had collected on the floor.

"Really?!"

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