The Meredith Series

Title: Forgiven
Author:sa_kun On LJ
Rating: PG-13
Prompt Set: 50.1
Prompt: 031, forgivness
Word Count: 473
Summary: Harry and Charlie reunite.
Warnings: Kissing?
Notes:

Forgiveness | 031

Hands trembling, Harry clutched Charlie's back as tightly as he could, head hidden away in the crook of his neck. It took him far too long to realise that Charlie was holding him just as tight and that he wasn’t the only one breathing raggedly and that he wasn't the only one trembling. Charlie was right there with him, feeling everything he was, but unlike Harry, Charlie had a freedom, an ability, to express it.

“You stupid Gryffindor,” he muttered, and was squeezed tighter. “What the fuck did you leave for?”

“You hurt me.” Harry choked. “We were falling apart…I reckoned maybe we needed time, but…”

“You have no idea what you did to Meredith, you idiot.”

“Where’s the little snake?”

“Severus'.”

“Oh,” Charlie breathed, then pulled back. Harry was about to protest, but Charlie shushed him, warm hands cupping heated cheeks and Charlie leaned in, closing the gap. “Say after me, Harry,” he sighed.

Harry moaned.

“I love you.”

Harry tensed, hands clenched in Charlie's hair and he slowly opened his eyes. His far too green and intense eyes, and Charlie swallowed dryly, sharply. “…I…I love you.”

Charlie smiled that brilliant smile of his, his eyes so warm and gentle that Harry felt himself wholly unworthy of the man all over again. “Next time, my Harry, instead of telling me to leave, say that.”

-x-

Harry Apparated in a few seconds after Charlie arrived, just in time to hear the ecstatic shout, “Charlie!” and see Meredith almost tackle the man to the ground in a bear hug. Harry suspected that it was only due to years’ worth of training and experience as a Dragon Keeper that kept Charlie from not falling to the ground.

A hand landed gently on his shoulder and squeezed. “Severus.”

“He has been most distraught.”

“…I know.” Harry bit his lip. Meredith was not letting go of Charlie; it looked like the boy's shoulders were shaking, but Harry wasn't sure, and he wasn't sure if he wanted to know if that were the case either. Charlie knelt on the ground, holding Meredith so tight to him, rubbing his back. “About Christmas…would you and Remus come over? Sirius too, I guess.”

Severus nodded, but Harry felt it rather than saw it. Tentatively, he brought a hand up and placed it over the one Severus was resting on his shoulder. “May I ask why, Harry?”

“…I…I told him he, he deserved better. That he should go, that we shouldn't— It…I really hurt him. There…it's, I just don't understand. Why someone like Charlie…and me, I…”

“…it is something I have long since been forced to stop questioning, Harry. I fear I shall never understand why Remus insists on consorting with me. It has always been beyond me. However, that is not say I do not crave the…attention and…dedication.”

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