Delilah almost fell over when the door suddenly opened. And Charlie wasn't even standing there. Lazy bum didn't even get off the couch to let her in.
She flitted into the room and took up perch on the arm of the couch. "Lunch time? You always go out with me after I lose duels." She nudged her shoulder into his. "So since, your job of cheering me up has been stolen, I'm going to buy."
She wrinkled her nose finally noticing that Charlie was still in his quidditch gear. "Have you been laying here all morning? Gross." It was unlike Charlie to just sit around in his gear, well as far she knew anyways. She studied him. "I know you didn't lose... what has you mopey? Frenchy being an ass again?"
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