The Christmas gift the keeps on giving

[Charles Fera]

Charles had to admit that he wasn’t surprised when he got an owl from Luna saying that she wanted to meet up with him. It had been 3 months since they last saw each other or even had any correspondence with each other. Although it wasn’t for lack of want as Charles had tried to write a letter to her a few times but he knew what he wanted too or had to say couldn’t be put on paper. He felt bad about what had happened the last time the two had met. Sure they had had a great time until they both got a little too drunk and did things that two friends should never really do. Not to say that it wasn’t at least enjoyable, because it was. It was the morning after that had killed him. As ever Charles had been afraid of confrontation so he left as quickly as he could before Luna saw him and that was the last they had seen of each other. Charles was dreading today because no matter how many times he ran the conversation over in his head he wasn’t quite sure what to say to Luna or how she’d react to him and all the usual stuff that would be going through the mind of a boy who had slept with one of his friends a few months ago and hadn’t seen her since. Charles apparated to where he and Luna had planned to meet up. Brightstone was busy as usual with the students enjoying a break from the mountains of essays that they no doubt had. He was sort of grateful of the number of people around because there was less chance of Luna attacking him in broad daylight with all of these witnesses – or so he hoped. Taking a seat he looked at his time and saw that he made good time getting here for not know Brightstone all that well, no he just waited for Luna to appear.