Cold (anyone)

[rebel]

Jasmine let go of Charles and grinned. "Welcome." she replied cheerfully, all torn feelings washed away. She turned and quickly opened the door to the backroom, all while swishing her wand about, conjuring up two mugs of steaming cocoa. She sat down in the love seat her and Ryan usually shared and took a quick sip of her cocoa. Absentmindedly, her fingers trailed to her heart shaped locket dangling beneath her robes.

[weaslebee]

Charles didn't hesitate to grab the floating mug and seat himself beside his sister. He took a sip and emitted a quiet noise of satisfaction. Jasmine's cooking rivaled their grandmother's, Molly. "I don't know how you became a flamer, it certainly isn't in the Weasley genes." said George. Charles shrunk away, ashamed, and wanting to cry. "Don't you blame this on my side of the family! We are all heterosexual, thank you very much!" said Charles' mother. He shrunk away even more, wishing he hadn't told his parents at all. Charles snapped out of the memory, then took another sip of cocoa.