Charlie's crooked smile knocked at least ten years off of his countenance. She'd always fancied him just the tiniest bit when she was younger. Though no doubt completely uninterested in his littlest brother's annoying friend, he had always been kind and teenage girls had a way of blowing politeness out of proportion when it came to a boy they liked. She could almost imagine that no time had passed since the last time they sat in his mother's parlor listening to obnoxious Celestina Warbeck screech on the Wizarding Wireless.