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Charlotte was still trying to get used to how huge the Rosier's house in France was. Knowing the Malfoys hadn't really prepared her for other families that lived like this. Or showers that required button pushing to turn on. Or huge dining rooms that seemed empty with three people in them. Or house-elves that did everything for you. It was a little overwhelming. Worse, it was really easy to get lost in, especially when Evan was spending the morning working in the vineyard. She was supposed to meet him on the outside porch, but she couldn't find the door.

Charlotte glanced out one of the windows, contemplating crawling out of it and finding her way to where she was supposed to be outside, when she spotted Evan outside, working. She stopped, walking to the window and watching him through the glass. French wine country didn't have harsh winters, but it was still cold outside and not wearing a shirt seemed silly, but Charlotte wasn't going to object to the view it afforded her. Charlotte opened the window with some trouble, leaning out and smiling at him. "Aren't you cold?"