Charlotte was likewise bored with the day. Of course, there was always business to attend to with the shop, but she just wasn't feeling working today---the problem was, once she had walked out the door and left her manager in charge, she couldn't find anything else she wanted to do either. So this had ended in her lounging around in her own living room, listening to a Quidditch match on the wireless (which she didn't understand, she'd never understood Quidditch) and being in a state of absolute torture.
It was around noon that she'd decided to get up and see Corner. It was strange that the idea would come to mind, actually---she didn't normally pop over to her boyfriend's house unannounced, much less in the middle of the day. But it was the boredom getting to her, probably, and about fifteen minutes later Charlotte was downstairs in the shop, wrapping up a couple muffins, and Apparating away.
She came to appear right at his front doorstep and swiftly knocked at the door, feeling a deal more excited than was normal for her. Charlotte really bloody hoped that he was home, because if he wasn't... well, she hadn't really thought that far ahead into things, but whatever her other options were, she couldn't imagine any of them being half as good.
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