Charlotte “Lottie” Hawksley has always been a constant in Fred Weasley’s life—woven in so tightly that he never thought to question her place there. Summers spent at the Burrow and in her aunt’s seaside cottage blur together into a shared history of scraped knees, laughter echoing through gardens, late-night kitchen snacks, and letters sent just for the sake of staying close. The Hawksleys and the Weasleys have been inseparable for generations; their bond is old, warm, and unbreakable. So is Fred’s certainty that Lottie belongs here—even if he’s never quite examined what that means.