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"OI! Egg-for-brains!" The shout was loud enough to be hear all the way across the hall and he just knew several people were turning to look at the person shouting.

At least, Charlie sighed, wanting nothing more then to just - lay his head down on the table and pretend really hard that he wasn't there. She's moved on from 'kitty litter' as a nickname.

"I have an actual name, Nym." He grumbled halfheartedly as his friend took the seat across from him, the person who was sitting there moving out of her way quickly. Nymphadora Tonks, after all, had already proven that she would absolutely shove someone off the bench to create an open space for herself if necessary.

"Nope." She said cheerfully, swiping all the bacon from his plate despite there being a plate of bacon within reach. "You gotta find a new one, I gave yours away."

That stalled him for a moment. "What. What does that even mean? You can't just... give my name away."

"Can. Will. Did." Nym told him smugly in between eating all of his bacon and stealing his toast. "You, sir, need to figure out a new name for yourself. I have suggestions." She added, wiggling her eyebrows at him.

Charlie was instantly on guard. "No. Whatever it is, no. I can think of my own name." It wasn't until she laughed at him that he realized that he implied that she actually was able to give away his name and huffed. "Not that. I need one. Because I don't. Just... if I needed a new name I could pick it out on my own."

"Suuuure." She drew out, completely smug but at least not laughing anymore.

He shook his head. "What makes you say that anyways?"

"I made a new friend," Nym said, after finishing off his toast...he really should eat his breakfast faster. "His name is Charlie. Which means that you can no longer be Charlie."

"What. That's not a good reason!" He sputtered. "People share names all the time! There's only so many names to use, of course there's going to be multiple people with the same name! I'm sure there's even plenty of people with the same first and last names!"

She waved him off. "I don't care about them. What I care about is the fact there is only enough room in my life for one Charlie and I am sorry to say that it's no longer you. So, we gotta figure out a new name for you."

"No." Charlie said, pointing at her and getting an exaggerated pout. He was almost completely sure that she had used her ability to make her eyes larger to fit the look. "Do I get to at least meet this 'other Charlie'?"

Nym's face lit up with glee and he immediately regretted asking.

"Why, of course." She said, digging into her robes before pulling out a bag full of water. Inside the water was a small goldfish swimming around. "Meet Charlie, the Golden."

This time, Charlie did lay his head down on the table. "...why are you like this?"

He got no answer, only cackles.