The heart of a chief, the soul of a dragon

Charlie Weasley. 29. Gryffindor Alum

[gnarlyxcharlieweasley]

pugfacedparkinscn‌:

Pansy really needed to stop being so nice, apparently. She never, ever lent out her office supplies - ever. She spent far, far too much money on getting the perfect shade of ink or the quill that quivered just so to let someone else muck up her organizational and carefully styled system. However, gracious as she was, she allowed a new correspondent at the Prophet - a year below her at Hogwarts, a Hufflepuff, recently moved in with her girlfriend and their two dogs - to borrow one of her quills. Granted, it was one of her least favorites - but it was hers, goddammit, and that should have been respected. 

All of this is to say, the girl lost Pansy’s quill during her interview at the Leaky Cauldron. Pansy was beyond pissed, though her rage was simmering lower now after she made the girl cry and promise to buy her a new quill that was up to her standards. The other girl had told her where she had been sitting when she misplaced the quill and Pansy headed straight towards the table, paying no mind to the man already sitting there. He seemed to be engulfed in his own work so she assumed he wouldn’t notice if she glanced around the floor beside him. At the sound of his voice, she turned, arching a brow. “Right,” she offered a tight smile, though she highly doubted that this man was expecting company. He was good looking - obviously, Pansy wasn’t blind - but the obviously cooled tea, the pile of books, scattered parchment, and ink stained arms gave Pansy the impression that he wasn’t waiting on a date. “I’m not sitting or anything, I’m just trying to find something.” She finished, glancing down after a beat to see what he was working on. Her eyebrows shot into her hairline, curiosity and excitement overtaking her as she spotted a familiar sketch. “Is that an Ukrainian Ironbelly?”

Charlie nodded as she said that she was just looking for something. “I mean, I have been sitting here almost all day, and I haven’t seen anything lying around. I don’t think the thing you’re looking for is here.” He said, turning his attention back to the papers in front of him. He took a deep breath in through his nose, tiredness causing his brain to run slower than usual. Promising himself that he would only work for one more hour, then call it day, he set his discarded quill back to the paper. He was just starting to remember where he had left off when he heard the woman’s question.

Surprised, Charlie looked up at her with a small smile. “Yeah! It is!” He was happy that his sketches were recognizable enough for someone to know the specific species of dragon. “You know of them?”

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ascarredlion‌:

Bill rolled his eyes, laughing softly. “I’m sure the dragons appreciate your charm.”

Originally posted by happygleeson

“Yeah, they’re pretty much the only ones.” Charlie said, shrugging his shoulders. “My charm and humor are just wasted on humans it seems.”

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greengrassxastoria‌:

Astoria was starting to realize she had drew the short stick one too many times since she started her internship. But then again the other interns hated her -well perhaps hate was a strong word, they simple wished she didn’t work with them- some would never see past her surname, the crimes of her parents were a legacy she never wanted to carry. Others even dared to suggest she had used her influences to get the job, as if someone would waste influences to get an intern job, they were glorified errand wizards and witches who didn’t get paid overtime. 

Wanting nothing more than apparating home Astoria had one thing to do before being able to finally catch a breather. And it involved stopping by the Leaky Cauldron. She delivered what she needed to deliver, and when the stress finally left her, she finally noticed how much her feet hurt. Astoria pulled back the nearest chair to finally sit down when a voice surprised her. 

❝Oh sorry❞ she apologized looking around for the person who was using the chair, ❝are they coming back soon?❞ she asked not waiting for an answer before sitting down, ❝it won’t be long I swear❞ Astoria said reaching for the clasp of her high heels, ❝I know I should’ve charmed them long ago but I’m just so bloody stubborn when it comes to recognizing I made a terrible choice… ❞ she kept talking while undoing her shoes, ❝sorry, are they back yet?❞

“I, uhhh....” Charlie stuttered as he watched the woman mess with her high heels. He had never been particularly adept at talking to strangers, always preferring to keep to his own devices. He just had a hard time relating to other people, especially when he was so used to be isolated and alone, usually only with some kind of creature to keep him company. Charlie nodded slightly as the woman talked about charming her shoes. “No, sorry, there uh-...” He stuttered, rubbing the back of his neck in embarrassment. “There isn’t actually anyone sitting there, I was just hoping to have the table to myself.” He said, as he gestured to his papers strewn across the table.

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just-ginny‌:

Ginny couldn’t help it–the glee was spreading across her face, her smile beaming as she squeezed even tighter. “Did you send it to the Burrow? I moved out!” She backed away, still incapable of wiping the smile from her face. “I have a flat here in London now. You know I read all your letters.”

Charlie grinned back at Ginny as he saw the smile spread across her face. “You have a flat in London and you haven’t even invited me over? I’m hurt. He said, a chuckle escaping his throat. “I know, I know. You just wait around day after day, waiting for my letters because they are the happiest moments of your life.”

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parpatil‌:

A day off could be a flip of a coin. It could mean a day full of meeting up with friends or dragging Padma along on errands, a day full of laughter and window shopping and forgetting her adult responsibilities for a moment. On the other side of the coin though was a situation like today. A day where everyone is busy with their own work or previous engagements. A day where Parvati could only stand doing chores around the flat alone with her thoughts for so long. Finally having enough, Parvati threw on fresh pair of jeans with an oversized sweater and left for a crowded and lively pub to grab a bite of lunch.

Unfortunately for her, it seemed like the Leaky Cauldron was having the same kind of day as her. Parvati’s hands fisted up the sleeves of her sweater as she around the bar, trying to find anything or anyone she might know. That was part of the reason she came to the Leaky Cauldron so often; there was always a familiar face. That’s when she saw a shock of red hair bent over the table and her spirits shot up. Without a second thought, Parvati walked over and pulled the chair out, ready to make a smart quip. In retrospect, she should’ve known it was someone else. Not only were there scribblings and drawings all over the table, the build was entirely different. The shoulders were too broad, the hair was styled differently, and for Merlin’s sake was that a beard?

“No, no. I’m so sorry. I uhm,” Parvati took a deep breath, trying to relax her nerves from the sheer shock of embarrassment, “Honestly I was going to say I thought you were someone else but that’s so foolish for more so many different reasons,” Was this karma for all the times she ridiculed someone for calling her Padma?

Charlie ran his hands through his hair a final time before he crossed arms, leaning forward to rest them on the table. This wasn’t the first time this had happened, he’d been told before, when he was in school, that he had a very “mistake-able face”, whatever that meant. Tonks even used to tease him, saying that he had some metamorphmagus blood in him. Shaking off the memory of his old friend, Charlie gave the woman a small smile. “It’s fine, it’s happened before.” He fiddled with the quill on the table in front of him. “I’ve been mistaken for different people all the time. Who did you think I was?” Charlie asked, suddenly curious, or maybe he just wanted an excuse to not have to return to his writing. His editors were going to kill him because he would probably have to push the deadline of his first draft back again, but he just could not focus on it today.

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patilcommapadma‌:

Padma was just stopping into the Leaky Cauldron to pick up a quick dinner after work. It had been a good day, consistently busy without being overwhelmed. She couldn’t wait for a momnent to get off her feet, relax, and eat though. Her notebook was in her bag as well, and she thought she might write a bit as well; she had been inspired all day. It was the perfect place, especially since the place was quiet and seemed pretty dead at the current moment. Without thinking, she started pulling out one of the first chairs she saw, until she heard the voice. Looking up, she saw the face of Charlie Weasley, surrounded by parchment and books. It reminded Padma of herself, when she found a topic she was interested in and wanted to learn more about. “Oh. Sorry. I wasn’t paying attention.” It wasn’t a typical thing for her, but it did happen. Glancing at all of his supplies, she glanced at him once again, her curiosity piqued. “What are you working on, if you don’t mind me asking?”

Taking his hands out of his hair, Charlie reached for a napkin on the table and started using it to try to rub the ink stains off of his hand while he surveyed the woman in front of him. Normally, he would hate to be disrupted from his work. But, as he glanced from his notes back to the woman, he could feel the strain in his eyes and the headache starting to form from working for too long. He never used to get this burnt out from working out in the field, Charlie though with annoyance. Clearing his throat, he leaned forward and gestured to the illustrations on a page close to the edge of the table. “I’m working on a research and reference guide.” Charlie said. “On dragons.”

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just-ginny‌:

A wide smile broke across her face as Ginny heard the familiar voice. Charlie had always been her favorite, aside from the twins. He was the brother who had not only treated her like the princess she was, but taught her how to be the hero she’d need to become. With a roar of glee, she leapt towards Charlie, arms wrapping around his midsection.

“What are you even doing here?!”

Charlie laughed as Ginny threw her arms around him. Hugging her back, he picked her up and twirled her around before putting her back on the ground. Being the baby of the family, all of the older siblings in the Weasley family had obviously loved Ginny, but Charlie had always had one of the closer relationships with her in the family.

“I moved back! I have a cottage just outside of town. I sent an owl, but it must have gotten lost. Or maybe you just didn’t bother to read my letter, which I wouldn’t be surprised by.” Charlie teased.

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fairand-justhannah‌:

Hannah was so close to the end of her shift, but she was dead on her feet. She’d been running around like a madwoman all day, and now that the Cauldron was quiet, she finally felt like she could take a freaking break and relax. She chose a seat near the man who’d been writing all evening, since she figured having a bloke nearby would scare off any guys who might want to disturb her five minutes of peace, and she figured he wouldn’t mind, since he was so caught up in his writing. Come to think of it, his eyes were closed, so he might not have even been awake. Hannah really wished she was doing the same.

When he spoke to her as she pulled out her chair, she just about jumped out of her skin. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to- I was just looking for a place to rest while I take my break, I can go somewhere else if you like.”

Taking one look at the woman, Charlie immediately felt bad about his reaction. He had seen her running around all day, making sure everyone got their orders and drinks. He’d even been impressed by how quick she had been in getting him his tea when he had ordered it earlier, even though it had been incredibly busy. Reaching out, Charlie gathered his notes up into a neater pile so that he wasn’t taking up the entire table.

“No, no, it’s fine. You can sit. Sorry about that.” He replied. He usually made it a point to interact with the least amount of people possible when he was out in public, but he couldn’t deny the seat to the obviously exhausted woman. Giving her a small smile, Charlie picked up his discarded quill from earlier, trying to remember where he left off.

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ascarredlion‌:

“And you’re one to talk, Charlie.”

Originally posted by sherrenaz

“I prefer the term ‘charmingly adventurous’, but to each their own.” Charlie said with a grin.

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fleurxweasley‌:

“Well then,” Fleur begun speaking with playful sass, sitting down anyway. Her accent was clearly weaker than it had been 3 years ago but the affection in her voice for Charlie was certainly a lot stronger. “I shall tell them zat I am here now. As I would very much like to say hello to mon doux beau-frère. Bill has been talking to me about how you are back and yet I see that you have not stopped by for tea?” Her tone was gently scolding.

“… Oof. And you prefer zis very cold one to mine?,” Fleur added, brows furrowing as she tapped the mug. She raised her hand immediately to flag down a bartender who had already been looking in their direction. He zoomed down immediately, passing another hand to get to her. “I would like two more teas, please. Hot. Thank you.”

Charlie’s eyes shot open at the sound of the woman’s voice as she sat down. Looking over at Fleur, Charlie grinned sheepishly. He had been so wrapped up with moving into his cottage and trying to adjust to “desk work” that he had completely neglected to visit Bill and Fleur. “I’m sorry Fleur,” he said. “I had meant to drop by, I just kept getting sidetracked by other things.” Charlie reached out to straighten the notes and books on the table, making them into two neat piles. “You know how it is with work”

He smiled and shook his head as she ordered drinks for the both of them. “Why do you think I wasn’t drinking it?” He joked. “Nothing can compare to your tea.” Leaning back in his chair, Charlie crossed his arms. “How have you been? How are you and Bill?”

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fayxdunbar‌:

There weren’t much customers at the current moment which allowed Fay to meander about, doing some slight up-keeping and what not. While people did come and go, she noticed a rather odd, if slightly stressed man from the looks of it. From the parchments and books strewn about, it seemed like he could be a writer. Aside from his tea, he hadn’t ordered anything else and Fay nearly pitied the poor man. Still, she decided not to bother him and just left him be while she took care of the other customers. That plan changed when she passed by after cleaning a nearby table and caught a glimpse of what the parchments and books were.

“Sorry,” Fay apologized, but made no move to leave the seat, “it’s just that I happened to see your reference books and I saw your illustrations. You’re a dragonologist, right? So, you study magizoology? I’m studying the subject as well, but I don’t know anyone who’s in the field and I’m just fascinated. I was also wondering if you’d be alright if I asked some questions?”

Charlie cracked an eye open when he heard the stranger start talking, even after he had made it clear he didn’t want to be disturbed. Taking his hands away from his hair, he crossed his arms and surveyed the young woman who now sat next to him, his eyes moving from her face, to his notes, then back to her. He normally made it a point not to talk to strangers, he was not a fan of small talk, or really even getting to know people in general. But because he was already fed up with rehashing this chapter over and over again, and because he remembered being so enthusiastic about magizoology when he was younger, Charlie decided to humor the woman.

“Yes, I am a dragonologist.” He answered. “I can’t guarantee I’ll know all the answers to your questions, but I can try.”

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prcdigalweasley‌:

“Look, it’s taken me a long time to even get to this point.” He responded, a little indignantly as he looked towards his brother relieved to have avoided being splashed with coffee. Percy had always considered himself closest to Charlie, his older brother had always made him feel at ease even when he’d broken his arm and it was Percy who had done most of the crying. Percy wrote to him frequently, Charlie wrote back more often than he didn’t. They had a degree of understanding. 

“How’s the study coming along? Still singed?” Percy asked raking a hand through his hair, making it stick up a little oddly in places, “All’s good I hope?” Maybe it was because they were both fire signs, maybe it was because they both understood not feeling quite like they fit into their home, maybe it was just because Percy didn’t feel like he was being scrutinised by Charlie but he’d always found him the easiest to talk to out of all of his siblings. “Oh, I’m sorry about your coffee.”

“I’m see that, you would have tried to hex me in that same situation a few years ago.” Charlie teased as he bent to wipe drops of his spilled coffee off of his shoes. He gave his younger brother a quick once over, making sure he didn’t look too stressed or tired. He had always had a special connection with Percy, he was the first one who had made him an older brother, not just Bill’s younger brother, so he had always had a soft spot for him. 

Charlie let out a laugh at the question, reaching out to tussle Percy’s hair even more. “Yeah, still singed. I’m thinking about just leaving it the way it is and working around the damaged spots instead of waiting for someone to come fix everything. It would make for a good conversation starter at least. You know, if I ever actually had anyone over at my house.” He snagged the now-empty coffee cup off of the ground and dropped in a nearby bin. “Don’t worry about it, I probably shouldn’t have any more caffeine today anyway.” Charlie said with a shrug. “Where were you off to?”

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The Leaky Cauldron had been dead for the last hour now. Only Charlie and handful of other people remained seated around the different tables in the small pub. The tea he had ordered sat forgotten at the far end of the table from when he had ordered it hours ago. Papers, parchment and a few reference books were strewn across the table he sat at, lines of writing and illustrations scribbled out on the sheet closest to him. Charlie had been working since the early morning on the chapter of his book. Since then, he had managed an astounding two illustrations and a page of writing.

Running his ink smudged hands through his hair, Charlie sighed and closed his eyes, regretting his decision to leave the constant travel and field research he was accustomed to in order to write his reference book. He was dragged from his thoughts by the scrape of the chair to his right. “Sorry, that seat is taken.” He said, his eyes still closed.

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hrry-pctter‌:

Harry had picked little Teddy Lupin up especially early that morning; he had the morning free of any obligations and apparated over to Mrs. Tonks’ place at six that morning to give her the day to herself without a rambunctious toddler to take care of. After hours of pushing the little boy on the swing and cramming himself into the swirly slide because Teddy was too afraid to go down alone, he was exhausted, having fallen asleep in his godson’s toddler bed while reading his bedtime story. 

With his hair even messier than usual and a drawing of the two of them clutched in his hand, Harry headed out, deciding to stop for a dinner that didn’t have the crusts cut off and walked in the Leaky Cauldron, jumping back slightly when he nearly knocked into a familiar face with the door. “Sorry, I didn’t see you at first.”

Charlie grunted and took a step back as the door to the Leaky Cauldron swung open just as he was reaching for it. He had stopped in for a quick butterbeer on his way home from the Ministry. Apparently there was a mysterious disease that was affecting a large population of Hebridean Black dragons in the islands near Scotland, and they had called him in to consult on the issue. He was just leaving and looking forward to going home and watching some mindless reality TV show when Harry came in.

“ That’s alright. Long time, no see Harry, how have you been?” Charlie asked. He and Harry had never talked much, but he had been over at the Burrow enough with Ron for Charlie to recognize him. “You look tired, mate.”

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prcdigalweasley‌:

He counted his steps as he walked, numbers offered a logical reprieve from the bustling chaos around him. It made it easier to breathe. He wouldn’t call himself nervous, not by any means but Percy had always tried to fold his body as far into the background as he could. There was no real benefit of being exposed. It was easier to control what people thought of him when he didn’t give them enough detail to make assumptions. Personally, Percy considered himself semi-observant, minorly self-aware and tightly wound, not really negative things just… opportunities for improvement.

As such, when his shoulder was bumped by another person walking the opposite direction to himself he absolutely seen it as a learning opportunity, perhaps he could practice his breathing-

“Would you mind watching where you’re going?” His voice spoke before he could stop himself.

Charlie grunted as he shifted his loaded bag from one arm to the other, juggling his folder of notes and his coffee in his left hand. He had just left the Leaky Cauldron, a place he frequently visited, where he had been working on his book. The background noise of the pub had always helped him focus; especially lately, since his own study at home was still undergoing some repairs from the last creature he had fostered for a few days before it had gone to a sanctuary.

Charlie shook his head and smiled slightly, remembering the small dragon jumping around and lighting things ablaze. Lost in the memory, Charlie didn’t even notice the person in front of him until their shoulders collided and his coffee went splashing onto the pavement. Turning to apologize to the person, Charlie quickly let out a chuckle. “I see you’re still working on that temper, huh Percy?”

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2k make me choose edits:

@flintwoodandco asked: thestrals vs dragons

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just-ginny‌:

The scraping of the bricks was never a pleasant sound on its own, but the bustling of people crowding the shops beyond always made up for it. Ginny smiled to herself, the heels of her boots clicking as she made her way down the cobblestoned street, past shops bursting with all sorts of colorful odds and ends. She almost didn’t notice the familiar face, but it wasn’t as if she was going to not say something. After all, it had been a while…

“Oh… hey.”

Charlie sighed as he reviewed the shopping list that he had been slowly crossing things off of for the last few hours. He was not a fan of how busy the shops usually were and would always put his shopping off until he could get all of it done in one large trip. Mumbling under his breath, he started down the street towards Scribbulus Writing Implements in order to stock up on the parchment that he was running dangerously low on. He was so focused on planning out the rest of his shopping list in his head that he almost didn’t notice Ginny until she spoke. 

“Hey yourself, stranger.” Charlie said, his face breaking out into a grin.