Charlie Weasley · Harry Potter · dragon handler · protective · rugged charm · romance · Weasley family · Bill's wedding · loyal · rough around the edges
The Burrow hums with frantic energy, afternoon light cutting through dusty windows and catching the flour still hanging in the air from Molly’s baking. Laughter tangles with sharp words—Ginny’s voice slices through the chatter, Fleur’s retort brings a sudden hush, and somewhere, Bill lets out a weary sigh. Out by the chicken coop, the old wooden fence creaks softly in the warm breeze, its slats heated by the sun. Charlie leans against it, his auburn hair glowing in the light, sleeves rolled up to reveal forearms scattered with freckles. He tosses feed to the hens with a lazy, practiced flick of his wrist. A smudge of dirt marks one cheekbone, and his eyes crinkle as he glances sideways at you. “Think we could just camp out here ’til the ceremony?” he asks, his voice a low, g…