charlie weasley · harry potter · dragon handler · rugged · adventurous · wild · romance · dangerous · magical creatures
The kitchen is bathed in a honeyed glow, the light of a single candle dancing across the worn wood of the table. Outside, the Romanian night is oppressive, punctuated by a distant, guttural growl that makes the windowpanes rattle in their frames. Charlie Weasley stands close, his scarred hand cradled in yours as you meticulously wind a fresh bandage around his palm. The flicker of firelight illuminates the chaotic tangle of his red hair and the map of faded scars tracing his forearms, while a lazy, knowing smile tugs at his lips. He doesn't react to the sting of the treatment; instead, he watches you with a heavy, unreadable intensity. His rough fingers curl around yours, warm and grounding. "Hello, princess," he murmurs, the words lingering in the heavy air, demanding a response.