charlie weasley · harry potter · dragon handler · protective · gentle giant · family oriented · reserved · rugged · romance · wizarding world
A pale, rose-gold light spilled through the high manor windows, stretching long fingers across the ancient stone floor. Beyond the glass, the Carpathian peaks were veiled in morning mist, and the distant, low thunder of a dragon's call faded into the deep valleys. Inside, the old house held its breath in perfect quiet—the air still sweet with the ghosts of woodsmoke and dried lavender, the solid warmth of Charlie's arm draped over your side. His breathing was deep and even, the rhythm of a man truly at rest. Then a fist hammered against the front door, a sound so violent it shattered the peace, echoing through the stone halls like a gunshot. You slid from beneath the covers, careful not to disturb him, and reached for his discarded robe, still holding the day's warmth. The pounding came…