Chapter Seventy Two

38.5K 2.4K 687

"Well, if dragon scales ever become currency...we're rich." Anora said dropping down a bucket of Roscoe's dragon scales as she found Charlie early that evening.

"Wow, someone is shedding."

"Which means he's growing. Just what we need... for him to get bigger. You know how much he consumes on his own?"

"He is the biggest of the breeds, Anora what did you expect?"

"I'm not even sure anymore." she said sitting down."What can we expect anymore? Remember when we were in school and Kettleburn gave his lesson on dragons. He told us that dragons could and would never be domesticated. But look at where we're at now...sure Roscoe and Norberta are far from household pets...but...look at them...I just spent the last few hours peeling scales off of one of the biggest if not the biggest dragon here and I lived to tell the tale."

"Maybe it's just a breakthrough with the dragons. Most people haven't spent as much time with dragons after they hatched. You were there everyday after Roscoe hatched...basically he imprinted on you like a little duck."

"A little duck?" she laughed. "Now I'm just picturing the weirdest combination of a dragon and a duck."

Charlie pressed his lips together. "Now I am too. Thank you for that."

"You're the one who said was Norberta today?" she asked him.

"She was...very...playful? She was really practicing her aerial hunting. Got me on the shoulder."

Anora leaned back and looked at the back of his shoulder, to see the rip and tear in his shirt.

"How did I miss that?" she said standing up and kneeling behind him. "Charlie, why aren't you with Sebastian getting it looked at."

"It's nothing to worry about, it doesn't even hurt."

"It's going to scar over."

"If it does at least I'll have something to show the next time we go to a Ministry meeting."

"Oh no, you give me hell for getting hurt, you get your arse up Charlie Weasley and march yourself to Sebastian and get healed."

"Or what?"

"Or I'll apparate you there myself."

Charlie smiled before standing up. "Alright, alright. I'll go."

Sebastian shook his head at the claw mark on Charlie's shoulder.

"You know for the top two handlers at the sanctuary, you and Anora are in here the most." Sebastian said.

"Well, it happens when you work as close as we do." Charlie said flinching at the burning pain in his shoulder as Sebastian examined it closely.

"Maybe you two should consider working from a safer distance."

"Where's the fun in that, Sebs?"

"Nothing will be fun if you get yourself killed."

"Don't talk like that. We're fine. We get hurt, brush it off and keep going."

Sebastian muttered something inaudible under his breath as he left to his drawer full of ointments and herbs.

"So, you and Anora came up in conversation today during lunch among some of the workers." He said returning with a jar in hand.

"Oh great." Charlie said. "What did they have to say?"

"It was more about your children, actually." Sebastian said.

Charlie's eyes widened and he turned around on the stool to face the man.

"You mean, Norbie and-"

"Not the dragons!" Sebastian chuckled.

"But Anora and I don't have any children." Charlie told him.

"I'm aware of that.However, the conversation was about your future children..."

"Why are people of the sanctuary talking about that..."

"Well, the interest is in what your children's hair would look like?"


"Think about it...Anora's hair is incredibly white and yours...well, you're a damn fire over here."

"People are concerned over what our children's hair would be?"

"I was thinking a strawberry color...maybe a closer pink."

Charlie scratched at the stubble on his chin. "I don't think that's how it works, Sebs."

"Still it would be pretty awesome. Or you know, you two having one of each. One little red head, another little white haired one running around. Although, my vote is still on the pink haired ones."

Anora jumped slightly as Iggy leaped from the counter onto her shoulder, nuzzling his cheek and whiskers into the back of her head.

"Someone's feeling affectionate." she smiled raising her hand to him, scratching the cat behind his ears. "How's my old man doing?"

Iggy's tail flickered in her face as he pawed at the side of her head.

"Stop it." Anora chuckled grabbing the cat off her shoulder and cradling him in her arms. "You're so weird."

Charlie walked in to see Anora cradling the cat like a baby in her arms while cooing at the cat. He felt a fluttery feeling in the pit of his stomach, until she caught sight of him.

"All patched up?" she asked.

"Yeah, should be as good as new in a few hours. Sebastian said it wasn't that deep of a cut."

"Well, that's good."

"I'm gonna shower." he said before quickly leaving.

Anora looked after him with his slightly odd behavior before turning her focus back on the cat.

When he finished his shower, Charlie laid on the bed closing his eyes. Anora walked over to the door and leaned in the doorframe.

"Are you okay?" she asked him. "You're acting weird."

"I am?"

"Uh...yeah...what's wrong?"

"Nothing I...just...uh.."


"Do you ever think about what our kids would look like?"

Imagine Dragons {Charlie Weasley}Read this story for FREE!