Chapter Seventy Three

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Anora's eyes were wide and her lips slightly parted in surprise at Charlie's forward question.

"O-our children?" she said.

Charlie sat up on the bed. "Sorry I didn't mean to make things weird I-..."

"No, it's not weird. Random...very random though."

"I...apparently everyone in the sanctuary was talking about us earlier...well our kids."

"What? Why the hell were they doing that?"

"I guess they were curious as to what they were going to look like because of our hair colors."

"Our hairs colors- oooooh!" she said, suddenly, she grabbed her chin and began to ponder. "Hmmm...that is an interesting question now that I'm thinking about it."

"Sebastian suggested that our kids would pink hair."

"I don't think that it would work out that way." Anora chuckled.

"That's what I said!" Charlie smiled as she walked over and sat beside him on the bed.

"I would think they would probably take after you with your hair, considering it runs pretty strong. Haven't met a blonde Weasley yet."

"You don't think we could have a little white haired one running around?"

"Probably not. It's not very common, the last person to have hair like this was my great-grandmother on my mother's it's not very likely. Wow..."


"I can't believe we're actually talking about this right now."

"I know...I didn't mean to catch you off guard like that. And this is not me wanting to rush into anything like that. I think we have enough on our hands raising two dragons."

"Oh we'll be raising more than two once the new ones hatch in the sanctuary. I am so excited! Little dragons waddling all over the place..."

"Roscoe and Norberta are going to be horribly pissy." Charlie sighed.

Anora waved her hand dismissing the thought. "They'll get over it. I can't wait for the new Peruvian Vipertooth to hatch. They are so beautiful when they're young...little copper babies!"

"Someone has baby fever." Charlie joked.

"Only dragon babies." she winked. "I'd like to hold off on human babies for awhile. I don't think I would make the best parent right now."

"Now why would you say that? Iggy's lasted this long under your care."

Anora snorted. "Yes, because a cat and a human child are one in the same."

"Iggy eats as much as a child."

Iggy glanced over at Charlie.

"Well, it's true." he said to the cat.

"Don't listen to him, Iggy. You can eat as much as you want." Anora said lifting up the cat in her hands and holding him up in the air.

Iggy let out a light sigh, tolerating Anora's baby voice that cooed at him again.

The next morning, Charlie and Anora awoke to the sounds of thunder, as storms were sweeping through the sanctuary that entire week.

Anora sat up groggily and before Charlie could react, she fell out of bed with a thud.

He leaned over the bed's side. "Uh..what was that?"

"I didn't realize how close I was to the edge." she said rubbing her back. "Oh my arse."

"Want me to kiss and make it all better?" Charlie grinned until he was smacked in the face with a pillow.

Suited up in rain gear, workers went around the sanctuary to check up on the dragons.

Dragons were not fans of rain.

Anora found Roscoe curled up tightly, his wings hovering over him protecting him from the weather. She smiled knowing he was all set, but Charlie calling over to her, alerted her instantly.

"I can't find Norberta." he said, his face dripping with rainwater.

"You think she took shelter deeper into the woods."

"Workers have scanned the area and haven't seen her and the only area that hasn't been checked is Sultan's."

"Oh great..please Merlin, tell me that Norberta didn't go to Sultan's territory. There's hardly any shelter over in that direction."

Roscoe shifted, his red eye peeking out from behind his wing.

"You...dragon.." Anora pointed at him. "Where's Norbie?"

Roscoe allowed some steam to pour from his snout before lifting up his wing, revealing Norberta tucked under, shielded from the rain asleep.

"Well, I'll be..." Charlie said as Roscoe lowered his wing again and returned back to his shelter.

"I think my heart just exploded." Anora squeaked. "How cute is that!"

The rain was picking up even more and pretty much became a downpour. Anora couldn't even see her hand out in front of her as she nearly slipped in the mud several times.

"This is ridiculous!" she spat the rainwater from her mouth.

Charlie gripped onto her raincoat as she nearly fell again, however, his feet slid out from him, and dragged the two of them down.

Rain poured over their faces like hundreds of buckets of water being dropped on their faces.

"I am so done with today." Anora said. "When we get back, I'm getting out of these clothes and-"

"I like where this is going..."

"...taking a warm shower...curling up in a ball by the fire...and laying there until the end of time. Or at least until I get warm."

"I could warm you up in a quicker way."

"Charlie Weasley!" she began giggling. "You have been spending too much time around me."

"Don't say it like it's a bad thing." he said pushing himself up and crawling over on top of her.

"Are you really doing this right now? It's pouring arse rain, and were in a mud puddle. All wet and dir...."

Suddenly, she began laughing to herself.

"I feel like there's a joke I'm not getting yet." Charlie said.

"That's because you're still so innocent," she said patting the side of his face," and my mind is a terrible place."

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