Charlie The Magnificent Vol 2

[hexed to adults]

It's weird, living in the Burrow again. It seems empty without Mum running about. At least Dad's starting to eat more. He's still miserable, but can't really blame him. He'll be better at some point, right? It was so hard to see him tear up when he handed me the scarf and mittens Mum had made for me for my birthday. Okay, I was just as bad. He said she had finished it just a couple of days before.. yeah. They have dragons on them and everything, actually.. When I think about it, they remind me of the set she made me when I was kid and just left for Romania for the first time. Brought back a lot of memories. Oh Mum...

Anyway, other than that, we're doing okay, I guess. Could be better, especially sleep-wise, but okay. If anyone could send or bring me some cigarettes, though, it'd be great. I'm on a bit of a smoking binge again, I can't help it.

Handwriting is slightly shaky as Charlie is upset, plus there are a few ink splotches here and there.


( Hexed private, but breakable to Nora )



[Hexed against anyone under 18]

I- I'm afraid I have to stay for a bit longer. Tiny, the Ironbelly who arrived at the reservation the day I started working here all these years ago.. The first dragon I was assigned to work with.. Oh Merlin, this is so hard. She passed away yesterday. I- We don't know what happened, she seemed in good health, it doesn't make any sense. It doesn't make any sense at all. She was pretty young for a dragon and she was quite healthy, too. I don't know, it's just- she meant a lot to me, you know? It's pretty much losing a friend.

Anyway, I need to give her a proper send-off and figure out what am I going to do about the research. She was a huge part of it and now.. I'm not sure how am I going to be able to continue it right now I just need to stay here for a bit longer.

So no, I am not off on a bloody vacation with Stevie or anyone else, in case someone has any doubts about that, thanks.

[Hexed to siblings, that including Tonks]

Hey, Nora and the girls are back in England. They're staying with her brother, but could you check on her and the girls some time for me? I'm sure they're safe there, but it'd make me feel better if I knew they're doing all right. I'd do it myself, but things aren't going too well and I doubt she'd want to hear from me ever for a bit.

Thanks.

Okay, everyone. Make sure you're sitting down and not holding anything sharp, highly explosive and/or hot that you might drop out of excitement. Wouldn't want you to get hurt when you find out I'm moving back to England. Yeah, I'm done with the whole living in two countries thing and jumping back and forth. My girls will have to learn to put up with me 24/7, I almost feel for them. Almost.

So anyway, I've already got a job lined up in the Ministry in the Dragon Research and Restraint Bureau. Me at the Ministry. Fate has an odd sense of humour, doesn't it? Before I can officially move back, I need to finish a research I've been working on, which means I'll be in Romania for the next two-three weeks. Nora and the girls are coming with me. We got a pet-sitter for the zoo we have here, so Dorcas, don't worry about them. They'll be fine. And no, I'd love you to, you can't come. Some other time, yeah?

We're looking for a new house, as well, since this one's seriously getting way too crowded. I think we have a couple picked out, but we'll deal with it when we get back.

Keep us posted with everything going on while we're away, yeah? I wouldn't want Nora to lose her mind out of boredom and/or despair while stuck in Romania, would I? Hah, I'm just kidding, love.

( Private to self )


( Private to Dorcas )


( Private to Nora )


Anyone want a visit from me and Marly? We promise not to break anything. Or at least try our very best.

Hey, y'all! Stevie here, first time in London, the awesomest place ever! Seriously, dude, this is pretty kickass.

Charlie-boy left this thing over at my place. A diary. Hah! I was kinda hoping to see entries that start all 'Dear diary' or whatever, but what can I say, Charlie-boy ain't a pansy after all. That's cool, 'cause I'd totally have to kick his cute British ass if he was. Can't be working with haggard ass dragons if you're a freakin' pansy! The whole baby thing has turned him a big enough wuss already.

That reminds me. Hey, Charlie's woman, sorry I totally forgot your name, I'm still having a hangover from last night. I hope Charlie didn't wake you when he got home late, at least he wasn't drunk or whatever. Didn't mean to keep him for so long, but we had stuff to do.

I got a new freakin' tattoo! He picked it out, it's pretty darn kickass! I tried to make him get one, too, but you have a wuss for a.. hey, what are you, guys, anyway? You're not married, don't tell me you call him your boyfriend? He's like, what, fifteen years older than me so like forty-something, uh? I dunno, that's weird, but whatever. Do you really have, like, five kids? That's muffed up, man. I'm never having kids, it'd totally muck up my belly tattoo. It's a piece of art, dude, I can't go screwing with the canvas. I'll go straight for a guy with kids already, 'cause they're, you know, sick of diapers and ready to live their own lives. Mucho fun.

Anyway, you might want to let him know I have his diary and he also forgot his smokes I brought all the way from Romania 'cause I know he's picky about his freakin' cigarettes. And tell him I have something important to talk to him about. Just send him to my place as soon as possible, right? Thanks, babe.

How's school, Dorkster? Sucks, don't it? Come to the freakin' reserve already, what the hell are you gonna learn at that Pigwarts or whatever anyway? Only the boring crap you'll never use, that's what.

Alrighty-ho then. Cheerio, doodles, pip-pip or whatever you freakin' British say. No, just kidding. You're just dandy.

Hey, Dad, we'll be shipping the girls over at the Burrow in a couple of hours, yeah? Thanks for having them over for the weekend.

Nora, we're finally getting rid of them! Woohoo. Quick, let's move to another country before they come back and we're stuck with them agai-

[inksplots and a long line where his quill ran off since he got tackled by Marlene, Dorcas and Giselle]

Ah, my ribs. Bloody hell, they're stronger than I thought.

May there be at least 45 more wonderful years to come, Mum and Dad!

Seriously, the ceremony was great. Even Lotte loved it (though she started with her why-won't-you-marry-mum-already-routine again) and she's the one who hates everything, isn't she? And I've never seen Nora cry so much. Ever. I know pregnant women are supposed to be so emotional, but this is a whole new level with her. It's been a rough six and a half months so far anyway. I planned on staying in London full-time starting the eighth month, but reckon I'm going to have to take my leave a bit earlier. Nora's already complaining I'll just drive her mental if I'm around all the time, but she doesn't really have a say in this.

Also, she finally made up her mind and let the Healer tell us the sex of the baby. Yep, it's a girl. Nora was so sure she's expecting a boy (mostly because she didn't have this much troubles with the four girls we've got), but hey, as long as our baby girl's healthy, we're happy. The only thing is, to make sure she is healthy, Nora's going on bed rest which is slightly problematic since she should be avoiding stress, but the bed rest is really pissing her off right now. But she'll suck it up. For the baby.

Oh yeah, sorry to anyone who got cornered by Herbert (the iguana) at the ceremony. I told Dorcas to leave him at home, but you know her. She got Herb from one of my colleagues and now she's dragging him everywhere. Honestly, she'd take Vassili (the dragon, not the Russian) everywhere as well if she could. She's worse than me when I was a kid. I'll probably have to double-check her bags on September 1st that she doesn't try and smuggle him into Hogwarts, I don't think they'd like an iguana running about there.

Better be off now. I've got a significant other to usher back in bed and daughters to find food for. Apparently no one knows where the grocery is.