Author's Note: I have way too many Charlie Weasley stories started and someday I'll finish them, promise! I hope you enjoy this one.

Title: Little Dragon

Word Count: 1,235 (not including A/N)

Characters: Charlie Weasley (Main), OC

Rating: T (To be safe)

Disclaimer: I do not own anything you recognise, the Harry Potter world belongs to J. K. Rowling

"There are plenty of jobs here, Charlie. You could maybe even ask Albus to let you help out at the school with the animals there? Why go over 1500 miles away?" Molly fussed, starting to get emotional once again at the idea of one of her children leaving. Sure, Bill had moved out last year so he could be closer to work but at least he was still in the country. This was different. Charlie was leaving home and going to Romania, a foreign country with poor floo connections and where it takes an owl about three days to travel each way. It wasn't like Molly could just pop in to see how he was doing and this is what worried her the most – she wouldn't be able to make sure her son was safe. She was scared.

"Please, mum, don't worry about me. If the slightest thing happens – even if it's just that I break a mug – I will let you know, okay?" He said as he hugged his mother once more. "My portkey will be leaving soon so I need to go. Once I get unpacked I will send you a letter so you aren't worrying. Sound good? I love you, mum." Charlie told her confidently with a reassuring smile just for her, thankful none of his siblings were in the room in fear of being teased mercilessly. He pulled away and kissed her cheek before lifting the old brown boot and grabbing his trunk in his other hand as the expected feeling of viciously being pulled from his navel came over him.

The pulling stopped and Charlie fell to his knees in what seemed to be a foyer. He looked up to see a tall dark haired man who offered his hand to help Charlie up, which he gratefully took.

"Welcome to the Romanian Dragon Sanctuary. You are Charles Weasley, correct?" The man asked, picking up a pen and clipboard from the desk neck to him, crossing off the name once Charlie nodded.

"I only get called that when my mother is angry, though." He chuckled. "I'm just Charlie… and I'm really here…" He breathed out a sigh of relief and looked around him, going 360° before facing the man again. "Who did you say you were?"

"I didn't. My name is Sorin Dalca." The man introduced with a smile. He was the same height as Charlie but looked in his thirties and his dark hair had receded a lot at the top. "Your room is through that door and down the hall. It is number 24. When you get there, a leaflet will be on the bed with everything you need to know. There are no locks on the door, but can only be entered by someone registered with the Sanctuary and are barred to be entered by anyone but the owner of the room after 10PM. I hope you enjoy working here." He smiled once more and glanced at his watch, turning to the spot Charlie had landed on a few minutes prior just as a girl hit the ground with a thud, blue umbrella in hand which Charlie assumed to be her portkey as it was discarded as Sorin helped her up. "Welcome to the Romanian Dragon Sanctuary. You are Sonja Lukasik, correct?"

Charlie waved before heading to find his new room. He was amazed at how long the hallway looked but he kept on going until he arrived at room 24. He pushed open the door and was greeted by a larger room than he expected. He was under the impression that he would come across maybe a small room with a bed, desk, wardrobe and bathroom, based on the distance between each door. Instead he was greeted by a joint kitchen, living and dining room with three doors leading off from it. Along with the surprise of a large room, there was someone on the sofa.

"I wondered when my roommate was getting here. I'm Andrei Ridgebit, nice to meet you. Is this your first time working with dragons?" The man asked, stretching out a hand for him to shake once he was sitting upright.

"Charlie Weasley, yeah this is my first time working with dragons." He hesitated then asked, "Ridgebit… As in Harvey Ridgebit? The founder of the sanctuary?" Charlie asked, pulling his trunk towards one of the doors to see which room was his. Before he had left, he had read up on the history of the Romanian reserve and which dragons they currently housed.

"Great Grandpa Harvey." Andrei smirked, "Feel intimidated yet?" He asked jokingly. "My father and uncle are running the place at the minute. It could almost be classed as a family business since myself, two of my brothers and one of my sisters are also working here along with my two cousins. You'll meet them all eventually, I'm sure."

Charlie nodded and went into the empty bedroom and started to unpack. "What are their names?" He asked to make conversation.

Andrei came to the door, watching Charlie as he spoke. "My father is Harvey and my uncle is Dracul. My two cousins are Petre and Wadim but I doubt you would run into them as they mainly go between other sanctuaries to transport documentation or dragons. My older brother is Stefan. My younger brother is Sora and my sister is Kaida. Sora and Kaida would be your age – I'm assuming you came here straight from school - and they are next door in room 22, I think, or maybe it's 26. My eldest brother doesn't work here but he is a Harvey as well. He is getting married soon and decided to find a safer job to help his fiancé sleep at night. My youngest sister, Audrey, is still in school and has no interest whatsoever in joining us here." He came over to sit on the bed, picking up the photo album Charlie had just set on the bedside table and having a flick. "How about you? Big or small family?"

"I am one of seven." Charlie grinned, looking up at him. "One older brother, four younger brothers and a younger sister. All still in school except from Bill – he is a curse-breaker for Gringott's bank"

"You know, I think we are going to get on well, Charlie. Any questions you have about the sanctuary, just ask me - the leaflet on your desk is good but not great." He smiled and set the photo album down again. "I'll let you unpack in peace. You English ones like tea, right? I'll make us a cup each."

Charlie finished unpacking quickly then started a letter. He didn't plan on sending it just yet but he was going to at least start it and send it once he figured out where the owls were kept.

"Dear Mum,

So far, so good. Unpacked and ready to get started. I have a bedroom to myself and only have to share the main room with one person who happens to be the great-grandson of the founder of the Romanian Dragon Sanctuary! I'll write to you every day but only send the letter at the end of each week or two so as not to tire the owls too much.

Love,

Charlie."

Charlie smiled and put the start of the letter in the top drawer of the desk in his bedroom. He would finish it soon.

A/N: Thanks for reading , like I said, someday I will finish this so just hang in there.