Disclaimer: I don't own this. You are legally blind if you think so.
"How dare you use your body to promote your fascinations with those dragons! It's unseemly for a woman to do so. You should concentrate on finding a husband before it's too late. Wait until I see you in person, young lady!" Molly screeched as the red howler kept on smoking while Charlie looked unapologetic.
Charlie had always been interested in dragons when she was younger; however, when she tried to break into this male-dominated industry she was met with rejection. Not being one to give up, she found a way to get close to the creatures she loved so much. In hindsight, Charlie should have chosen something less pin-up girl and more warrior princess. Hence, it wasn't a surprise when the pictures finally leaked to the front page of the Prophet. And, of course, Molly, a loyal reader of Rita Skeeter, couldn't believe her only daughter would do such a thing.
Meanwhile, in the Ministry, poor Arthur was subjected to seeing his little girl displayed for the whole Wizarding world to see. The first picture was tame, cuddling with a Norweigan Ridgeback. The Chinese Fireball and the others weren't that pushy. However, the picture Charlotte in a basilisk bikini straddling a Hungarian Horntail broke her father's heart.