A/N: Ok, well this is my first fanfic…shudder. (Flings arm to forehead dramatically) Please be gentle.
Disclaimer: Alas, none of it is mine. Sigh.
Charlie Weasley walked into the dining hall dragging his feet and blinking groggily. It had been a long night for everyone at the dragon reserve; an intern had forgotten to lock a pen and a particularly vicious Swedish Short Snout had gotten loose. It had taken hours to catch the rampaging dragon and now all Charlie wanted was a hearty breakfast before what promised to be another extremely long day.
As he walked to his usual seat, he noticed that it was already filled. This never happened. Everyone one at the reserve knew exactly where to sit, and Charlie didn't like change, especially at such an early hour. If it was another one of those bloody interns…
"Hey you," he said rather rudely, "Your in my seat."
The girl looked up. She had shoulder-length brown hair and Charlie couldn't help but notice, even in his sleep-deprived state, how pretty she was.
"Me?" She asked sounding surprised, "They told me to sit here."
Charlie didn't have to ask who they were. He rounded on his two best friends: David Andrews and Monica Hope. They grinned mischievously. He should have guessed. They loved to see him get pissed off and unleash his Weasley temper on unsuspecting interns. Not that the interns didn't deserve it. Bloody interns… The girl looked at him weirdly and he realized that he must have said the last part out loud. Damn.
The girl spoke again. " Listen, I'll move, I didn't know this was your seat."
The girl had a different accent and he decided she must be from abroad. He stuck his tongue out at David and Monica.
"Nah," Charlie said taking a seat across from the girl, "It must be your lucky day though, I don't usually let interns steal my spot."
"Perhaps its your lucky day then, because I most certainly am not an intern," She paused, " I am a transfer."
She said this with mock dignity and so dramatically that they both cracked up. Her laugh had to be the weirdest that he had ever heard. It made her sound like she was hiccupping and she snorted a bit too. Charlie also noted that it crinkled her nose and the effect was quite cute. He then mentally slapped himself for thinking that.
"Well in that case, I'm Charlie Weasley, and for all my intern hating I'm a pretty nice guy."
She laughed her strange laugh again.
"Nice to meet you Charlie. I'm Katherine Fowler, but my friends call me Kit, and if you are in fact as nice a guy as you say you are, you can call me that too."
"Well Kit where did you transfer-" He was cut off by the sudden arrival of his friends.
"Hey look!" said Monica as she and David approached, "Charles made a new friend."
"Yeah," agreed David, "one who laughs even weirder than him!" Charlie scowled at him. "Ignore him." suggested Monica, rolling her eyes. "I'm Monica, by the way. And that fool over there is my boyfriend David."
David plastered a look of mock hurt on his face "Fool? Is that what you think of me?" "Yes." said Monica simply. "Well it was nice to meet you…" "Kit" "Right, Kit. My fool and I must be off we got a Welsh Green hatching in 20 minutes to prepare for. Ta ta." "You guys should come check it out," said David "See ya later."
"They seem nice." Said Kit.
"Yeah, there pretty good when they're not trying out ridiculous schemes." He looked around to find breakfast was over. "You wanna go see the hatching?"
Kit agreed and off they went.