Dancing with Dragons Chapter 3
A/N: Hello all. I know I've been gone for a long time and I apologize for that. I'm back now and so excited to continue this story just as we have been. So without further ado, let's go find some veela's. –MoonlitShadow
9:00 a.m. Romanian Dragon Reservation
Charlie gathered the last of Brylie's things and flooed them over to the Burrow early the next morning.
He sighed heavily and looked out the window across the Reservation over to where Brylie was saying her goodbye's to her favorite dragons.
He knew it was breaking her heart to leave them, but he also knew that this was the best outcome that they could've hoped for.
Ron changing was a Godsend to them and he knew she knew what this meant to him and their family.
The grandfather clock that closely resembled the one in the Burrow that sat next to their small fireplace chimed 9:00 making him shake his head in sadness.
It was time to say goodbye to the only family he had since leaving the Weasley's so many years before.
Glancing up at the clock he watched as the image of him and Brylie along the clock's outer ring magically changed to only show him.
So it was final.
This was it.
He now had to fulfill his duties of making sure that she got to the destiny that awaited her.
Swallowing back his own tears, he opened the front door to their small home and called out to the young girl.
"Brylie, it's time love."
"And you be a good girl for Char alright, love?"
Brylie cooed to the Horntail that had curled itself around her.
The Horntails eyes filled with tears as it nodded in understanding.
"I promise I'll come visit you as soon as I can."
She said as her voice shook with sadness.
"Brylie, come on love!"
She heard Charlie called again making her sigh deeply before giving the dragon one final pat and rising to her feet to make her way to the new life that awaited her.
She steeled herself and opted to not look back out over the Reservation that had been her home for so long, opting instead to keep on walking to the small house that had brought her so much comfort over the years.
She found Charlie leaning up against the mantle and could hear his quiet sniffles from the doorway.
"I'm sorry I have to leave like this, Charlie."
She said weakly as tears of her own began to fall.
Charlie turned and shook his head firmly before holding out his arms to her.
"No little one. This is the way it always was meant to be. You are my brothers, not mine. You need to be there for him for the start of your new lives together."
He said which she thought sounded awfully practiced and most definitely forced.
Wrapping her arms around his muscular frame, they wept together for the last time as just the two of them.
A family of sorts, made out of the broken pieces of the past.
All too soon, Charlie pulled back and gave one last sweep of his hand to his eyes before pulling her into the fireplace and shouting the name of the one place she never in her wildest dreams expected to go.
"To the Burrow!"
He yelled loud and clear as she watched the image of her home go up in green flames.
The Burrow 9:02 a.m.
Molly dipped the worn rag into the dish of warm water once more and placed it against her son's forehead.
Ron whimpered in pain and let out another horrific screech when she touched him.
It made her heart break into millions of pieces as she listened to his mournful song without his mate.
Soon, she thought.
Soon she would return and all would be well.
Suddenly, a loud pop was heard coming from the downstairs as she let out a cry of relief and watched as Ron's face twisted into a look of pure serenity.
She was here.
And his pain would soon cease for good.
Dropping the rag on the bed beside him, she quickly wiped her wet hands on her apron and ran from the room to the downstairs where there in her small living room stood her second oldest son and a young girl who stood nervously by his side.
She let out a gasp and began to weep at the sight of the beautiful woman that her Brylie had become.
"Brylie! Oh Merlin!"
She cried as she ran to the girl and took her into her arms in a tight embrace.
Brylie let out an awkward cough and patted the woman on the back lightly.
"It's good to see you too, mum."
She choked out just as Arthur rounded the corner into the living room.
"Dad!"
She cried as she gestured to Molly who was now cutting off her air supply.
"Right! Sorry love!"
Arthur said as he hurriedly peeled his weeping wife off of the young girl.
Charlie watched the interactions between his two families with delight swirling in his eyes.
Everything was as it should be.
"Welcome home, Brylie dear."
He said happily as he encased her in a warm hug to which she returned eagerly.
"Thanks dad, mum."
She said as she met both of their proud gazes.
"Well, sit down dear. Tell us all about Romania and how you've been. Look at how you've grown! Merlin, child we're going to need new clothes for your new figure."
Molly said as she bustled about the room making everyone comfortable.
Arthur made his way over to Charlie who still stood awkwardly next to the fireplace.
"Charlie, how are you lad? You look awfully well."
He said as he gave a one armed hug to his son.
Charlie nodded his eyes still firmly on the young girl who was now practically being harassed by an overbearing mother that she hadn't seen in ages.
"Mum, simmer down will ya? She's only just gotten here."
He chastised making Molly huff with indignation as Arthur chuckled fondly.
"Now that you're here, we have to decide where to put you for now."
Molly said as she looked over at Arthur and Charlie. Charlie looked confused for a moment before recognition lit up in his eyes.
His eyes narrowed at his mother and he shook his head firmly.
"Absolutely not! She is still too young for staying in his bed. She will have her own room until they are wed."
Brylie blushed a bright shade of red when she realized what they were referring to.
Quietly, she tested her voice and found that she could indeed still form words even under the uncomfortable circumstances.
"If it's alright mum, I'd prefer to stay in Ginny's room for now. I can visit Ron as often as you like though."
She said with a small smile making both Arthur and Molly's hearts warm with a joy they hadn't felt in a very long time.
"Oh that'd be lovely dear. Let me go fix you a bed and grab some towels."
Molly said as she nodded and hurried up the stairs.
Arthur and Charlie looked pleased by how easy it was for her to agree before turning to look down at Brylie who looked partly relieved and partly like she was going to faint at any moment.
"You alright there, little one?"
Charlie asked with his voice laced with concern.
Brylie nodded and snapped out of her reverie just in time to hear the most horrid sound ever.
A shrill screech that sounded something like an animal reverberated against the tiny house's walls making her cover her ears and wince in pain.
Arthur looked nervously at the stairs leading to the second floor as Charlie made to move closer to her.
"Tough time keeping him calm?"
Charlie asked as Arthur swallowed hard and nodded.
Brylie's heart dropped into the pit of her stomach when she realized what she had just heard was none other than Ron going through the changing.
Her eyes dropped to the floor as she fiddled with the string of her hoodie.
"Is it even safe for her to be here right now?"
Charlie asked as he looked at his father with narrow eyes.
Arthur nodded firmly and glanced over at the young girl who was soon going to be mated to his youngest son.
"Indeed it is. She will be just fine. Perhaps it is a good idea for us to let her see Ron before she gets settled into her room for the day."
He said thoughtfully as both he and Charlie looked at Brylie with hope shining in their eyes.
Brylie nodded her consent and silently stood as Arthur offered her his arm.
She smiled gratefully and took it without hesitation.
He led both her and Charlie up the stairs carefully until they were stopped right outside Ron's bedroom door.
Another screech filled the air making them all wince in discomfort.
"Well I guess it's now or never."
She said quietly enough so only Charlie could hear her.
Charlie nodded and reached out his hand to grasp hers and give it a small squeeze of reassurance.
The action was not lost on Arthur as he wondered how close his son and his soon to be daughter in law had really become over the years that they were together.
The thought quickly left his mind though when he opened the door and led them inside to where Molly was hunched over Ron carefully wiping the sweat off his brow.
Brylie's stomach churned to life as sickness swept over her at the sight of Ron in the state of the changing.
"Ron…"
She gasped as she instinctively ran to him and took his seemingly lifeless hand in her own.
The contact made Ron stop screeching and instead he let out a cooing sound that seemed to be music to her ears.
She closed her eyes and relished in the sweet sound as Arthur and Charlie watched in amazement.
"Ronny if you can hear me, it's Bry Bry. I'm back and I'm never leaving you again."
She whispered to him as she gently held one of his hands in her own and used her other hand to brush his sweaty hair out of his eyes.
Charlie moved closer towards his father and placed a gentle hand on his shoulder.
The older man took his wife into his arms and they all watched as Ron was soothed under his mate's soft touch.
"It's a sign, Arthur."
Molly choked out as tears began to fall from her eyes.
Arthur nodded and gave her a tight squeeze in his arms as he too watched the mates interact for the first time.
"I think it's best we leave them be for now."
Arthur concluded as he turned to lead both Charlie and Molly from the room.
Charlie hesitated and glanced behind him at the young girl and his brother before letting out a heavy sigh and following his mother and father from the room.
As soon as the door closed behind them, Brylie let out a deep breath that she didn't even realize she was holding.
For some reason, she felt much better now that she and her mate were left to themselves.
"There, that's better isn't it?"
She cooed to her mate as he cooed softly back to her.
She couldn't tell if he could hear her or not, but she liked to think that he did.
The changing was a horrible process that most veelas had to suffer through.
She had gone through the changing when she was just a child like most full blooded veelas.
Ron hadn't changed until he was eighteen and no one was really sure why.
She shrugged the thought off and dropped her shoes down onto the floor before discarding her hoodie on the chair that sat beside the bed.
She crawled carefully over Ron to the other side of the bed and curled up against her mate's side as she watched the clouds go by his window.
She felt her eyes grow heavy and soon she had fallen asleep there, almost in her mate's arms as he slumbered through his transformation.
Arthur and Molly came up later that night to check on them and were surprised to see that Ron had turned on his side and was now holding his mate in his arms tightly against his chest but was still sound asleep.
He let out a slight growl when they approached making Molly let out a yelp of surprise.
"He's aware that we're here."
Arthur exclaimed with a look of incredulousness.
"Of course he does. He has his mate with him now. He knows that she's the only one that belongs."
Molly mused as she took hold of Arthur's hand and stood carefully in the doorway watching the two as they slept.
The two veelas had been asleep together all day since she had arrived and Molly and Arthur didn't dare wake them.
They were finally together and little did they know a lifetime of surprises and happiness was just around the corner for them.
