The three entered quickly and the girl quickly jumped excitedly when she saw Charlie. "Daddy!" she screamed as she ran towards him. Luna looked at Rolf who just stood there in shock. Daddy?

Charlie smiled and looked at the girl, "Primrose darling," Charlie winced in pain as he sat up. Primrose climbed into the bed and laid beside Charlie and looked at him with a smile. She laughed as Charlie booped her nose. "Thank you, Luna and Rolf, here I'd like you to introduce yourself, Prim," he looked at the girl and she looked away angrily. "Prim?" he repeated and the girl looked at Luna.

"My name is Primrose Weasley," she said politely. "Thank you for bringing me to my father," she said with a kind smile.

"You adopted her?" Rolf asked, "Why didn't you tell anyone?" he asked a little bit upset.

Charlie looked away. "Prim is special Rolf, you don't understand what it'd be like if mum or dad found out about her," he muttered. He grabbed onto Primrose and winced again in pain. "Darling, can you look at me?" he asked. Primrose looked at Charlie. "Do you remember Athena?" he asked.

"She's your girlfriend right?" Primrose said. Charlie's eyes stung with tears as he looked at the innocent 17-year-old. Even though Primrose was 17, she acted like she was 13 or 14, she was still mature and responsible but sometimes her mood would change her mental age.

"She was," Charlie said sadly, "Athena is gone," he said his voice breaking. "Now, Prim, calm down," he started as he knew Primrose was about to do something tragic. He held onto her hand and calmed her down by brushing his hands on hers. "Did you want to see Brisk?" Charlie asked suddenly distracting her. Primrose then smiled.

"Of course!" she said. She stood up and looked at Rolf. "He's taking care of Brisky right?" she asked. Charlie nodded and looked at her.

"Come here," he said. Primrose walked back to Charlie and he hugged her. "Love you so much baby," he said. "Tell Brisk I say hi," Primrose nodded and left with Luna and Rolf.

"I saw that you know," a new voice said, Charlie, turned to see George who was walking towards the chair. He sat down and looked at Charlie shaking his head in disapproval. "You adopted a 17-year-old girl?"

Charlie looked at George and shook his head slowly. "She was 13 when I adopted her, she's- well her mental state isn't the best but she's a beautiful loving girl and I love her," he said.

"I know Charlie, but you have to tell mum someday, I know you think she likes everyone else better but she's worried about you." George said, "Charlie please, don't pretend to be asleep every time mum and dad are here."

"What do you know?" Charlie snapped. He looked at George who looked at him sadly, "Sorry, I know I know, but Primrose is special, and I know someone who is trying to find her, and I know they're going to use her once they find her!" he said quickly.

George scratched his head confused and looked at Charlie. "Who is she?" he asked.

"She's the last living Obscurial ever known in the whole world," Charlie said. "And she's my adopted daughter," he said.

"A daughter Charlie?" George said shocked. "A daughter? Charlie what?"

Charlie looked at George. "I've had her for 4 years, we've been fine," he said. "The Romanian Government owns the adoption papers, we're good George, don't worry abou-"

"Charlie!" George cried out.

"Prim is everything to me George don't you ruin this! I protected her from You-Know-Who! They tried to take her okay." Charlie said. "And now they're back, they're going to try to take her again," he said. "Please, you have to understand why I didn't tell anyone."

George looked away and looked back at Charlie. "Yeah, I understand. I won't tell anyone, but you have to eventually tell them," he said. "Does Bill know?" he asked. Charlie looked at George with a smile.

"Of course Georgie, did you think I wasn't going to tell my older brother? He's known for a while now," Charlie said. "Can you promise me something George?" Charlie asked.

George nodded. "Anything,"

"Watch over her okay? Watch over Primrose when I'm not around, promise?" Charlie said his lips quivering.

"I promise, love you, Charles," George said before walking away.

"Brisky?" Primrose laughed as she was greeted by the dragon once she entered the basement. "Hello," she held onto his neck and he moved around. She played with Brisk and the dragon made a cool flame in the air. Rolf looked at Primrose and frowned.

"Luna why are you standing so far away, she's not going to hurt you," Rolf said. Luna shrugged. He then heard footsteps heading towards them. "Hello Newt," he said still staring at Primrose and the dragon making sure nothing bad happened.

Newt looked at Primrose then smiled, "You must be Primrose," he said. Primrose looked at the old man and smiled at him.

"You're Newt Scamander," she said. "You've seen my kind before, you helped him. Are you going to help me too?" she asked. Rolf looked at Primrose in shock, she seemed mature at times but was still silly sometimes too. Was there something wrong with her personality?

Newt smiled. "I've met many Obscurials, don't worry Primrose you will be safe here, you know, you're very special Primrose," he said looking at the beautiful young girl.

"Thank you," Primrose said politely. "Do you know my dad?" she asked.

Newt nodded and handed Primrose a Niffler. "This is Dilly, take care of her for me okay?" he said calmly with a smile. Primrose held onto the Niffler and stared at it for a while.

"Just like caring for a baby dragon," Primrose whispered. "Hello Dilly," Dilly moved around in her hands and grabbed onto Primrose's necklace. Primrose cried out as the Niffler took it and ran away. Primrose chased after it by turning into an Obscurus and chased after it quickly before catching it. "Where's my necklace?" she asked the Niffler, she rubbed its stomach and her necklace along with a few other shiny pieces fell out.

She grabbed her necklace and put it back on. "Bad Dilly, this necklace is from daddy, and he'd be very upset if I lost it." Primrose shook her head and picked up the Niffler. She washed Dilly up and place her in the sleeping area for the Nifflers.

Primrose walked back and Rolf looked at her in awe. She was beautiful, and her abilities were amazing. "Primrose, do you have a wand?" Rolf asked. The girl laughed loudly.

"Of course I do! 13.5 inches, rosewood with dragon heartstring for the core." Primrose said with a sad smile. She took the wand out and raised it up. "Orchideous," she said softly and a bouquet of flowers appeared. "But, I can't really use offensive spells or defensive spells," she said.

Rolf nodded and took out his own wand. "It's alright, who taught you?"

"Why! Dad of course!" Primrose said with a smile.