Jun 4, 2026 · 48 min · 10 segments
All Charlie wants is to be left alone with his dragons. However, building a one-of-a-kind hatchery to breed and care for endangered whelps costs a pretty galleon. Enter Pansy Parkinson. Event planner…
It had been a few days since her birthday party, and she was still quite distracted by her interactions with Charlie Weasley.
They seemed to be caught up in this delicate dance of teasing and obsessing over each other.
She just wasn't sure how the dance ended.
Flirtatious baiting each other back and forth was all well and good, but it didn't change their circumstances.
He was still her client, and she was still going to have her life auctioned off like a broodmare eventually.
She sighed, picking up her journal.
There were some details to run past Charlie, but she'd been avoiding him since she'd kissed him on the cheek.
She blamed it on the potion rather than her apparent lack of self-control when it came to the rugged, handsome wizard.
It seemed that pestering him was something she couldn't resist.
[pen scratching] Charlie, the elves at the manor have provided a menu that I think would suit the gala.
I've updated the section containing food details.
If you approve, I will set up a tasting for mid-August.
I would advise against being rude to the elves again.
Who knows? They might poison you.
Then I'd have to find someone else to irritate.
Have a lovely day.
I shall take it into account the next time I visit.
It might also be helpful if a certain witch didn't try to make me look foolish in front of them.
Taunting the wizard was supremely satisfying.
Perhaps she should test how many messages she could send him before this dragon breathed fire.
It had been a few days since her birthday party, and she was still quite distracted by her interactions with Charlie Weasley.
They seemed to be caught up in this delicate dance of teasing and obsessing over each other.
She just wasn't sure how the dance ended.
Flirtatious baiting each other back and forth was all well and good, but it didn't change their circumstances.
He was still her client, and she was still going to have her life auctioned off like a broodmare eventually.
She sighed, picking up her journal.
There were some details to run past Charlie, but she'd been avoiding him since she'd kissed him on the cheek.
She blamed it on the potion rather than her apparent lack of self-control when it came to the rugged, handsome wizard.
It seemed that pestering him was something she couldn't resist.
[pen scratching] Charlie, the elves at the manor have provided a menu that I think would suit the gala.
I've updated the section containing food details.
If you approve, I will set up a tasting for mid-August.
I would advise against being rude to the elves again.
Who knows? They might poison you.
Then I'd have to find someone else to irritate.
Have a lovely day.
I shall take it into account the next time I visit.
It might also be helpful if a certain witch didn't try to make me look foolish in front of them.
Taunting the wizard was supremely satisfying.
Perhaps she should test how many messages she could send him before this dragon breathed fire.
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