Complicated (Charlie Weasley x reader)

Chapter 30 Now sit still before I accidentally hurt you

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The sun was shining brightly through the trees, indicating that spring was closing in. You could hear the birds chirping trough the open windows in the living room as you were going trough your late grandmothers stuff. She had collected a lot of things during her 67 years on this earth, and you realised that it might take days before you actually finish looking through them.

It was still strange to think about her being gone. You would never get to hear her good morning when you woke up, never see her sitting next to Odin while reading a book, never listen to any of her stories from her younger days... never hear her bad English ever again. Well, you had to admit that she was fairly good at it before she... you put the big box you were holding down on the table before you shook your head to get rid of that thought and opened the box.

You had found lots of old looking boxes in your grandmothers room, most of them being filled with her old journals and books. You had even found her old gear from her dragon reserve days, and it looked well preserved for its age. You were about to open the next one, when you noticed there was something written on the top of it. Squinting your eyes to try and make it out as it had almost dissapeared with the age, you read something that looked like Udina at first. Ok... no, it says Odins! The next word looking like +inq, but that didn't make any sence at all... wait, that's a t! Tinq? Then you remembered that your grandmother used to write her g like q, so ting? What the f*ck does that even mean? Odins ting... it's most likely Norwegian for sure.

Deciding not to ponder on that thought you opened the box, only to be met by a bunch of male clothes. Ok... so this most likely does not have anything to do with the dragon outside the house. Carefully removing some of the clothes you found something else that got your attention, which is a picture frame. Actually when you look closer there are lots of pictures inside the box, the clothes maybe being there so they wouldn't break. Picking up the first frame, you saw two people waving at you, one most definitely being a younger version of your grandmother, but the other one you couldn't recognise. It was a tall male, being almost a head taller than your grandmother in the photo. He seemed to have dark hair too, but you couldn't really know as there wasn't any colours. Was this your grandfather? You had never asked about him before, since you always thought it was a sore spot for your grandmother. Heck you didn't even know what his name was, but before you could ponder on that thought there was a knock at the front door.

Startled, you quickly put the photo back down in the box before you made your way over to the door. Opening it you see a man you've never seen before in your entire life.

"Are you (full name)?" He looked a bit older in age and kind of strict, also having an accent you couldn't quite place.

"... Yes?" You answerd while not really understanding what he would want with you.

"I am Marius Balan from the Romanian dragon sanctuary. I understand you have a Norwegian Ridgeback you want us to take in?" You just looked at him stunned. There was no way you expected them to come this quick.

"...Yes." Wow... real smooth, (Y/n), now he probably thinks you don't know any other words. You stod in an awkvard silence before he carefully spoke again.

"May we have a look at the dragon?" He asked, also gesturing to the other men you hadn't noticed standing behind him.

"Yes, of course! Sorry! Follow me, please." Shaking your head a little as you tried to clear your mind, you gestured for the men to follow you through the house, since that was the shortest way. "Please excuse the mess, I'm sorting trough some old boxes..."

You reached the back door which was in a straight line from the front door, opened it and lead the way to Odin. The dragon sensing an unknown presence approaching, lifts his head up as high as he could, trying to seem threatening.