Secret Love

Viola

*Charlie POV*

The man who looked to be somewhere in his 50's, maybe 60's, was walking in front of me and I followed. I could hear the dragons, but could not yet see them.

"You speak Romanian?" he asked. I shook my head.

"No, sir,"

"Any experience with dragons?"

"No, sir,"

He stopped and turned to face me.

"Viola," he called, and a woman slightly older than myself ran up to him. 

"Bună ziua, părinte,"

"Acesta este Charlie Weasley. Te rog, tratează-l cu amabilitate."

He turned to me.

"This is Viola. She's my daughter, and she'll teach you Romanian and show you around. She'll teach you how to work with dragons,"

He looked back at Viola, then left.

"I'll show you around, then I'll take you to my home and teach you some Romanian. My family will be there, and I'll try to convince them to speak both Romanian and English,"

I nodded at her words and followed her, until we reached a tall metal gate. She placed a spell over us and smiled.

"Safety Precautions. You are how old?" she asked.

"I'm 18," I told her. She smiled.

"I'm 20," 

As she unlocked the gate, my breath was caught short. Dragons of all sizes were either eating, sleeping or flying around.

"There's many spells around here, so the dragon's can't get out unless someone with experience and who is legally trained in dragons takes them out, and even then we can only do it with Ministry permission, or emergency cases," she told me. I nodded.

She walked me around the sanctuary, and ducked as a dragon breathed fire at her. 

"Do you know Vena Lestrange? Well, Greyback now," she asked. I shook my head.

"Heard of her. Never met her," 

"She's my cousin. Her mother was Julienne Alarie, mine was Clemence Alarie,"

She gave me a tour of the sanctuary, and I couldn't help but notice she was the only female.

"Why's everyone male?" I asked.

"My father and the ministry in Romania are very sexist. They say girls can't be around dragons. I only work here because my father is the boss," she told me, rolling her eyes.

After the tour, she came with me to my flat and helped me unpack. 

"It's a very nice place," she told me. I smiled.

"Thanks," I whispered. Her phone began to vibrate and she sighed.

"I have to go home for dinner, would you like to meet my family?"

I nodded, and she apparated me there. I gasped. The biggest mansion I had ever seen stood in front of me. She walked up the steps, and I followed her. Inside the manor was even better. There were two sets of stairs, and several doors along the corridor. 

"Dinner won't be ready for another hour, so I'll show you where the bathrooms are and then I'll introduce you to my siblings," she pointed to a pale blue door on my left.

"If you go through that, it leads to another corridor. The right side is for the guys, and the left is for the girls. They're all bathrooms and changing rooms. The first four on both sides are bathrooms, and the final four are changing rooms,"

She headed up the stairs, and pointed to the bathroom on each floor. 7 floors in total. After I'd met five of her siblings, she led me through the corridors and eventually opened a door. This was the biggest room by far, and the balcony door stood open, with a beautiful view of the pool outside. A bathroom and walk-in wardrobe connected to the bedroom, not to mention a study as well.

"This is my sister, Crystalia. Our sister Iris in England with her daughter, Regan. Regan's dad died when Iris was 8 months pregnant,"

"Crystalia's 12," Viola told me, and I smiled at the girl as she flashed me a smile. To say she was 12, she was absolutely perfect. Her dark hair was tied up in a tight bun, and she wore a tight black top and black skirt that showed off her figure perfectly.  Wait. What?! Stop it Charlie! She's 12!

She was wearing fishnet tights, and a choker. Heavy boots had been thrown back in a corner. As Viola pulled me out of the room, my eye caught Crystalia's, and I could swear I saw something in them. Then the moment was lost.