Charlie Weasley was an ace in the hole, so to say. When everyone was going through puberty and getting crushes he was more interested in Dragons. He had firery red hair that tended to be a bit messy his face was covered in freckles, his hands were scarred and blistered from his job as a dragon tamer and he was a little below average height and pretty muscular

You were his co-worker, you helped with some simple tasks, and usually helped him with his horrible clumsyness. He was obviously ace but denys it explaining that "I'm not asexual, I just would rather study dragons than form a romantic relationship"

You sat on a rock with a runt Swedish short snout dragon on your lap watching it eat the brandy and chicken mix, you knew a lot about dragons and knew how to be safe with them which was why you were comfortable with having it on your lap

Charlie sat next to you covered in grime "Aw, they're so cute<3" he said happily looking at the little dragon you had, he carefully stroked the dragon's head it started to chirp happily