Charlie shrugged. "Maybe I like old men." He teased Callum, settling into bed with him - coming back to Hogwarts at the end of the day was good, and getting out of his robes was better, but this part was actually the best part of Charlie's day. "Just imagine fully trained Keepers who don't need to be babysat at every turn, you can just tell them what to do and they do it without having to ask how." He chuckled against Callum's lips pressing another kiss there.
"He's a Nott." Charlie reminded Callum, not that he expected the name to mean much to Callum. "Just like the Malfoys and the Blacks, they have money - a bit too much of it in most cases."
Charlie groaned and nodded. "If I'd ever had any doubts about whether or not I wanted a desk job, this little stint as a Ministry official would have erased all of them. As soon as I get things taken care of for the dragons I'm going to make my escape, before someone else tries to make it permanent."