"They're amazing! I got the one on my back, and then this one?" he said to Ron, pointing at the one on the side of his ribcage. "Oh! And I got this one last week," he added proudly, thrusting out his left wrist to show the snitch etched there. "I gotta get a dragon, but I can't settle on a design. You should totally get one," he urged, nodding as much as he could before he felt dizzy.
Charlie shrugged. Kingsley had scolded him the same, Bill even laughed at Charlie a bit, but Charlie still felt this way: "I need to work on finding a balance between leading and protecting you lot. Something to work on going forward, balancing that."
"Gotta love strong women," he said almost absently, smiling a bit, too. "Look at how she taught us: Bill? You? Both with incredibly strong women. And we can only hope Percy gets dominated by his woman." Then George would find his Molly, and Ginny would find an Arthur.
Charlie would find a dragon, he figured, though his mind flickered over a few girls that were close to his mind lately, before he sighed and let it go.