"Charlie Weasley, nice to meet you," He replied with a grin, watching the little niffler enjoy a rare cuddle. A walk, Charlie had time for, affectionate scratches, not so much. Charlie decided he'd walked enough and settled down next to Anthony on the grass. The other boy seemed happy enough to entertain Shilling. He wrapped the leash around his wrist and picked up Anthony's abandoned university catalogue.
"So these are all muggle schools?" Charlie mused, flicking through the pages of campuses and happy looking students, "You thinking of getting a job with the muggles?"