"What do I feed a unicorn? Nothing," Charlie grinned and shrugged, "I'm good with animals, but they're particularly picky, they tend to be more comfortable around witches than wizards. I just don't have the touch with unicorns, I dunno, I think I'd have better luck getting a dragon to eat out of my hand... but aside from that, they tend to eat wildflowers and stuff, so they're mostly ok on their own in the forest, though we're going to start leaving some out for them to eat when it starts getting colder. Hagrid and Professor Sprout have been tending some to use as fodder..."
No matter how many years after he'd left the school, Charlie couldn't bring himself to call the teachers by their first names. He was an adult now, sure, but returning to Hogwarts had never made him feel more like a kid.
Charlie realised he'd gotten caught up in animal talk again! He blushed slightly and quickly leaned forwards to take a sip of his tea.As he settled back down, Charlie shifted himself so he was leaning against Vieve, placing the book between the two of them. He tapped his fingers against the illustraion and gave her a knowing smile, "I don't think you'd wanna meet one but...Can you keep a secret?"