Charlie, for all he loves his work and his charming little cottage in Romania, misses the Burrow almost as much as the rest of his family. Hell, the house really is a part of the Weasleys, a part to make their family hole. Though he can never entirely recreate it, he wants to at least find a space he can call home, trapped as they are in a magical city.

"It's hard to sleep at night, even with silencing charms," Charlie nods in agreement. "It really isn't home, you know? I'm never too old to live with your amazing cooking, mum." He teases, a glint in his eyes.