Charlie couldn't believe that Hermione would have made something like this. He'd seen them before in Romania they were quite popular for single women and young couples. The women found that it allowed them to get the sexual fantasies out of their minds and therefore wouldn't have to pine over them. Which is why he found it so strange to see Hermione with one. He'd always seen her as Ron's friend but now she was a woman. All woman. She had curves straight out of his sexual fantasies. Those lips, those lips he had dreamt about them wrapped round his cock. This girl made him want to start his own jar. He was about to leave when he saw his name on one on the slips of paper. His head reeled as he pictured Hermione below him. Eyes glazed, lips parted, head back, legs wide as he thrust between them. He felt his cock grow hard as he thought about her beneath him. Moaning his name.

'Charlie.'

Hermione's voice sounded shocked as she saw him holding the jar. He turned to look at her his face sheepish at getting caught in the act. He stumbled over his words.

'Hermione I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snoop but then I saw the jar.'

Hermione's eyes went to Charlie's growing erection and she felt her arousal spike. He stood up seeing Hermione's eyes glaze slightly with lust as she watched his erection turn rock solid. Charlie decided to take a chance. He walked straight up to her his lips kissing her neck before whispering in her ear.

'Let me play the game with you.'

Hermione shivered as the words whispered across her neck and the kiss almost made her moan out. She said a breathy yes and Charlie seized her lips. She moaned against them as she felt sparks erupt from his lips and his touch. His hands roamed over her back pulling her closer to him as her hands tangled in his hair pulling his face to hers.

'Hermione ! Charlie ! Tea's ready'

Mrs Weasley called up the stairs and Charlie broke away from her leaning his head on top of hers. She whispered his name against his lips before he walked out of the room. Hermione spelled herself making her look presentable before hurrying down the stairs after him. Hermione have a sigh of relief as they all sat round the table. No-one mentioned anything about her and Charlie which wasn't surprising really.

It was late and they had all spent hours watching a variety of films. Hermione headed up to her room as they put on a horror film. Hermione had never been a huge fan of horror films but the Weasley boy's seemed to be especially the twins. Hermione slipped into her room at the Burrow sighing. She slowly took off her dress and was about to start on the stockings when she heard a voice.

'I never thought of you for a stockings girl and as much as I am enjoying the show I thought I better tell you I'm here.'

Hermione gasped as she spun round seeing Charlie led on her bed. He had gone up before she had and was now in a pair of baggy pyjama bottoms. Hermione bit her lip to stop from moaning as she saw he wasn't wearing a top. Working on the reserve had definitely given him muscles and she couldn't help but stare at them.

'I thought you had gone to bed.'

Charlie smirked at Hermione as he stood up pulling the covers off the bed before slipping into it.

'I have. Won't you join me ?'

Hermione moved down to remove the stockings before Charlie stopped her.

'Keep them on.'

Hermione smiled she liked the way Charlie looked at her with lust and a hard cock. She sunk into the bed next to him.

'I didn't realise the Burrow had so many rooms.'

Charlie chuckled at her words.

'Hermione it's a magic house haha but this room isn't a new one its my old one. I was supposed to sleep in the attic but I think I quite like my old room.'

Hermione gasped as she realised that she was in his old room. She'd slept in this room for the past few nights and she had dreamt about Charlie sexually. The thought of what she had done made arousal shoot through her. Her eyes went wide as Charlie brought something from behind his back. It was her fantasy jar. He shook it smirking at her.

'So are you ready to get started ?'