Author's Note: Hi guys! My name is Marissa and I currently do not have a beta. So, if you happen to find any mistakes that would be why. Feel free to tell me if I've made any in a review.
Pairing: Charlie/Hermione
Setting: post war. Two weeks after the war ends.
Other info: The war has just ended. There is no implied Ron/Hermione. I only brought back one character, I brought back Fred. Just couldn't kill him off. Charlie is 26 and Hermione is 18. Rated M.
Summary- Charlie comes back from Romania to spend time with his family after the war. He doesn't expect to sleep with Hermione Granger. He also doesn't expect to be giving his mum her first grandchild.
The Burrow. May 16th.
I walked into the kitchen for a glass of water. I levitated a glass down and filled it with water. I was soaking wet and shaking. I had just had a nightmare about Bellatrix LeStrange. I dreamt of the torture she put me through, the unbelievable pain that the Cruciatus Curse brings. I shivered at the thought of the memory.
I put my glass down and decided that I needed something stronger than water. I rummaged around for the fire whiskey when I heard a sleep filled voice come from the kitchen doorway.
"Couldn't sleep either?"
I whipped around with my wand in my hand and aimed it at the voice. After months on the run and a big battle in the end, I was still a bit jumpy. My eyes finally focused on the figure standing in front of me. He had a surprised look on his face and his arms raised in mock surrender. I slowly lowered my wand and regained me senses enough to remember he asked me a question.
"Uh, no. Nightmares. You?" I muttered out.
"Something like that." He grumbled out. He walked over to the table and conjured up a glass for himself. "Nothing a little fire whiskey can't fix."
I grabbed the glass and headed over to the chair. I sat down and felt the cool surface of the wood on my bare thighs. I looked down and realized I'm only wearing a camisole and a very short yoga shorts. I quickly brought my attention back to the alcohol sitting on the table between us. I grabbed the bottle and poured a generous amount in mine and quickly downed it in one swift movement.
"That bad?" He asked with a raised brow.
"Getting tortured by a sociopath with a wand and dark magic can do that." I replied with dry humor. "Why do you need to drink at 1:30 in the morning?"
He snorted and poured himself a glass of the potent liquid. He gulped it down and poured another one. He sipped it this time and put it down. "I can't sleep with the overwhelming guilt I have for not being here for my family. I was off in Romania doing a job. I should have been here with my family. I missed half the battle. I wasn't even here when Fred almost died, or when George lost his ear." He said bitterly. "I haven't been back for longer than a week in eight years. I missed half of Gin's childhood. Hell, I missed almost half of Ron's as well."
I looked at him until he looked up from his glass. "You did what you had to Charlie. You stayed in Romania because the Order needed you too. Yeah, it sucks that you didn't get to come home very much, but you did help the cause." I explained. "And I'm sorry you missed out on two of your younger siblings lives. I know that they adore and love you though. I think you turned out to be a great big brother."
Charlie stared at me with wide eyes before he nodded in thanks. He downed the rest of his alcohol and poured another glass. I poured another glass and emptied it in seconds. We continued the process of small talk and consuming alcohol. In an hour, we had each consumed seven glasses of the whiskey each and were feeling the effects of drunkenness.
We had placed a silencing spell around the kitchen earlier when we began to become louder. We were currently testing how drunk we were. I was attempting to walk in a straight line. I was failing miserable. Charlie stood in front of me laughing his arse off when I swayed too much on one side and nearly fell. I gave him my best glare and continued on.
I made it all the way to him when I finally lost my balance and began to fall with flailing arms. I felt buff arms wrap around my middle and haul me up on my feet again. I looked up and saw light blue eyes staring back at me. Charlie had the lightest blue eyes of the bunch and lots of freckles. He had shorter hair with slight waves in the middle. The sides were shorter in a military fashion and the top was slightly longer.
I looked up to his lips and unconscientiously licked mine. Charlie may be a bit shorter than the rest of the Weasley boys, but he was a good nine inches taller than my five foot two frame. Unlike the lanky Weasley's, Charlie had muscle from his strenuous job. Bill, Ron, and Percy were the lankiest. The twins had some build, but not as much as Charlie.
My eyes flickered back to his and our heads came closer together. Our noses touched and brushed against each other, and our lips met in a slow, drunken kiss. The kiss slowly deepened and he wrapped a hand on a very low part of my back and his other hand tangled in my hair. I snaked my arms up is torso and fisted his shirt in my hands. I leaned in and hummed in pleasure as he nibbled my lower lip.
I granted him entrance and battled his tongue for power. His hand that had previously been in my hair worked its way down my back and onto my arse. He gave a light squeeze and lifted me up. I wrapped my legs around his torso tightly. He released my mouth and kissed my neck. I gave a light moan as he sucked my pulse point. I wound my hands into his hair and gave another light moan as he pepper kissed me down to my collarbone.
"Bedroom?" He slurred between kisses.
"Yes." Was my slightly more slurred reply.
He gripped my bottom tighter and continued kissing me as he began moving up the stairs. My room was on the first floor and he was moving fast. I got Percy's old room when he left for the Ministry. The war was over and he still hadn't come back yet. Charlie opened the door and closed it. He turned and locked it before walking to the bed.
He set me down gently on the bed and continued kissing my neck and jaw. He slowly climbed on top of me and I spread my legs so he could get closer to me. He kissed me again and his hand slowly inched my camisole up. I reached down and pulled it up and over my head. I laid back into the bed and bit my lip nervously.
He stared down at me with wonder in his eyes. This had been the farthest I had ever gone with someone before. He took in every inch of my bare chest before looking into my eyes again.
"You're beautiful." He whispered.
I blushed and reached up and grabbed his head to kiss me. He kissed me slowly and firmly. His hand slowly made its way to my left breast and began playing with my erect nipple. I moaned into his mouth as his thumb and middle finger squeezed. I reached between us and tugged on his thin shirt. He sat up a bit and let me take it off and toss it to the floor.
My eyes roamed over the plains of his chest and abdomen. He was toned from years of working with dragons and playing quidditch. My hands traced the scar that ran from the left side of his ribs to his belly button. He shivered and leaned down to kiss my pulse point again.
His hands traveled down to my jutting hipbones and back up to my breasts. He trailed his kisses down my neck and into the valley between my breasts. He took my left nipple into my mouth and attended to my other. He suckled and flicked it with his tongue. I moaned and squirmed and he swirled my nipple in his mouth. His hands traveled back down to my hips.
His thumbs played with the stretch material of my yoga shorts. He lifted his head up to meet my gaze. I nodded and pushed my hips into his hand. He slowly removed my shorts and panties. He tossed them onto the floor and continued to kiss me. He played with my bottom lip and sucked on it until I was thoroughly kissed. My hands timidly reached for his boxers that were sporting a tent shape in the front. He took my hands and placed them above my head. I looked at him in confusion.
"I want you to at least get off once. Can I assume correctly this is your first time?" He asked with a slight slur still present.
"Yes." I admit.
He gave me a reassuring grin and kissed me. His hand trailed down to my hip and rubbed calming circles. His hand moved lower and touched my clit. I moaned at the searing pleasure. He began rubbing circles and applying pressure. I felt a coil in the pit of my abdomen begin to tighten. His circling became faster and he slowly added a finger inside of me. He worked me up and added another. His rubbing began to uncoil the pressure in my lower abdomen. I felt a bolt of pure pleasure course through my body.
My abdomen clenched, I closed my eyes and began shaking slightly, and I gave a breathy moan. I slowly came down from my orgasm to see Charlie smirking at me. I looked up at him and focused my eyes.
"I need you. I need you inside of me now." I moaned.
My hands reached down again and slipped his boxers off without problem. I tossed them over the bed and laid back. He leaned down and was just a hair away from kissing me.
"It's going to be a bit painful at first. But I'm gonna try my hardest to make it good for you." He whispered.
He kissed me lightly and adjusted my legs to wrap around him. He lowered his member to my entrance and moved it up and down my slit. I moaned when he hit the top. He centered himself at my opening and got the tip in when he pause. He kissed my neck and quickly pushed himself inside of me.
He was right. It did hurt. It hurt like a bitch. I felt my hymen tear and begin to bleed. I blinked back the tears and focused on him kissing my neck. He pulled back and looked at me in concern.
"I'm fine. I just need a moment." I explained. I sat there adjusting to his seven inches. The pain ebbed away and began to ease. I soon got comfortable enough to tell him to continue.
He began moving slowly in and out of my tight walls. He sped up and released a groan. It was soon becoming less painful for me. It still wasn't anything like the first time, but all right nonetheless. He sped up again and rubbed circles into my clit. I moaned and arched my back. I grabbed his shoulders and sunk back down. His pace was becoming scattered and no longer had a rhythm. He applied more pressure to my clit and I went over the edge. He slammed into me once more and spilled his seed inside me.
We both moaned and relaxed. He collapsed next to me and grabbed my hand. He looked at me and winked. I laughed and winked back. We laid there for a few minutes before closing our eyes and drifting off to a blissfully dreamless sleep.
May 16th. 10:30 a.m.
I woke up with a splitting headache. I grumbled into my pillow and reached for the blankets. I pulled them up when I felt a breeze chill me. I snapped open my eyes when I felt an arm tighten around me. I slowly looked behind me and saw ginger hair and lots of freckles inches from my face. I saw Charlie's bare chest and began to panic.
I looked down and beneath the blankets and saw my naked form. Not good. I sat up and took the blankets with me to cover my bare chest. The covers dipped and draped lower on his hips. I stared at him in complete shock. I just shagged Charlie freaking Weasley.
I eventually reached over and shook his shoulder. His eyes snapped open and he sat up quickly. He grimaced and put a hand to his head. The cover slipped to expose his morning wood and I averted my eyes.
"We did something stupid last night." I whispered.
"Looks that way."
"What do we do?"
"What do you want to do?" He asked and looked at me.
"I don't know. It was a mistake. We were drunk and we didn't know what we were doing."
"Agreed. So, forget it happened?" He asked.
"Uh, yeah. It won't be weird or awkward right?"
"We'll try. You seem like a good person. I would love to get to know you as a friend." He suggested.
I nodded my head in agreement and looked to my floor to find my clothes. I found my shorts and slipped them on. I found my shirt by my door and stood up. I didn't bother to hide my chest. I figured he already saw them, didn't make much of a difference if he saw them now. I slipped on my camisole and turned back to the bed.
"Uh, I'm going down for breakfast. See you later?" I asked and saw him nod.
I exited the room and closed the door. I walked down the flight of stairs and into the kitchen for breakfast. I was hoping it wouldn't be too awkward in the weeks to come.
July 31st. The Burrow.
I puked into the toilet once more before I flushed. I had been sick for a couple weeks now. I had noticed the bloating on my thin frame, I was tender, and the thought of some foods beside toast sent me to the bathroom. I stood up and washed my hands. It was weird. No one else seemed to be getting sick. It was only me.
I should be getting my results back from St. Mungo today. I had applied for a position there a week ago. They had run ordinary tests to see if I was healthy and not illegally taking any drugs. I applied there after getting my NEWT scores back. I had gotten on of the highest scores in a century. I decided on healing after seeing all the people left devastated from the war.
I walked out of the bathroom and back down stairs. I had been in the middle of eating my eggs and toast when some grabbed the bacon. The smell of grease made me apparate upstairs to the bathroom.
I walked in and sat back down. I picked up the paper and began eating like nothing happened. I finished my toast and eggs and continued reading the paper. I finished the article I was on and got up to rinse my plate. I finished and walked to the window when I saw the Ministry owl approach the window. I opened it and the let the owl in. I untied the parchment and began to read.
Subject: Hermione J. Granger
Gender: Female
Height: 5'2"
Weight: 108 pounds
STD's: negative
STI's: negative
Pregnant: positive
Illegal substances: negative
Additional notes: Ms. Granger is advised to gain weight to support the pregnancy and over all health of herself and the fetus. Ms. Granger is already underweight to begin with, and has gained only an estimated amount of eight pounds since conceiving said fetus. The patient is suspected to be around ten weeks along. Best of luck to you.
I stared in shock at the paper in front of me. My mouth gaped open and my eyes were wide. I couldn't believe what I was reading. It made sense though. It explained the tender breasts, the bloating, my missed periods, and the 'morning' sickness. It still came as a shock to me.
The paper got snatched out of my hands and I whipped around to see Ginny laughing and smiling at me. Crap.
"Ginny! Give that back!" I said frantically.
"It's just a love note. Let's see what it says shall we?" She began reading to everyone that was now paying attention.
I crossed the room and tried to get it back. She was faster and stronger than me. Not to mention taller.
"Is this your test results for the hospital? They asked if you had STD's or STI's? Wow. Personal." She laughed. "At least you don't have any." She joked while dodging me. She stopped abruptly. Shite. Not good. Not good at all. "Oh my god! You're pregnant?" She asked looking at me.
Everyone had various reactions. Molly looked down right horrified. Bill and Fleur were siting next to each other silently laughing, Harry had his tie in his syrup, Fred and George were looking at each others as if Christmas came early, Arthur looked confused and a little happy, Ron looked betrayed and hurt, and Charlie, oh Charlie, he had turned as white as a ghost and was gaping at me.
They all stared at me. I turned red from embarrassment and tried to say something. My mouth could only form small stutters and whimpers. Wonderful.
"You're what!" Molly hissed.
"Uh, I'm pregnant."
"Out of wedlock! What were you thinking?" She shouted.
"I wasn't really thinking. We were drunk and forgot the protection charms." I said wringing my hands.
"How far are you?" She asked with an eerie calmness.
"The results say about ten weeks. I didn't even know until I got them back." I informed her. "I just thought I had a stomach bug or something. I noticed a bit of weight gain but I thought it was just from eating more."
Molly closed her eyes in frustration. "Can I guess correctly that one of my boys is responsible for this, predicament?"
My eyes darted to Charlie to gauge his reaction. He had his eyes closed and head hung. Bill was looking at him with a smile and realization. Charlie pushed his chair out loudly to gain everyone's attention.
"Uh, that would be me mum." He muttered.
"Charles Weasley! I would have expected this sort of behavior from Ronald! You are nearly ten years older than her! I expected my first grandchild to be from a married couple." She ranted. "You two barely know each other for Merlin's sake. You're here for what, three days? Three days before you decide to have sex with someone? If you had just settled down this wouldn't have happened!"
The room got quiet when she finished. I looked over at the table and caught Harry's gaze. He looked surprised and confused. He knew that I knew Ron was waiting for me. He knew Ron loved me. He thought Ron and me would eventually become a couple and get married and have kids. Well, the child part was true. Just not with Ron apparently.
I looked over at Ron and saw the anger building. His face was turning purple from keeping it in. He pushed his chair out and it fell on the ground from the force. Not good.
"How could you Hermione? You knew I loved you! I was waiting for you to heal!" He screamed at me. I took a step back.
He turned to Charlie next? "You're my brother! How could you do this to me? You should have known that she was mine! You had to have known that we loved each other!" He screamed and lunged at Charlie.
He punched a surprised Charlie square in the eye. Charlie lurched to the side from the impact. He recovered fairly quickly and ducked Ron's next punch. He stood up straight and smashed his fist into Ron's ribs. Ron reeled back from the force and clutched his ribs. He stared at Charlie and charged forward. At this point, Bill rushed over to the fight to restrain Charlie while Harry ran to Ron.
Ginny, Molly, and I were all screaming at them to stop. Arthur had his head in his hand while still sitting at the messy table. Bill stood behind Charlie grasping his arms. Charlie was struggling against Bill and broke free right before Ron stomped on Harry's foot to be released. Charlie got there first and hit Ron on his cheek at the same time Ron punched Charlie's mouth. They both stepped back to wipe the blood from their fresh wounds.
Bill recaptured Charlie with the twins this time. Charlie had proven to be too strong for Bill alone. Harry wrapped his arms around Ron while dodging various foot stomping's. Ron and Charlie were yelling profanities at each other while wiggling to get free.
Molly pointed her wand at Ron and cast a calming charm on him. He instantly relaxed and lost some of the redness. She did the same for Charlie. Soon, everyone was at a calmer level than before.
"I want everyone one to listen carefully to what I'm about to say." Molly spoke forcefully. "This is a family. We do not beat each other up when we have a tiff." She said looking at Charlie and Ron. "Now, there will be some changes to come. Hermione and Charlie are going to be having a baby. Every single person in this family will love that baby. We will care for that baby; we will help Hermione and Charlie out with this baby. We will be there for them and the baby." She said looking at every single person in the room. "Right now we have to schedule and appointment at the hospital to check up on the baby. Everyone will go. No exceptions." She said looking at Ron. "Now clean this mess up, and clean your faces up as well." She said adding the last part to Charlie and Ron. She turned to me. "Come on dear, we have an appointment to make." She turned back to everyone else. "Be ready in ten minutes."
I followed Molly out of the kitchen and into the living room. She knelt down by the fireplace and threw floo powder in. She mumbled out 'Healer Rudnikov's office' and the green flames burned higher. A minute later, a pretty, feminine face appeared.
"Ah, Molly. What can I do for you?" The healer asked with a slight Russian accent.
"I need to make an appointment with you. I'm in need for an O.B."
"Ginny's pregnant?" The woman asked.
"No, no. My adoptive daughter is pregnant. Charlie is the father." Molly clarified.
"Ah, yes, Charlie. Always did have a certain charm about him." She mused. "I'm open in fifteen minutes. Is that a good time for you?"
"Yes. That'll work out just fine. Thank you again Alina."
"It is my pleasure." Alina said and whooshed away.
Molly stood up and turned to me. "Alina was my O.B when I was pregnant with Percy, the twins, Ron, and Ginny." She explained. "She's an old family friend, and a very good OB. She'll take good care of you and the baby. We're just going in for a check up. You'll see the baby, and hear the heart beat. You won't know the sex until your sixteenth week. I know in the muggle world that it's a few weeks later."
"Thank you Molly." I said. "I know this is a bit of a shock for all of us, but I'm glad that I have you for this. I'm so glad that I could have this family here for all of this."
My parents were currently still in Australia. I had cast an obliviate charm on their minds before Bill and Fleur's wedding. I sent them off to Australia thinking that they were Monica and Wendell Wilkins. I had tried reversing the charm with no luck. Professor Flitwick told me later that I could not reverse a charm like that after six months. I left them in Australia and returned back to the Burrow. I haven't seen them since.
"I know it's hard dearie. But we will always be here for you. I may not like that my son got you pregnant out of wedlock, but a grandchild is a grandchild." She said hugging me. I hugged her back and thanked her.
I pulled away and sat down in the chair to my right. I sat there trying to understand how I went ten weeks without noticing I was pregnant. I even had a small rounded bump where my fetus is. My breasts were bigger and sore, my feet swelling, the morning sickness, and the missed periods. I had chalked up the small bump to gaining weight from eating regularly. The bigger and sore breasts were what I thought were growing pains. As for the missed periods, I had first though it was stress from the war. Then I ignored the second missed period as my still being irregular. I really had no idea.
"Would you lot hurry up! The appointment is in ten minutes! We still have paperwork to do!" Molly shouted up the stairs.
A moment later came the thumping of footsteps. Ginny raced into the living room slightly out of breath. She perched herself on the arm of my chair. The twins came racing in next. They were bickering and flicking each other. It's hard to believe they're grown-ups sometimes. Charlie walked in next. He looked at me funny and sat down across from me. Bill and Fleur came in holding hands and chatting. Arthur walked in from the kitchen having not left to begin with. Harry and Ron were the last one's in. Harry was practically dragging a sullen Ron with him.
Molly gave instructions out and made us buddy up. Charlie walked over to me and bent close to my ear. I shivered when I felt his breath on me.
"I think we need to talk after all this is done." I nodded in agreement and stood stock still until he backed away a bit.
"Alright you lot, listen up. We're flooing in partners to go faster. Ginny you'll have to go by yourself. Once you get there, go directly to the waiting are and wait for the rest of us." She concluded
She grabbed some powder and stepped in with Arthur. I was a tight fit, but he stood behind her and called out the destination as she threw the powder down. They whirled away and the twins stepped up. Fred grabbed the powder and linked arms with George. They shouted at the same time "St. Mungo's!' Charlie grabbed my hand and led me to the fireplace. He reached up and grabbed a handful of powder. He stepped in the back and I stepped in front of him. He wrapped the unoccupied hand around my abdomen protectively. He threw the powder down and called out our destination.
He quickly wrapped his now free hand around my abdomen as well. I leaned back a bit as we swirled away from the Burrow. I figured he was just making sure the baby would be ok on the journey to the hospital. I felt the familiar sensation of traveling by floo. I felt squished and nauseous the whole way there. We landed hard at the hospital fireplace. I stepped out shakily and waited for Charlie.
He came up behind me and wrapped an arm around my waist to help me regain my balance. We started walking to the waiting area to wait for the rest. Molly was sitting down filling out the paper work while waiting for us. She looked up at us as we walked over. Her eyes flickered to Charlie's hand around my waist and her brow raised a fraction of an inch. She looked back down to her paper work instead of saying anything.
I sat down across from her and Arthur, but next to George. Charlie sat next to me and we waited for the rest. Bill and Fleur walked in a minute later and Bill sat next to Charlie while Fleur sat next to Molly. Bill began a quiet conversation with Charlie as we waited. I couldn't quite hear what they were talking about, but I heard the phrase "I didn't even know you two had done it.' Before I stopped trying to listen.
Ginny came huffing in with her hands on her hips. "He is acting like such a prat!" Is all she said while throwing herself into a chair next to Bill. He laughed at her annoyance and patted her knee. He leaned back and began teasing his only sister.
Harry and Ron came in last. Harry was standing behind Ron and pushing him to keep him walking. He plopped Ron down next to him. Molly eventually finished the paper work and got up to give it back to the nurse. We all waited in an awkward silence for her to come back. Ginny leaned forward from her chair and got my attention.
"Did the note say what day you start working here?"
"Uh, I hadn't actually gotten that far." I answered. "But Susan Bones got her letter yesterday and sent an owl saying she stars in two weeks. I'm assuming that most of us will start around then as well."
Ginny nodded and leaned back. Molly return and had just sat down when a nurse came into the waiting room and called for 'Hermione J. Granger?' We all got up and followed the frazzled nurse. We walked down the hallway and into room 11. There was an exam table and five chairs. Molly, Arthur, Bill, Fleur, and Ginny grabbed the open chairs. I walked over to the table and hopped up. Charlie walked next to me and waited for the O.B to enter. The woman from earlier entered and greeted Molly.
"Hello Molly. It's good to see you again." The woman said shaking hands with Molly and Arthur.
The woman turned to me next and smiled. "And you must be the patient. A war hero no less." She said and I blushed. "Hello Charles. I always figured you would be the first Weasley child to become a father." I heard him mumble under his breath 'Would have been nice to know that before hand.'
She walked over to the counter and put on rubber gloves. She snapped the second one on and turned to face me. She pulled her wand out of her pocket and held it in her hands. I tensed when I saw her pull it out. "Alright, I'm going to have you lie back and lift your shirt up to the top of your abdomen." She said as she walked to the bed.
I laid back and rolled my shirt up. You could see the beginning of a baby bump beginning to form. She pointed her wand and my small bump and muttered a charm. The lights dimmed and a fuzzy picture was projected above my abdomen. She muttered something again and the picture cleared up. My baby was about the size of a kumquat. She moved her wand around to get better angles.
"Alright. Your baby seems to be developing very well. Still too early to tell gender. But I can let you hear the heart beat."
The room was soon filled with the whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, of the baby's heartbeat. I gasped when I first heard it. I felt that Charlie had grabbed my hand as soon as he heard it. I squeezed it and went back to watching our baby. Molly and Ginny began crying a bit.
"I'm going to be an auntie!" Ginny cried.
I laughed and looked up at Charlie. He had misty eyes and a big smile on his face. He looked happy, relieved, and proud. I knew right then that my baby would have a good father. I looked around the room and knew that this family would love the baby. I knew everything was going to be all right. For the first time in months, I was ecstatic.
Author's note 2- Thank you so much for reading! I currently am writing another fiction for Harry Potter. It's a Fred/Hermione fiction. I started that one first, so it is my number one priority. I will try to update this one as often as I can. That should be fairly often considering I am on summer vacation. Whoop whoop!
Author's not 3- don't forget to review! Review's make my day and inspire me. Also, feel free to leave a review on gender. I have an idea of what I want the gender to be, but I am always open to opinions! Have a great day!