Hi guys!

So, here is the first chapter of my new story. It's a Hermione/Charlie story, so you have to forget the epilouge^^

It's mostly about having a hard time to concieve and dealing with it...I hope you'll like it and tell me what you think about it.

Remember, I'm not a native speaker...oh, and it's M-rated, there won't be anything too graphic, but just to be sure ;)

I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER!

Chapter 1

Hermione looked longingly at the couples that surrounded her in the big kitchen of Grimmauld Place. She hoped that they wouldn't notice her expression, but doubted it, they were just too engrossed in each other to notice it. They all had a family and Hermione hated herself for the jealousy she felt. She should be thankful for the life she had and be happy for her friends, but it was hard.

Charlie and Hermione were married for two years now and together for four. They were happy, but after trying and trying for a baby without success, it was hard, especially for Hermione, to stay positive. Nobody knew about their problems to conceive, because Hermione didn't want to see the pitying looks she surely would receive.

Hermione's thoughts were interrupted by her husband, who sat beside her and took her hand in his.

"You okay, honey?" he asked her.

Hermione didn't want him to see her moment of weakness and replied, trying her best to smile at him "I'm fine, Charlie, don't worry."

"I know you, Hermione and I know that you aren't fine. Come on, let's go outside." he said and pulled her with him. Hermione wanted to protest, but kept quiet.

As they arrived at the patio and Charlie closed the door behind them with his wand, he sat down on one of the big garden chairs and placed his wife on his lap. She tensed almost unnoticeable, but Charlie noticed immediately. He wrapped his arms tightly around her, so she couldn't escape and waited for her to relax into his embrace. After a while he felt her relax and she laid her head on his shoulder.

"What's wrong?" he tried again.

"I'm a horrible person." she whispered eventually, after a while of silence. Charlie didn't expect that.

"What? You are not! What are you talking about?"

Hermione finally looked at him and she had tears in her eyes. Charlie kissed her lightly and waited patiently for her to continue.

"I'm jealous of them. I'm jealous of our friends and family. How pathetic is this? They have children, we don't. I should be happy for them and I should be thankful for the life we do have with or without children, but all I can think about is why we can't have what they all have." A sob escaped her and she quickly covered her mouth with both hands. Hermione didn't cry easily and didn't want to start now.

"Oh love…" Charlie said, stroking her hair out of her face "You are not a horrible person for feeling that way. I'm jealous of them too. I promise you that I'll do anything in my power to get you pregnant. We can go see a Healer or go to a muggle doctor…We can do this, honey. And when that won't work, we can discuss other options."

"I love you so much." Hermione said, kissing him.

"I love you too. Come on, let's go home." They walked back inside, hands intertwined.

"Guys, we are going home now." Charlie announced as they were back in the kitchen.

"What? Why? It's still early." Ginny said.

"Sorry, Gin, but I'm not feeling so good…"

"Are you okay?" Angelina, George's wife asked, worried. Hermione and Angelina became really good friends after the war. Hermione helped her as she felt bad about developing feelings for George.

"Yeah. I'll be fine, I just need to lie down."

"Okay, you'll floo as soon as you are feeling better?" the older woman asked.

Hermione nodded and smiled "Of course. And we'll see each other at the Burrow on Saturday at the latest." The couple said their goodbyes and flooed home.

Three years ago, Charlie moved back to England. The first year of their relationship was mostly long distance. After he moved back, they bought a house and soon after that they got married.

Hermione really didn't think that Charlie would move back. Even before they got together, he made it clear to everyone that he loved it in Romania and didn't plan to leave at all, but he also knew that Hermione didn't want to leave England, especially after the promotion she got a few months into their relationship.

There were many nights were Hermione lay alone in her bed, not able to sleep, because she was thinking about their relationship and what she should do. A long distance relationship was fine and dandy at the beginning, but Hermione didn't get any younger and already thought about marriage and children in the near future. She wanted to address the topic, but lost courage every time she tried. So, it was a total surprise as Charlie told her he was moving back.

A few weeks later, he proposed and after their wedding they decided to start trying for a baby. That was two years ago.

"What are you thinking about?" Charlie asked Hermione, interrupting her thoughts.

"Oh, I'm just remembering…" she answered.

"Do you want to go for a walk?"

"Yeah, that would be nice."

The house, they bought, was near a forest. They walked hand-in-hand in silence until they came to their favorite place, where they stopped walking, just enjoying the moment.

"You know what's strange?" Hermione asked him a while later.

"What?" he inquired, wrapping his arms around her from behind and resting his chin on her shoulder.

"You never really told me what exactly made you come back to England."

"I thought that was pretty clear. I wanted to be with you."

"You were with me already and you made it clear that you didn't want to leave Romania. You loved it there, Char…"

"I love you more than Romania and yes, we were already a couple, but long distance doesn't work so well when you want to marry the woman you love."

Hermione hummed, leaning her head back on Charlie's chest.

"Why do you want to know now?" he asked her.

"I don't know…maybe I feel bad about it…especially now that I'm so obsessed with getting pregnant. You gave up so much for me…"

"You never asked me to move back, it was my decision. Plus, I want a baby too, not just you."

"I just want you to know that I would do anything for you. I don't want you to think that I wouldn't."

"I would never think that, honey. Please don't worry. Everything will be okay."

They stood there in silence a while longer before Charlie suggested to go back before it got dark.

Later that night, as the snuggled in front of the fireplace in their living room, both enjoying a glass of wine, Charlie whispered "You know when I knew exactly that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you?"

"No, when?"

"I remember it like it was yesterday. We all were at St. Mungo's because Ginny gave birth to James. You were so excited and then Ginny gave him to you and you looked at us and just beamed."

Hermione sat up straight and looked at her husband, speechless "We weren't even together then!"

Charlie shrugged "Well, after that I tried to make it clear that I have feelings for you and it worked."

"I already had feelings for you too, so of course it worked. Even though it wasn't so easy at first." Hermione smiled softly. Charlie wrapped his arms around Hermione and pulled her close so he could kiss her. It was a soft kiss, where Charlie tried to show Hermione how much he loved her. Hermione ran her hand through his red shaggy hair and pulled him even closer to her. She slowly ran her tongue over his bottom lip and he opened his mouth immediately.

They fought for dominance for a while until the need for air couldn't be ignored any longer, but Charlie's lips didn't leave his wife's body. He trailed kissed down her throat and nibbled on her collarbone. She let out a sigh, clearly enjoying his actions. Slowly, he kissed his way up again and smiled at her. She loved his smile. Hermione's hands went down to the hem of his t-shirt where she put her hands under it to touch his bare skin. She raked her fingernails over his muscular back and leaned up to kiss him again.

Charlie got rid of his t-shirt before making quick work with Hermione's blouse and bra.

"You are so beautiful." Charlie told her.

"And you are sexy as hell and now get rid of your jeans." she said breathlessly and tugged on his jeans.

Charlie chuckled "Always so eager." but he grabbed his wand from the floor and vanished their remaining clothes.

The weeks passed and Hermione and Charlie made an appointment at St. Mungo's to see a Healer. Hermione was a wreck, Charlie wasn't much better, but hid it, because of Hermione.

The Healer was specializing in conceiving and pregnancy and in addition to that was really nice. The Healer examined both Hermione and Charlie thoroughly and the result was devastating.

"Mrs. Weasley I'm sorry to inform you that you have a condition that makes it really difficult to conceive." The Healer began and continued quickly, as she looked at Hermione's face "Please, don't give up hope. Yes, it is difficult, but it isn't impossible. Nowadays, we have so much that we can do when it comes to Healing. We have a potion you could try that makes you more fertile. I think that is the best option for now, if that doesn't work for you, we can take a look at other options. Is that okay for the two of you? Do you have any questions?"

Hermione swallowed harshly and looked helplessly at her husband. Understanding that she couldn't speak at the moment, he looked back at the Healer and asked "Has this potion any side effects?"

The Healer nodded "Yes. It makes the person who takes it more emotional. Aside from that there aren't that many side effects that are known of. Some women complain about ravenous appetite or the opposite, lack thereof."

Hermione cleared her throat and said "Okay…"

The Healer smiled and nodded. The couple spent the next couple of minutes listening to the explanation the Healer gave them about the potion and then bid their goodbyes and went home.

They didn't speak at their way home. Hermione looked deep in thought and Charlie didn't know what to say to her to make her open up to him.

As they unlocked the front door to their house and Hermione still didn't say a word, Charlie pleaded "Talk to me, please?!"

"I'll just take a nap…" she said without looking at him.

"Hermione…!" he tried again.

She stopped in her tracks and sighed "Don't worry, Charlie. I just need to lie down for a while."

"I love you." He said.

"I love you too."