AN: This is just a little ficlet that I've been thinking about for a while, 'cause there aren't enough CW/HG romances out there. Please review.
Disclaimer: Never has been mine, never will be mine. J.K. has all the money etc.
Warning: This is Charlie Weasley Hermione Granger romance, or will be after this chapter. It also makes Ron out to be a total jerk, so if you don't like, don't read. It will also contain hints of attempted rape in later chapters.
Charlie was worried. Hermione seemed more withdrawn every day, for no apparent reason. She'd been at the Burrow nearly a week, and although she'd been cheerful at the start now you were lucky to catch a smile.
Her parents were at a conference in America, delivering a speech on English dentistry, so Hermione had arranged to stay with the Weasley's for three weeks until they got back. The twins had bought a flat near diagon alley, and Ginny was staying with a friend for a month, so it was just her, Ron and him in the house apart from Molly and Arthur, because Bill was still in Egypt.
Molly was obviously expecting Ron and Hermione to be going out within a week, as it was obvious Ron fancied her, and although there were no obvious signs Hermione seemed to like him too. Charlie however thought different. He'd seen the way the girl acted around his brother, and the emotion she showed was certainly not love or anything close to it.
If anything she seemed repulsed by the boy. When he touched her she flinched, when he entered a room she shrank back.
'Oh well,' thought Charlie as he trailed up the many stairs to get ready for the day. Not that he was doing much at the moment. He was on temporary leave from Romania to visit the family, which was stupid as the family weren't there!
As he passed a closed bathroom door he heard a faint curse. Curious, he went to the door in time to hear "...bugger shit bugger!!!"
"Is something wrong?" He called cautiously. The voice was Hermione's, and she didn't swear for no reason. He heard a whimper, before she called back, "Is that you, Charlie?"
"Yep, it's me. Can I help? I heard you swearing."
"Ermmm...well, it's kind of embarrassing..."
"Monthly Problems?"
"Yes. How did you know?"
"I've caught Ginny in this dilemma more than once you know. What do you need?"
"In the top draw of my dresser there are some purple pads, and some red and white knickers. If you could bring me one of each that would be brill."
He retreated to her room to find the required items. It turned out that the drawer contained underwear of all descriptions, something he wasn't very comfortable rummaging through, but he managed well enough to, and soon was heading back along the corridor to the bathroom.
"What should I do with them, just pass them round the door?"
"Please. Just toss them in the direction of the shower."
A second later a small bundle hit the shower curtain before falling to the floor. Hermione picked it up gratefully, calling her thanks to Charlie, who carried on up the corridor to his room.
A few minutes later he heard the toilet flush, and a door opening and closing, followed by the muffled footsteps of a teenage girl. Waiting a few minutes to give her a chance to compose herself, Charlie crossed the corridor and knocked softly on the door.
"Come in."
He opened the door slightly and slipped inside. Hermione was curled on her bed with a magazine, and looked up when he entered.
"Look, I'm sorry about earlier. I didn't mean to embarrass you," Charlie started nervously.
"Don't worry about it. I almost glad you did hear me, because I don't know what I'd've done if you hadn't. Anyway, I'm intrigued as to when you caught Ginny. I mean, she mentioned that one of her brothers had caught her, but from the way she said it I assumed that she was teased about it."
"Nope. I never told anyone. It was bound to happen sometime."
They talked for nearly an hour, during which Charlie found out a few interesting things, including the fact that Ron had tried to kiss her without her consent. He decided not to make a fuss, but stored it away for later thought.
AN: Please review!