Notes: I am not J.K. Rowling and never will be soo I claim no rights to the characters.

More notes: So this story was originally posted on A03. As part of a gift for Kelpie169 during the LoveFest Competition for the facebook group The Fairest Of The Rare. This is chapter 1 however on the original posting it's chapter 2. This work isn't betaed at all, it's the ramblings of a person who awoke at 5:30 am only to write for a moment.

It was a Saturday morning, Hermione had slept over at the burrow, she found her self being woken up by strong hands.

"Leave me alone Ronald, I don't want to see your latest chocolate frog collection" she mumbled and turned over so she was on her belly face first in a pillow.

Someone began to chuckle lightly. "She ends up on the couch and she suddenly thinks we are all Ron. What did you do to her little brother?...and why didn't anyone put her up in Ginny's room?"

At this she decides to let the Weasleys figure it out amongst them selves. She was too tired to figure out which one was above her at the moment.

"Well, Charles." So that's who it was she thought. "She came here at one in the morning, and with your sister and Harry figuring things out and sharing her room I couldn't just let her join. Normally she would...never mind that but for now this was the only place she could sleep. The girl has had a rough few weeks. She will tell us when she's ready. Until then, shoo all of you, I will not have you chasing her away. Let her sleep."

At this, she heard Molly head back into the kitchen and it had turned quiet, finally she thought. Just as she was about to drift off those same arms picked her up blankets and all, and had begun to carry her up the stairs. Curious to see what would come of this she pretended to be asleep.

She had heard him rambling as he was climbing the stairs. Something along the lines of "the couch" and "my room". He laid her down in his bed, which was still warm and then pulled his covers over her. Just as he was about to shut the door he heard

"Charlie" he paused maybe he was imagining it, but then she was opening her eyes. "Thank you, I was actually looking for your room in the middle of the night, like you told me too at dinner, horrible idea by the way, because I wound up sneaking into your parents room" at this he shut the door.

"Well, that explains the couch, but what did you say to them to let you sleep over?" He asked.

"Oh, just that I had a terrible time of adjusting at home and my date last night did not go so well." She smirked on the last bit.

It was their second time meeting each other for dinner and they very much had an opposite experience than the one she let on to the family.

"Well, you are here now. What shall I do with you?" At his blantant honesty all she could muster was "let me sleep, your stupid brother kept me up for a nother 3 hours when I got here, I'm so tired" she yawned.

"Okay, you have a deal, but only if you agree to another date with me." He said.

"Deal." At that she closed her eyes again and went back to sleep. Charlie decided that instead of going down stairs he would crawl back into his bed and cuddled her where he soon followed her into the abyss.

-Fin-