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Chapter 02:Receiving Letters, Shocks, Kisses, and Running Away.

"Mione wake up. Your letter's here and mom won't let Charlie open his up till you open yours." Ginny whined as she shook her.

Groaning Hermione got out of bed and changed into a scarlet sundress that set off her caramel brown eyes before making her way downstairs. The moment she reached the last step Ginny thrust the letter into her hand and waited expectedly for Hermione to open it. Walking into the kitchen and sitting down at the table across from Charlie who had a matching envelope in his hands. Sighing she opened the envelope and out of the corner of her eye she could see Charlie doing the same.

Dear Hermione Granger,

Based on your quiz we have decided the wizard most compatible for you is son of Ministry worker Arthur Weasley whom is married to Molly Weasley. You are engaged to marry Charlie Zachary Weasley. We expect the ceremony to be within the next year and for you to be pregnant within a year after that.

Sincerely,

Kingsley Shacklebot

Minister of Magic

Hermione sat still as Ginny grabbed her letter and screeched in pleasure before showing Mrs. Weasley whom also screeched in pleasure. All the Weasleys, who had been present yesterday when she had shown up, were now in the kitchen and passing around both Charlie's and her letter.

"Mione, you're still going to be my sister in-law!" Ginny exclaimed as she gave her a hug.

"Congratulations my dears." Molly smiled as she bustled around the kitchen to start making breakfast.

She felt somebody's fingers entwine with hers and looking to her left she saw Charlie and somehow she found the gesture comforting.

"A little overwhelmed?" He asked smiling.

"Just a little, yesterday I wasn't sure if I was going to even be a part of the Weasley family and if I was I wasn't suspecting to be getting married to you." She confessed and bit her lip.

"I understand. Don't worry. Just think of it as a pleasant surprise." His smile made her feel at ease as she leaned against him and rested her head on his shoulder.

Her little moment disappeared the instant she heard a loud "pop" coming from the living room and she had a feeling that it was one of the people she wanted to see least at the moment. Of course she was right, she was almost always right. Ron walked into the kitchen with Lavender and underneath the table Hermione squeezed Charlie's hand a little longer as she felt her stomach clench.

"So Charlie who did you get paired with?" Ron laughed as he pulled Lavender closer the instant he spotted Hermione in the room.

"Actually they paired me with Hermione." Charlie said calmly as he moved a little closer to Hermione.

"Yeah, right, now seriously who did you get paired with?" Ron's face lit up with delight as he laughed freely.

Before Charlie could even say a word everybody heard the small quiet voice next to him.

"Me." Hermione stated as she stared at Ron as if daring him to challenge her.

"Prove it." Ron said defiantly.

In less than a second Charlie's lips were on Hermione's applying the perfect amount of pressure. As Charlie kissed her Hermione couldn't help but compare Charlie's experience gentle but firm kisses to Ron's sloppy dog like kisses. Happily and much to Ron's surprise she kissed him right back.

"Okay jokes over guys." Ron's irritated voice was only a background noise as Charlie and her kissed a little longer before finally parting

Smiling Charlie rested his forehead against Hermione's and absentmindedly rubbed small circles onto the back of her hand with his thumb.

"How could you kiss my girlfriend Charlie?" Ron screeched ruining the happy bubble that surrounded Hermione and Charlie.

"Excuse me!" Hermione interjected."You're GIRLFRIEND? You lost the right to call me that Ronald when you asked that slut whose hand you're holding over there to marry you."

"Mione you know I love you. But I actually want children one day and you have already had two miscarriages." Ron tried to reason as the room fell silent around them, everybody's eyes landed on Hermione and she froze.

Nobody except Ron had known she had been pregnant. Then again Ron had been the father but a few weeks into each pregnancy and she miscarried. It was one of the forbidden topics that were not to be mentioned and Ron knew that. It was forbidden for one reason, because she had failed to be a mother and it broke her heart for the simple fact that more than anything she wanted to be a mother.

"I can't believe you brought that up." She whispered as tears started to well up in her eyes, her hand pulling away from Charlie's.

"Well it's true Mione. You could keep our baby inside you for more than a few weeks." Ron stated indifferently.

"Ron. That's enough." Molly scolded.

"But mom it's true. Everybody knows how much you want grandkids so why would you let any of us marry somebody who couldn't carry them." Ron whined as Lavender smirked next to him.

At this point tears were falling freely down Hermione's cheeks as she was once more reminded at her failure to be a mother.

"Ronald Weasley. How dare you say that? Hermione is like a daughter to me and I can't wait to actually be able to call her so. I am certainly glad she is marrying Charlie because you don't deserve her. Now get out of my sight this instant and take that harlot with you." Molly lectured loudly as she wrapped her arms around Hermione's shaking form.

With the thought of her two miscarriages Hermione did the one thing she could think of. She fled. Running out of the house she gripped her wand tightly and apparated to a place where none of her family or friends knew about.