Flashback

Hermione sat watching the sunset at the lake near the Burrow. Blues, Oranges, pinks and purples danced in the sky.

Charlie had walked to the lake to escape his mother nagging him about finding a girl to settle down and have kids with. He wasn't ready for that and the woman his mom kept trying to set him up with were either boring, idiots, slutty or tightly wound. He was tired of it.

Charlie noticed Hermione sitting near the lake shivering. He sat down beside her and put his arm around her.

"Trying to get away from your mother, Charlie?" Hermione asked softly leaning her head on his shoulder.

"Yeah. She's on me to settle down. All the girls she wants me to meet are horrible. I wanna choose my life, not have someone control," Charlie replied bitterly.

"I know what you mean. She's still set on me marrying Ron. We are nothing alike. Ginny thinks we belong together too. She thinks all the fighting we do is foreplay and unresolved sexual tension. It's driving me insane."

"Even I can tell you don't belong with him and I'm hardly ever around. You aren't compatible together. Ron's an idiot, obsessed with quidditch, has no manners and eats three times as much as everyone else. He wants a wife who stays at home and pops out babies. You want a career and you wouldn't be able to have that with Ron. My mom's gone insane."
"We should be getting inside before they realise were not there," Hermione suggested.

"Not yet. I like sitting here with you. It's peaceful," Charlie admitted pulling Hermione closer to him.

"How are the dragons?"

"They're good. We need a healer for the dragons and other animals. The last one quit."

"I always wanted to be a healer. After the war I don't want to be around injured or sick people. I was thinking about becoming an animal healer."

"You'd be a good healer. No one can deny that. It would take around three years to finish healer training. The reserve could use someone like you. I would like it if you came to the reserve."

The sun had completely set by now and it was pitch black out. Charlie stood and offered Hermione his hand. Grabbing Charlie's hand for leverage Hermione stood up. They started walking back to the lights coming from the Burrow.

"Wait Hermione! I enjoyed talking with you. Would you like to have coffee with me tomorrow?" Charlie asked nervously.

"I'd love to Charlie,"Hermione answered. They started walking again, hands brushing ever so often.