Ok, this is the last part. I was going to wait a bit longer and make those who have read up to now sweat it out a bit, but I got a review on Part3 that made me laugh. Thank you "K", that is the effect I was going for!
Part 4 was the hardest to write and took the most time to work out phrases and sentences.
Please please please review on this part if you haven't already - I thrive on feedback and I'd love to know what you guys think.
They continued to make love, on every surface, chair or piece of furniture in the tent. They laughed, cried out each other's names and lost all sense of time and space. All night they spent at the mercy of each other; teasing and taunting until they had their release. By the time the sun rose over the horizon, Charlie and Hermione had lost the innocence of every part of the tent; living area, bedroom, kitchen, bathroom and even right next to the door. Both still bruised from the night and running on adrenaline, they cleared away the broken chairs, torn clothing and upturned cabinets. Trying to find fresh clothing and something that resembled breakfast, Charlie mused to Hermione.
"Darling, how the hell did we manage to do this?" He asked, confused as he held up a book with a suspicious stain on the front. He grinned as Hermione saw what he was referring too.
"You thought it would be an amazing idea to bend me over the coffee table, but it was knocked over. We moved into the kitchen after that" she recalled, smiling at the memory and Charlie's expression when he realised. Fresh-as-air memories of making love on the small kitchen table with many sickly-sweet foodstuffs came flooding back. Charlie lost himself in his memories for a moment.
"Speaking of kitchens, is there anything to eat?" He flashed his winning smile, but it didn't get him what he wanted.
"You can get your own food, I need to find some clothes to wear" she smiled as she turned and walked towards her open trunk near the bed. Quicker than she anticipated, she felt Charlie behind her as she pulled on clean underwear. He didn't touch her, but she felt something cold run down her back. Charlie had poured water from a canteen down her spine and watched it run into the centre of her cheeks and dampen the soft material. She turned and kissed him with all the passion he had at the start of the evening.
"These are the only knickers I can find" she stated plainly.
"Oops" Charlie grinned and splashed the rest of the water in the canteen at her breasts to let it run down her body, clinging to her curves. Her nipples became painfully hard under Charlie's hand. He roughly massaged it and took the other into his mouth; sucking and nipping between his teeth.
"You bastard" was her only reply. She pulled his body into hers, the water cold and causing him to erupt in Goosebumps.
"Charlie? Hermione? You-" Rick hadn't heard them having sex for a while, so he thought the coast was clear. He entered the tent and stood on the spot where they had made love only a couple of hours before. The sight that greeted him was a shock. Charlie had Hermione against a tall post that held the tent up, her legs around his waist pulling him into her. He was driving into her so hard that she saw stars behind her eyelids, a bruise almost certain to be on her back when they had finished. They were frenzied, clumsy and quick and utterly shocked to see their friend stood gormless in the doorway.
"Rick!" Hermione called as she spotted him over Charlie's rippling shoulder. Charlie stopped and directed his attention to the door, seeing him trying to look anywhere but at them.
"Shit, I thought you'd put each other down" Rick stammered. "We're leaving in half an hour" and with that he turned and left wanting to wash the image of his boss and his boss's wife shagging in the middle of their tent out of his mind.
Within half an hour, their tent was packed and they stood together ready to Apperate back to the forest clearing they were hiding the dragons and skrewts. Charlie and Hermione held an air of professionalism between them, but Rick couldn't put up with it much longer.
"Must you two act like nothing happened? You're like a pair of randy teenagers for fucks sake." Rick asked. He was straight to the point; a trait which Charlie admired when he brought him to the ranch all those years ago.
"Yes, because all you saw was me making love to my wife. Nothing out of the ordinary" Charlie couldn't help himself. He'd both won a bet and made his friend nervous. Hermione grinned to herself, thankful her hair was hiding it.
"You know I nearly sent Glyn in there! That would have looked really good, wouldn't it?"
"Relax Rick. Besides, he's only been with us for a couple of months, he's still learning." Charlie grinned at Glyn, not at all awkwardly. "You've got potential kid, you'll get used to living with us all in time". Glyn didn't have the casual air that Charlie had. He looked at him and tried to talk but it came out as a squeak.
"Shall we get going? I need to speak with the ministry workers over here before we can set off home" Hermione suggested. They all took hold of Hermione's arm and they Side-Along Apperated away from their campsite.
Two weeks later, back at their home on the reserve Charlie entered the house with a call to Hermione. She rushed to the hallway, not able to wait another second without seeing him. She pressed a kiss into his lips, his new stubbly beard scratching slightly. Since the trip to Asia, if they weren't breathing, they were making love somewhere: House, garden, Charlie's Den, one of the disused dragon pens. You name it; they debauched it.
"I got you something today. Rick finally paid up from that bet and you said I had to buy you something nice" He smiled. Hermione's eyes widened as he pulled a large, flat case from the back pocket of his jeans and handed it to her. She took the case and slowly opened it. Sat on a black satin base was a goblin made silver and diamond necklace with matching drop earrings. The shock was instantaneous and her reply delayed. She was taken in by the beauty of it. She raised her head to look into Charlie's deep hazel eyes and opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out. Charlie took the necklace and carefully hung it around Hermione's neck and turned so should could see her reflection in the mirror in the hallway. It was beautiful. It sparkled in the light and she stared at it, totally shocked she now owned something so beautiful.
"It's beautiful. Oh Charlie, how could we ever afford this?" Hermione was so in awe, she took a minute to come back to reality.
"Don't you worry about that" he softly said, gently kissing her ear as he watched her in the mirror. "Just do one thing for me?"
"Anything" Hermione was ready to give up the world for him. He turned her to face him, took her hands in his and bent one knee. Kneeling in front of her, like a Knight in front of his Queen, he asked:
"Marry me again?"
Fin, for real this time.
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