Disclaimer: I do not owe the characters J.K. Rowling once created. I do owe the characters I have created myself. That's, except the storyline, the only thing I owe.

Note: I found this story again, I'm going to type everything and post it this week or next week.


Chapter 9

From the moment Charlie woke up, the two of them were almost continue together. They still did the same things as they did before they dated, but in the evening they were together. In the three months they were dating now, Hermione was almost never at her own home. Except a lot of snogging nothing else had happened. They did, of course, got a lot of comments. Neither of them cared though.

At the moment everyone found they were dating, both of them got a lot of comments about their friendship: 'Only friends, right?', 'Wow, you two got a real close friendship.', 'Snogging isn't included in friendship, you know.', 'Well, well… someone lied here.' Not that they cared. They laughed at these comments and there wasn't any other reaction their friends could expect. When Michelle had found out, she had yelled to Hermione that Charlie was hers. Charlie had laughed and had kissed Hermione passionately. When he had let her go, he said simply that only Hermione was allowed to call him hers. Michelle was angry for weeks. In the meanwhile Harry was let go by the hospital, Hermione had promised to visit him as soon as she found time, which she hadn't yet.

At the moment Hermione was cuddled in her favorite sofa at Charlie's. She was reading a book called: 'Cinderella, only then just a bit different.' It was the magical version of the story and it was in all ways totally different than the original muggle version. While Hermione was reading, Charlie was making different. He wanted to do something extra special tonight. When he walked in the room he smiled at the peaceful sight of his girlfriend. He kissed he soft in her neck.

"Dinner is ready princess." Hermione moaned when he stopped kissing her. "We've got all night, darling." Hermione smiled and let Charlie carry her to the diningroom in his house. Soft music was on the background, the only light came from a candle in the middle of the table.
"It looks beautiful, Charles." Charlie smiled and gave Hermione a kiss. With that their romantic dinner started.

Dinner had been fantastic, they had a lot of good talks and kisses. After putting the dishes in the kitchen, "we'll do that later 'Mione," they sat down in the living room. They were enjoying each other's company.
"Move in with me." Hermione smiled and kissed Charlie, the kiss soon deepened.
"I love to." Again they kissed deeply. Hermione hand went under his shirt. Kissing they walked to the bedroom.
"Are you sure?" Charlie asked softly. Hermione answered with a kiss. Charlie wanted to say something; Hermione put a finger on his lips. "You talk too much darling." She pushed him in the room. While unbuttoning his shirt, she closed the door behind her with her foot.

The sun shined brightly when Hermione woke up. She looked smiling at Charlie. Slowly she remembered everything of the night before. Her smile got bigger. Quietly she stood up. She walked to the bathroom, when she was finished there she went to the kitchen and grabbed breakfast. After that she walked back to the bedroom.

"Good morning sleepyhead. Working day has started three hours ago, time to get up." Charlie opened sleepily his eyes.
'You are ready to leave." He stated. Hermione laughed at him. "But who says you are permitted to leave?" He grabbed her arm and pulled her towards him.

"Charlie, please, it's almost half past nine. We need to go to the Reservation!"
"What does it matter if we come a little later? No one will care or we come now or a half hour later." He kissed Hermione passionately, she moaned softly and soon her clothes were on the ground again.

An owl stopped their occupation. With an irritated sigh Charlie let Hermione go. Smilingly she stood up and walked to the owl. She gave it some water and bread and took the letter.
"Leave the letter darling. It can wait." Hermione put the letter on a table and walked back to Charlie. She smiled seducingly at him. "You are going pay for that." Before Hermione could react Charlie had captured her lips and soon he had captured the rest of her body.

It at least a half hour before Hermione could finally grab the letter. Her name was on it.
"Who's the sender?" Charlie asked. Hermione didn't react on that. "Why don't you get dressed Charles?" He laughed at her and threw a shirt at her while getting quick to the bathroom. Hermione opened the letter.

Dear Hermione,

Sadly enough this isn't a letter of joy. I've got some dreadful news. Two days ago Arthur got a heart attack, the healer said it was due to too much stress. They couldn't safe him, his body had given up.
I was hoping that you could tell Charlie, he was always close to his father. I would prefer it if he would this news personally and not through a letter. Could you please do this for me?

With love,
Molly

A tear walked down Hermione her cheek. Charlie looked worried at her when he returned.
"What wrong dear?" He pulled her in a hug.
"It's your father Charles. He's gone."
"How do you mean he's gone? Where did he go to?"
"He's not with us anymore, he's dead." Charlie paled. He looked with empty eyes through the window. Hermione pulled him in her arms and hugged him. After a while she let him go.

"You should go to your family. I'll go to Peter and tell him about this. I'll follow you later, okay? Peter will understand."


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