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You Snore.

Hermione felt the sunlight on her face and snuggled closer into the warm man that was holding her. She sighed from the very comfortable and warm feelings that her man-pillow were providing. She then began to think of the fact that she did not fall asleep with anyone next to her.

She quickly opened her eyes and saw that Charlie was holding her and staring at her like she was a puzzle.

"Charlie," she gasped and then thought about the state of her teeth. She thought about morning breath and immediately wished to brush them.

"Good morning, love," He said and pulled her a bit tighter to him.

"I – I, good morning."

She looked around the room and spotted the book she was looking for on his lap.

"I hope you enjoyed reading the book last night, although I'm sure you've read it before give your extensive training with dragons and the fact that you need to know just as much about their mythology as you do their biology and such things like that," Hermione stammered on, not sure what else to talk about.

Thankfully, Charlie interrupted her and said, "You snore."

Affronted Hermione pulled away a little bit, "Excuse me?"

"You do," Charlie said and leaned in a bit, "It's quite adorable. It's not a loud and constant snoring, but a quiet snore every once and a while. Also, while we're on the subject of you, I think that you are the perfect size for a woman."

Hermione did not realize Charlie had leaned in even closer when she said, "Charles Weasley! You should never ever comment on a woman's weight!"

"Oh no love, I love your body, I appreciate your body," His tone sent shivers down her spine where they all pooled in a big warm mass, "I just mean that you're not fragile, but there's no way anyone in this world would classify you as pudgy or too big. You're athletic and toned, but you aren't a twig. I find it very appealing."

Hermione looked up to retort when she noticed Charlie was close enough to be touching her lips. She gasped in surprise and was startled enough that she fell backwards, bringing Charlie with her.

"I'm so sorry Charlie, are you quite alright?"

Charlie let out a loose chuckle and said, "I'm quite fine, love."

Hermione smiled and noticed there was a predatory gleam in Charlie's eyes and lost her smile as he slowly pinned her arms above her head.

"Charlie," she said quietly.

Ignoring her he said, "I also like the fact that you make it so easy to be around you. I love the fact that you read so many books just because you love the knowledge it brings you. I love that even with all those serious books you like to read trashy muggle romance novels when you think no one is noticing. I also love the fact that your carrying my child."

Hermione began to speak up but was shushed by Charlie's lips. All too soon he pulled back and said, "I guess what I'm trying to say is that I like you. I know we haven't dated and that we haven't done things the orthodox way, but I'd like to give us a try."

"Charlie, I don't know about this."

"Hermione, we've already created something," He placed one of his hands on her stomach, "Let's try dating and see where that takes us."

Hermione bit her lower lip as she contemplated the offer.

She sighed a little and said, "All right."

Charlie let out a loud cheer and went to kiss her again. He missed.

Hermione giggle as she rolled out from under him and said, "If we're going to start dating, you're going to need to work your charm to get some kissing in."

She stuck her tongue out and turned to walk down the stairs.

At the foot of the stairs she looked at herself in the mirror on the wall and called out, "Ginny?"

She heard a reply from the other side of the house.

"I need your help."

Harry stood near the door as Charlie tried to leave inconspicuously.

"Ahem," he said and nearly chuckled when Charlie jumped a bit.

"Merlin's beard Harry!"

"Yes, well sorry about that, but we need to have a small chat."

Charlie looked confused and then said, "Ah, I see."

"I sound very cliché at the current moment, but you hurt her you die."

"I won't."

Harry breathed in and said, "Good, because myself and about twenty other men in her life will not fail to see you dead if you do."

Charlie slapped a hand on Harry's shoulder and said, "Good talk mate, but I've got to go, I've got a date with the lovely lady to get ready for."

Harry smiled as Charlie left. He walked back into the kitchen praying that the two of them wouldn't muck it up.