Author's note

Were nearly there! Thank you for sticking with me and my first fanfiction this far. There are only a few chapter left now so I do hope you enjoy the fluff and love...

I hope you have a great day,

Wishin' Girl

X x x

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Deep in the snow covered valley, under the cover of the starlit winter night, dragons swept to and fro. They had watched the fireworks darting across the sky above and Charlie's longhorn had scented her human flying across the dark indigo abyss back to his nest on the far banks. She couldn't get to that side of the valley but from the cracking bond she shared with the flame haired man she knew that her family had expanded that night. With a large contented sigh the magnificent creature rekindled the fire in the entrance to her cave and settled down for a restful night's sleep.

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Dawn broke early the next morning and the newlywed couple stirred as the sun began to rise over the snow capped mountains. The warming charm had, thankfully, held strong all night so the pair had slept naked in each other's arms in the privacy of their balcony at home. The feel of their skin to skin contact provided them with a deep comfort and warmth in the echoes of their marriage bond creation.

"Good morning husband" Ashlynn yawned widely, stretching out her arms and kissing her new husband soundly.

"Good morning wife" replied Charlie's gruff morning voice as he took advantage of her stretching to pull her on top of him and deepen their kiss "how long do we have before we have got to leave for our honeymoon?"

Ashlynn giggled at Charlie's growing erection, it had changed from simply morning wood and was now insistently poking her in the hip and twitching with every minute move she made, so she ground against him in reply eliciting a sharp hiss from between his gritted teeth.

"About two hours, so we have time…" she continued to grind against his throbbing cock before dipping her tongue into the shell of his ear and breathing "fuck me Charlie, take me."

These words from his beloved would have usually made him come almost immediately but after a long night of love making he was ready to last much longer for her. Bouncing up onto his feet in the pearly, early morning glow he picked Ashlynn up by the waist and positioned her back against his chest, facing out towards the mountains and sunrise.

Large hands, rough from physical labour, caressed her breasts and smoothed over the soft skin of her curvaceous waist, stomach, hips and thighs. Hot sticky breaths panted in her ear and her own lungs sped up to match their fast pace as one hand rolled her pebbled nipples, pinching and soothing them, whole the other large hand dipped between her wet folds to roll, pinch and circle the small but highly sensitive bundle of nerves that could topple her over the edge in minutes.

Ashlynn's legs buckled slightly every few moments as her orgasm built but she held strong by leaning back against her new husband's panting chest. Mewls and whines and begs escaped her lips as Charlie brought her to the edge only to switch technique and deny her release over and over again. The coil wound and wound inside her ready to snap as it became increasingly brittle with each denial.

"Please... Charlie... take me... Charlie... I'm yours..." she pleaded as the peak neared for what felt like the thousandth time but was held stubbornly out of her desperate grasp.

"Do as I say." Charlie commanded and she nodded eagerly as his fingers flicked and soothed and plundered her.

As the sun peaked over the mountain tops Charlie's hands slid from teasing his wife to holding her hips firm. His voice was gravelly and commanding which turned an infinitely aroused Ashlynn on even more.

"Bend over, as far as you can, and hold onto the railing." Charlie instructed firmly.

Her pelvis rotated as she bent forwards and she wrapped her fingers firmly around the wildflower covered wood, presenting her booty to him like a delectable treat. He kicked her feet apart and pulled her hips back even further so that he could see the evidence of her arousal dripping down her plump thighs. Gathering some of the sweet honey on his fingers as it dripped down her inner thigh, Charlie swept his fingers back and forth from her engorged clit to her eager, sodden entrance.

"Plant your feet." Came his next instruction which she eagerly obeyed.

Charlie dropped down slightly so that he could line himself up with her quivering entrance and slammed himself into her with such force that she jolted forwards. Her firm grip tightened further and she held herself firm on the railing while Charlie buried himself to the hilt and released her first orgasm after waking. She screamed in delight as stars exploded behind her eyes but she didn't have time to come down from her orgasm as it was stretched and extended, merging straight into another then another.

Charlie's pace was fast and unrelenting, his fingers deftly circling and teasing her clit and swinging nipples. He pounded into her from behind and with each return his balls smacked against her aching nub driving her orgasms further and with such a force that she was almost knocked her off her feet. Ashlynn orgasmed over and over again as the tip and ridge of her husband's wide, long cock dragged across the spongey spot inside her. With every thrust a moan escaped her parted, panting lips and her breasts swung back and forth driving Charlie insane.

After what felt like hours had passed and when the sun had finally completely risen over the mountain range's peaks, Ashlynn felt like her legs were so wobbly and weak from her relentless orgasms that they would give out beneath her at any moment. Charlie's hands held her up by the hips through her final orgasm as he finally allowed himself to come inside her. Thoroughly spent, her name came tumbling repeatedly from his panting lips as a scream, chant, moan and then whisper into the snowy air.

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Marius and Aila had gifted the couple the first week of their honeymoon in a cabin in Sweden and they arrived via portkey at around lunchtime.

The wooden cabin sat on the edge of a wide fjord in the north of Sweden surrounded my miles and miles of privacy and snow with only a few hours of sunlight each day available at this time of year. The small cabin consisted of one main room with a fireplace, love-seat armchair, king sized bed, mini-kitchen and several fur rugs and blankets. One wall of the cabin was made of mirrors, another of triple glazed glass overlooking the fjord and the other two were painted white to bring brightness outside the sunlit hours. Four doors sat around the room, one led to the small entrance porch where they left their thick coats hanging and their snow boots on the tiled floor, another to the bathroom housing a walk in shower with an assortment of herbs to hang in the steam for stress reduction, intimacy, muscle relaxation and many more delightful treats, the third led to a sauna panelled with wood and controlled by magic, the last to a snow covered deck area over looking the fjord and housing a large jacuzzi hot tub in the centre.

The couple decided to spend the light part of their days apparating to Oslo and Stockholm where they explored and ate out at restaurants and cafes to save them having to cook, they particularly adored Oslo for watching the sunset from the opera house roof.

The pair had followed the advice of a local bartender and scaled the long sloping path up the side of the glass opera house that sat on the edge of the fjord when the skies first showed signs of turning golden and there were not disappointed. The view from the very top of the roof was simply spectacular. Warm yellow lights were flickering on the windows of building along the city's skyline as both the sky and its reflection in the perfectly still fjord waters below became streaked with pinks and oranges. Golden rays of sun outlined the few small wisps of clouds floating high above them and the honeymooning couple shared hours of blissful kisses right there as the pink and gold sky made way for violet and indigo flecked with silver starlight.

Once darkness had fallen and the cold air was starting to bite at their noses, Ashlynn shared the best of her muggle heritage with Charlie by taking him to the Noble Peace Center in Oslo too and he marvelled at the kindness and brilliance the winners had shown in some of the most challenging situations imaginable. In turned out that there was as much good and evil in the muggle world as the wizarding one vowed to ensure any future children they had would truly understand the kindness and love of both worlds as they grew up.

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The cabin was so warm and private that Charlie decided to dare his wife to spend every moment in the cabin naked, glad for any opportunity to spend naked alone time with her soul mate she blushingly agreed on the condition that he do the same. This lead to many burnt breakfasts and forgotten tasks abandoned half way through thanks to the distraction of mind blowing sex but neither Charlie nor Ashlynn really seemed to mind this at all.

Their final evening at the cabin followed a similar pattern to the rest of their days spent their, they returned from a day well spent visiting the royal palace in Stockholm and dumped their heavy boots and snow covered coats in the porch. Charlie added a few logs to the fire and sank down in to the arm chair to watch his wife undress with a wide cat who got all the cream type grin spreading across his face.

Slowly and with her eyes locked on Charlie Ashlynn lifted the Weasley jumper she had been wearing all day up and over her head and threw it onto the large king sized bed behind her. Her hands roamed over her upper body seductively and she swayed her hips enticingly before removing her bra and squeezing her breasts and then sliding her hands down to undo her jeans. Turning around and watching him in the mirrored wall she dragged the skinny jeans and lacey knickers down her legs, and off her feet which were spread wide apart to remind him of the morning after their wedding. On her way back up to standing she made sure Chalrie could clearly see her actions and slipped two fingers inside herself, pumping them three times before spreading the juices up between her folds, circling her clit then her nipples and finally sucking on the honey soaked fingers. The sweet taste of herself turned her on even more but her level of arousal was nothing compared to Charlie's at watching this.

While Charlie was frozen in sexual excitement and wonder at how he managed to marry such a vivacious woman, Ashlynn stepped into the sauna. He followed when he had worked out how to move again and simply gazed at her laying naked on the sizzling wooden bench. Knowing that sex in a sauna was a recipe for disaster and desperately wanting him inside her she got up and walked out without a word five minutes later, having given them both just enough time to build their anticipation up to the max. His eyes fixed on her swaying hips and Charlie followed her like a lost puppy.

She opened the door to the outdoor jacuzzi area and the light of the waxing moon highlighted her nipples which suddenly perked up at the cold snowy air. Darting across the thick snow on the floor she lowered herself into the hot bubbling water mere moments before Charlie joined her and pulled her into his lap joining their mouths in a fierce, fiery kiss for the first time since arriving back to their honeymoon cabin that evening.

"I want you Charlie" Ashlynn hummed in his ear as she moved to straddle his hips and he buried his face in between her voluminous breasts.

"I need you Ashlynn" came his gruff reply and she lowered herself down onto him, impaling herself on his eager, rigid length.

Charlie used one large hand to guide the pace and direction of her rising and falling movements while the other ran between their bodies to ensure she experienced multiple orgasms. The rough skin of his hand danced around her swollen pearl, flicking and pinching it in the hot water, his panting mouth found her cold nipples and he warmed the stiff peaks with his swirling tongue. Her head was thrown back in ecstasy and he marvelled once again at her beauty, the moonlight highlighting every dip and mound, every freckle and golden thread running through her hair.

The snow fell thick around the lovers but melted instantly on their hot sweaty faces as they reached their release together and held each other close into the night.

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The second week of their honeymoon get away had been bought by Charlie as a surprise for Ashlynn and the portkey she thought was returning them to Romania actually dumped them on a deserted tropical island in the centre of an atoll in the Maldives. They landed on a winding sandy path between tall trees, in one direction the path led to a long, soft, white sand beach lapped at by crystal clear turquoise waters with paddle boards, kayaks and a small sailing dinghy layed out for them to play on. The path's other direction took them to the over water villa they had booked for the next seven nights.

A beaming Charlie led a very happily surprised Ashlynn along the sandy path and up onto the wooden boardwalk it transformed into. The boardwalk took them out over the water and Ashlynn slowed to watch the turtles, baby sharks and diverse range of colourful reef fish swimming around the corals and anemones below. At the end of the wooden path was a villa made of the same soft wood as the boardwalk and a thatched roof, opening the door she stepped into a wide circular room with a large circular bed in the centre, an enclosed bathroom and open air shower like in Greece to the right and dressing tables and a sofa to their left. A TV charmed to play any muggle film desired hung from the ceiling alongside a large fan that was spinning to keep the room cool and the wooden floor extended through the french doors onto a wide deck facing out over the Indian ocean.

The deck had a ladder down into the deep waters below, a sunken table which Charlie informed her would produce any food and drinks they desired from the room service menu, a large sea through hammock hanging over the gently swelling waves below and a flight of steps up to an enticing balcony on the roof.

There were no other words to adequately describe it, this was paradise.

Charlie quickly discovered that he was entirely useless at paddle boarding, although Ashlynn had a lot of fun watching him try to find his balance on the floating boards and repeatedly topple face first into the warm waters, but he was a natural on a kayak so gladly paddled Ashlynn around as she snapped photos of the marine wildlife below with the specially adapted camera Charlie had secretly bought for her in preparation for the trip.

"I dare you to dive in" Ashlynn piped up one evening after the pair had shared calamari and a local curry for dinner and were lounging on their over water hammock. Ashlynn was wearing the sapphire blue cut out swimsuit Charlie loved to make the most of the evening sunshine on her skin and he wore dark red swimming trucks that hung low on his hips so that she could admire the deep V shape of his muscles.

"Dive bomb!" He shouted with a boyish grin and immediately leapt up causing the hammock to swing wildly and Ashlynn's laughter to fill the air.

The splash from his entrance to the ocean completely coated her in salt water so, with no reason not to, she leapt up and followed him in.

She plummeted to the ocean floor among the tropical fish and lazy turtles from her pencil jump off the deck and they spent the next few hours leaping into the water in the silliest ways they could think of before finally climbing the stairs up to their balcony to watch the dreamy sunset, Charlie pushed the strip of sapphire material between her legs to one side and consummated their day on the balcony in the dying rays of golden sun.

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"That's the last box" Charlie panted as he added yet another heavy cardboard box to the pile in their new lounge.

The hatchling reserve was set up and the initial cohort of dragons seemed to have settled in well enough, Charlie's faithful Romanian Longhorn and her mating partner joined the colony of Welsh Greens as teachers and surrogate parents for the eggs and young hatchlings. As an egg and hatchling specialist reserve the hatchery building was several times bigger than the one in Romania with five times as many specialist pens and several more hatching bowls. The reserve centre and its staff lodgings were set along the bank of a vast fresh water lake surrounded by the rolling green hills of Wales and swooping mountains of Snowdonia National Park.

Charlie and Ashlynn's traditional style stone house was the largest one on the reserve, as was usual for the head of reserve so that they could host guests to reserve and travelling researchers, with five big bedrooms, four bathrooms, a huge open plan kitchen dining room, spacious lounge and cosy snug spread across three floors, every single one of which had a beautiful view of the lake. The master suite took up the whole of the top floor and housed a similar wall of windows and balcony to their old home in Romania which it had been styled from. It felt a bit big for the couple for right now but one of the bedrooms had already been decorated with a forest mural full of magical creatures for Teddy to play alongside and they were sure it wouldn't be long before they were descended on by the many Weasleys and their other loved ones. Little Teddy was still living with his Grandmother Andromeda during the weeks and with Harry and Ginny at their home at weekends but now that Ashlynn and Charlie were closer they would have him stay with them whenever they could and wanted him to feel at home on the reserve, one step to this was with his own bedroom.

"Love?" Charlie called out when he didn't get a reply "Everything alright?"

"Yep, just that stomach bug still" Charlie heard Ashlynn's weak voice call from the downstairs bathroom followed by the, now familiar, sound of retching.

"Here you go love" he followed her voice and conjured a glass of fresh water, rubbing her back soothingly "it's been three weeks now that you've been sick, please go to see a healer."

"I am a healer" she snapped in return "I've done all the checks, no virus and bacteria, no parasite, no ulcer or other gastrointestinal problems." She vomited again and finally relented to her husband's worry "Maybe it's something muggle… I'll go and visit the muggle doctor near Mum and Dad's next time we visit them."

"It started when we moved in here, could it be something about the area or the reserve? Are you allergic to something in the house?" Charlie fretted, his anxiety clearly displayed on his tanned face.

"No, I don't think so. Maybe it's the stress of moving and when we're finally unpacked and bought all our furniture it'll go away. The hospital is all set up now and so is your reserve but that was stressful too."

"Fleur said she'd be here in about an hour to go furniture shopping with you, so please don't worry about unpacking. Bill's leaving Victoire at Andromeda's for a play date with Teddy so Bill and I can get everything magically unpacked by the time you get home tonight." Charlie was really worried about his wife, she rarely got sick but he respected her wishes and expertise enough not to push her on it any more right now.

The house was completely finished by the next morning, with special thanks to Fleur for her natural decorating skills but Ashlynn continued to be sick most mornings and by the following weekend was also getting dizzy when she stood up too quickly. Charlie's worry grew with each passing day and he was on the verge of carrying her to St Mungo's himself if she didn't see someone about it soon, thankfully though she stuck to her promise and went to a muggle doctors when, in mid march, the couple went to visit her parents' for their first weekend away from the reserve.

"Mrs Ashlynn Weasley" a kindly looking receptionist called across the waiting room at her parents' local GP surgery "the doctor's ready for you now, it's just down the left hand corridor in room 3B."

The sterile green and white corridor seemed daunting to Charlie as he held his wife's hand and followed her down to the door labelled 'Dr Jones, 3B'.

"Hello Mr and Mrs Weasley," a tall, slim and very primly dressed doctor with a mousy brown bob and friendly smile greeted them warmly as they entered her room, clearly already picking up on the worry emanating off the man accompanying her patient "I'm Dr Cassidy Jones what can I help you with today?"

"I've been vomiting most days since the start of February" Ashlynn explained after shaking the doctor's hand and taking a seat in one of the plastic chairs "and I've been getting a little dizzy too when I stand up."

"More than a little dizzy" Charlie chimed in, his worry not only plastered on his face but also through his tone.

"Is there anything that seems to trigger or precede the vomiting?" the doctor asked, scribbling down her notes as they spoke and she checked over Ashlynn's body language and sickly complexion with a well trained eye.

When Ashlynn shook her head indicating that she couldn't think of anything, Charlie chimed in again.

"Smells of some foods do it but I don't think that's what does it every time…"

"Are you sexually active Mrs Weasley?" The doctor asked kindly.

"Yes, we're very active" Ashlynn blushed in reply causing Charlie to smirk proudly and squeeze her hand "we recently got married."

"And when was your last period?" She continued, reaching into a draw in her desk and drawing out a small box.

"Well I've been really stressed with a new job so the last one was… before Christmas" realisation dawned across Ashlynn's face as she made the connection with her classic symptoms.

"This is a quick blood test we can do to find out if that's the reason" the doctor said with an understanding smile having watched the information slot into place on Ashlynn's face and showing her the box "and if that comes back positive I'll need to do a pelvic exam for you straight away to make sure. Okay?"

After carefully explaining how the test worked she pricked the test onto the inside of Ashlynn's elbow before smiling in confirmation and helping a shell shocked Ashlynn climb up onto the table. Charlie was still thoroughly lost with what the two women were on about but it seemed as though they were getting to the bottom of the problem at least and hopefully they could help Ashlynn to feel better, so he sat quietly waiting until the awkward part of the exam was completed and Ashlynn kissed him in excitement. When Charlie pulled away to ask if they had figured out what was wrong with his wife, the doctor took pity on him realising he hadn't been following what was going on up to that point and not wanting to share the news with him until she was sure of the outcome.

"Congratulations Mr and Mrs Weasley you're pregnant!" She gave it a moment to sink in, as Charlie's face transformed into one of pure childish glee, before handing over several pieces of pale green paper "You're around eleven weeks along so here's an appointment for your first scan with one of our midwives next Wednesday, this next piece of paper is a prescription for some vitamins that you and the baby need to stay healthy and anti-nausea medications which will also have the side effect of helping with the dizziness. From my examination your estimated due date is the first of September, meaning the day of conception would have been somewhere around the first of January, is that possible?"

"Yes," Ashlynn kept her gaze on Charlie's enormous childlike grin and tear filled eyes as her own excitement pulsed through her in delighted waves "we got married on New Year's Eve and stopped using contraception that day."

Charlie was completely choked up in excitement for the rest of the day and overwhelmed with love for his wife.

"We're having a baby" he whispered in reverie when they returned to their new home and promptly fell to his knees before her to spend the next hour kissing every inch of her lower stomach.