A/N: Notes about the actual story, this chapter has some BDSM in it. So, if that's not your cup of tea.. Skip from when Hermione and Charlie start having their romantic encounter to where it says Week Four. Also, I have my Dramione chapter one written, just working on editing. So, If anyone would want to be a Beta reader, let me know. It's dark and heart wrenching, so if you are wanting some of that you'll be able to find that coming this week.
Now that's out of the way, I'll give some more information on myself. I always find this funny and my husband couldn't have rolled his eyes harder when I told him this fun fact about myself.
Romance novels are actually some of my favorites. When I was a sophomore in high school, I discovered the romance section in my public library. I would get all the required reading for school done, and then would plop one of my romance novels inside my school approved books to read. Oh the things my fifteen year old self learned, it was eye opening that the boys in my high school were not doing what they should be.
The only issue with my love of romance novels at fifteen, my mom and old sister's friends (a mother-daughter pair) were the local librarians. While there were no rules that said "you can't check that out", they always gave me one of those looks like I was doing something wrong.
However, as many romance novels I've read, I have never read or watched Fifty Shades of Gray.
Here's week three and week four in Romania. Leave a review, let me know what you think. I appreciate my audience more than you'll know.
And. Here. We. Go.
Week Three
Ginny,
I don't know if I'm cut out for life on a dragon sanctuary. If it wasn't for the deadline of getting Scotland up and running, I would write Amos today and ask him to have me pulled out.
I'm pretty sure that Charlie hates me. His friend Casey hates me, she invited me to go to a Dragon Keeper party last Friday and I didn't go. But now she won't even speak to me or look at me, so it's safe to say she hates me.
Charlie, well I don't know. He's healing and he's able to do more stuff so he's showing me around more so I can see how the different branches work. He said that they play quidditch on Thursdays, but he didn't say anything about inviting me to come watch yet. So, maybe he doesn't want to hang out with me outside of work.
Miss you,
Hermione
It had been a pretty unbearable last six days. Charlie had taken off over the entire weekend to the wizarding town and she hadn't seen him again until Monday morning when he was showing her how they tested different dragon temperaments for deciding on how to place each nest.
It was very educational and it involved a lot of studying each dragon and their personality. He'd taken her to see Norberta, as she was a part of the process in determining how well a dragon would get along with others.
Casey was just as icy towards her as she had been when she left her at the owlery. She assumed it was because Charlie was not only upset with Hermione, but also with Casey for leaving Hermione to walk through the forest. Hermione was not going to let that witch get the better of her, but it was wearing on her feeling so isolated and alone.
"Quidditch is today." Charlie was standing in her doorway as she looked up towards him.
"Yeah, I remember." She said looking back down towards the report she was filling out.
"Well, if you were wanting to come watch. I'll be playing." He shot her that smile that made her knees feel weak. Even though she found quidditch to be dreadfully boring, Hermione was not going to pass up any opportunity that involved her and Charlie getting back to friendlier terms.
"Of course, I'll just need helping getting there and back." She had a blush running up her neck as she thought about how musky he'll certainly be smelling after the match. She could feel the desire already start to pool in her abdomen at the anticipation.
"Oh, right. Well, I have to head out in twenty, so I'm going to go finish getting ready." Charlie shot her another knee jerking smile and walked away from her doorframe.
Hermione jumped up and went to get cleaned up. She dug out one of her tighter pairs of jeans and shimmied her way into them and an old Gryffindor t-shirt that she'd made for her and Ginny when they had graduated Hogwarts.
She grabbed a tube of lip gloss and dabbed a little onto her lips and shook her long curls out until they bounced into place. Turning to admire how she looked in the mirror, she gave herself a smile and a wink causing her to shake her head. She was acting like she was a school girl with a crush.
"Ready to go?" Charlie was back at her door and his eyes grew big as he took her in.
"Yeah" Hermione skipped towards the door, officially giving in that she was trying to make it up with Charlie and possibly sleep with him again. The week of a subdued Charlie was more than she could handle.
As she settled herself on the back of his broom, she heard him clearing his throat before kicking off from the ground. They shot off towards the edge of the sanctuary, in a direction that she'd yet gotten to explore. It took about ten minuets for them to arrive and when they landed, she could see that Casey was already there wearing the same bright red robes that Charlie was wearing.
There were five other men that Hermione had vaguely remembered meeting before. Anton, Sorin, Nelu, Lucian, and Florin were all from Romania and apparently Charlie and Casey's teammates. None of them spoke English, so she hadn't talked to them since their introductions.
"Vlad and Ivo let us have a full league with a snitch and all. So, I play as the seeker. Anton is the keeper, Sorin, Nelu, and Florin are the chasers, and Lucian and Casey are the beaters." Hermione gulped at the idea of Casey swinging a beater potentially towards her.
"The ground entrance to the stands is right that way. I've got to go get warmed up, so I'll see you after the game." Charlie gave her another wide grin and stopped himself as he started to lean towards her. He turned to go join his teammates and Hermione notice Casey shooting daggers from her eyes.
Hermione quickly made her away towards the stands that already had people filtering inside to go find their seats.
"Mi-ninny! Hello, velcome!" Hermione heard the familiar sound of Vlad's booming voice. She hadn't seen him since her first day in Romania, and felt a wave of comfort at knowing at least one person in the stands was going to be able to speak English to her.
"Hello, Vlad." Hermione walked down the bench so she was sitting near him. She over looked the pitch and it reminded her of the one at Hogwarts. She was shocked to see so many people and how quickly the seats were filling for just a private match.
"The wizard towns around us vill come vatch de matches. Dey take, pride, in de vork ve do here. De citizens are very supportive of us." Vlad explained as if he could read her mind. Hermione nodded her head as she looked down and saw as Charlie, Casey, and their teammates speed around the arena doing their warmups.
Hermione could see as a long-haired Ivo walked out to the center of the pitch. He pointed his wand to his neck, so that he could speak to the now almost crammed stadium. He spoke in Romanian, so Hermione was not sure what he had said.
Charlie shook hands with another man who was wearing bright yellow robes. She could feel the anticipation as Ivo released the Snitch, the Bludgers, and at last the Quaffle was thrown into the sky. Nelu caught the Quaffle with ease, and shot off towards the other team's keeper.
Nelu, Sorin, and Florin all weaved in and out of each other as they approached the hoops. Hermione gasped as a Bludger came rocketing towards their formation, when Casey materialized and sent the Bludger straight at the other team's keeper.
While dodging the Bludger, Sorin was able to score the first points of the match. It was as if they moved as a machine and were all thinking the same things. The other team's chasers were amateurs compared to Charlie's team.
"Dey are good. Dey are brothers, Sorin and Florin are twins and Nelu just a year younger. Dey grew up making up moves together." Vlad leaned towards Hermione and shouted over the cheers of the crowd. Now that she knew, Hermione could see the family resemblance of the chasers. Their fluid movements were clearly second nature between the brothers.
"Casey's a really good beater." Hermione's eyes watched as Casey soared through the sky and was effortlessly sending the Bludgers in every direction. She just knocked the Quaffle out of the hands of one of the other team's chasers. Florin was able to snatch the Quaffle out of the air and rocket towards the hoops. He had the assist passing to Nelu who was able to score.
This pace kept up, for the next half hour. Anytime the other team came to score, Anton would easily save it. He threw the Quaffle so far that one of the brothers would be able to score before anyone on the other team was able to catch up to try and stop them.
She was watching another flawless maneuver by the chasers where Sorin was flying straight for the lower hoop, then at the last second tossed it to Florin without looking up. Hermione clapped her hands with enthusiasm then felt a whoosh of wind as a red blur shot in front of her.
"Vell, dat game didn't last very long." Vlad was saying as he softly clapped his hands together. Hermione was staring jaw dropped watching Charlie pull up and hardly miss running into the stands behind the other team's hoops. She could just see fluttering in his hand, the golden snitch.
She had known that he had passed up playing professional quidditch, but she had never paid much attention to when he was home and the Weasley siblings and Harry played quidditch in the back garden. She would always sit under a tree reading or was in the house helping Mrs. Weasley with kitchen work.
"I didn't realize just how good he is." Hermione turned towards Vlad with wide eyes, even though she had been catching a ride with Charlie on a broom all around the sanctuary, she had never ridden with him flying like that. Thank Merlin too, because if he ever pulled a stunt like that with her on the broom she'd fall off.
"He is very good. He is who suggested a quidditch league to help with training. It has been very helpful. Today he is a bit of a showoff. Dat is his fastest time yet." Vlad gestured towards the score board. The match had lasted 16:43, and Charlie's team had won 230 to 0.
"Enjoy de celebration party." Vlad stood up and walked away from Hermione as she watched both teams land and shake hands. The team in yellow seemed to still be in good spirits even though they hadn't stood a chance in that match.
Charlie and his teammates had started celebrating on the pitch by dancing poorly and lifting their brooms over their heads.
Hermione could have sworn that she saw Charlie looking up towards her, but she might have been imagining things. Regardless, Hermione clapped hard and cheered loud for her friend as he and his teammates walked off the pitch and into the team locker rooms.
Hermione made her way through the crowd out of the stands to stand near the door to the locker room rocking back and forth on her feet. Everyone around her was excitedly talking in Romanian, but she knew that they were talking about that incredible catch just made by Charlie. While she waited for him, she was smiling like someone had slipped her giggle tonic.
She had already seen the other team's players changed into their Dragon Keeper robes and ride their broom back deep into the sanctuary towards the dragon's caves. She guessed that the losers had to work while the winners got to party.
"Oh joy, you're still here." Casey walked past Hermione and towards the apparition point. Casey's blue hair was still wet from her shower and she was wearing a pair of jeans and a red tank top. As she passed, Casey bumped her shoulder into Hermione's. Hermione ignored the rude gesture and turned back around to look for Charlie. He was grinning from ear to ear and bouncing on his feet.
"Did you like the match?" He eagerly asked as he leaned down and gave Hermione a kiss on her cheek. She could already smell the fire whiskey on his breath.
"Yes, you are fantastic. I'd love to see a match between you and Harry sometime." She couldn't help but smile at him. His energy was seeping into her and making her happy too.
"I'm sure we can set something up." Charlie's laughter boomed as he swung his arm over her shoulder and walked with her.
The other teammates were laughing together slightly in front of them, and as soon as they reached the apparition point, they disappeared with a crack.
"Where are we going?" Hermione looked up at Charlie and saw a smirk.
"Just a small village pub that doesn't mind a bunch of rowdy dragon keepers drinking in. My flat off the reserve is actually not too far from the pub. A lot of us have flats and houses in that village, just because it's very convenient." Charlie pulled Hermione in close as they reached the end of the wards. With a crack, they were whisked away from the reserve and landed just outside a pub. The party sounded too already be in full swing.
Charlie led Hermione inside and they'd hardly set foot in the door before they were handed shots of fire whiskey. Charlie downed two as Hermione choked down her first.
Hermione could feel as she began to warm up from the alcohol and felt herself began to loosen up a bit. She couldn't hear anything Charlie was trying to say, but he was gesturing towards the bar and she mouthed butter beer. With a nod, Charlie pushed his way through the crowd.
"I don't know what game you're playing, but you better not hurt him." Hermione heard the threat from a familiar female voice and whipped around to see a very intoxicated Casey hovering over her.
"I'm not playing any games with Charlie." Hermione stated. If they were going to have at it, they might as well get it done now.
"He's like a brother to me, the only family I have left." Casey leaned down towards Hermione, making Hermione very aware of just how terrifying this woman was.
"Casey, I swear I really care about Charlie. He's not just some guy I've slept with a few times." Hermione let the courage she had gotten from the fire whiskey lead her words. "I got scared that people would just think of anything I do here is because I slept with Charlie and he set up this entire thing for me."
Casey eyed her suspiciously, but ultimately shook her head. "You know, you're the only girl that Charlie has ever talked about. And I understand being a woman and having to prove you aren't just where you are because of the men around you. I'll give you this one chance, but if you fuck with Charlie and leave me with Charles there's no place on this planet that you could hide from me."
Hermione nodded as Casey walked away. She was intense, and protective of her friend. It was something that Hermione could see a little bit of herself in Casey. She realized that they were a lot more alike than she had thought when they'd first met.
"Butter beer and a shot of fire whiskey for my lady." Charlie was handing the shot towards Hermione, making her shake her head. She took the shot and chased it with her butter beer.
"No more shots. We still have to work in the morning." Hermione was laughing.
"Oh, winners of matches get a long weekend unless it's an emergency. So technically because you're working with me, you are also getting a long weekend." Charlie had taken another shot of fire whiskey and she was wondering how much he had drunk at this point.
With the aid of even more alcohol, she decided that it was going to be now or never to try and mend things between them.
"I'm sorry Charlie. For last week and everything I said." She had lifted up onto her toes so she could speak into his ear to make sure he'd heard her. "I rather enjoy shagging you, in fact, I've missed it."
Hermione held the butter beer between her hands and looked down into the foam that was still sitting on the top of her drink. Charlie hadn't responded to what she said, so worried that she'd upset him, she chanced a glance up at him.
As soon as their eyes met, Charlie crashed his lips to hers. He ran his fingers up into her hair and held onto the base of her skull and pulled her head back. She let her head drop back and welcomed Charlie to explore her neck.
Charlie, wanting to deepen the kiss, slid his tongue against her lips. She obeyed and opened her mouth and his tongue greedily began to lap at her tongue. Hermione felt her body shutter as Charlie backed away from her.
"Finish your drink. We're going back to my flat, now." Charlie commanded her, and she felt her knickers dampen at the authoritarian tone he had used.
She nodded her head and began to drink her butter beer, but he stopped her. "What do you say?" he held her chin looking deep into her eyes.
"Okay?" she questioned, not sure what answer he was looking for.
"You say, yes sir. That's all I want to hear from you for the rest of the night. Understood?" Charlie rubbed the pad of his thumb on her jaw and made her shiver.
"Yes sir." She muttered, gulping down the rest of her drink.
As soon as she was finished, Charlie took her hand and led her out of the pub and down the alley. Charlie stopped them every so often to steal another kiss. If Hermione tried to initiate a kiss, she was scolded and told she would have to wait.
Charlie led her to a building and up one flight of stairs. Charlie tapped the door with his wand and it swung open to reveal a very modest apartment. Hermione didn't get to look at it for long before a dark silk wrapped over her eyes plunged her into darkness.
"I'm going to have to punish you, for being a bad girl." Charlie whispered into her ear and nipped at her lobe.
"Yes sir." Hermione muttered as she felt the anticipation pooling inside her. She felt the dampness between her legs as her slick longed to be touched.
Charlie lifted Hermione, but when she attempted to grind herself against him to help her want, he stopped her.
"This is a punishment." He reminded her "If you need me to stop, just say sugar quill."
"Yes sir." Hermione murmured as she felt herself being bound to the bed by her wrists and ankles. Hermione squirmed against the restraints, realizing that she was immobilized.
Her anticipation kept rising as she waiting for Charlie to touch her. She wanted him to punish her. The thought of being totally at the mercy of Charlie made her hot and wetter than she'd ever been in her life.
She heard him flick his wand and suddenly she was totally naked, spread out in front of him.
"You have a perfect cunt. So wet and ready for me." Hermione hissed as she felt something cold rubbing between her folds. She needed whatever that was inside her. She tried to angle her hips to show Charlie what she was wanting, but as suddenly as it had appeared it was gone.
"Naughty girl, trying to get out of your punishment." She felt the sting against her inner thighs as she was whipped.
Ice was dripped onto her nipples, ripping a moan from her lips. Her hips bucked, she needed to feel him inside her. His mouth came down and closed around one of her nipples. His mouth, cold from the ice, was making her tremble under his touch. She felt him pull off her torso, and his hand reached between her leg, rubbing small circles on her entrance.
"Are you ready for me?" Charlie purred as he teased one finger, prodding it against her center.
"Yes sir" she panted, needing him to enter her.
She felt her ankles begin to rise off the bed, but her legs could close together. She could feel his thigh as they pressed between her legs, and Charlie positioned himself. He gently teased her and gave her clit a press with his thumb.
Then he was inside her, thrusting. She felt as he fell on top of her and sucked a nipple into his mouth, biting down on it.
Hermione cried out in pain, but she wanted more.
Charlie thrust against her hard and faster until she felt like she was going to topple over the edge.
Then he withdrew from her. She felt him move above her as he released his seed over her breasts.
Charlie ran his fingers in his cum then brought them to her lips. She hungerly sucked the cum off his fingers. Needing more, she needed her climax. She needed Charlie.
"Bad girls don't get to finish. And you have been a very bad girl." Charlie breathed into her ear as he gave her ear lobe one last nip.
Hermione's body shivered and ached with want for the release, but she knew he wasn't going to give it to her tonight.
Hermione felt as Charlie moved off the bed, and the shower turn on.
From the sound of the running water, Hermione gave herself away to the most frustrating sleep. Still bound naked with cum on her chest.
Week Four
Hermione,
Holy shit, you mean like the Casey? I've only met her a few times when I went with mum and dad to visit Charlie in Romania. I can't remember the exact details, but yeah something happened between them that caused mum to send a howler.
Anyway, Luna went into preterm labor so she was at St. Mungo's for like a week. Scary as fuck, but she's home now and Rolf is working from home to keep an eye on her.
Big Weasley news, Audrey had Lucy on the ninth. Mum threw a picture of the happy family in the letter she sent to Charlie. But also, Weasley news, mum is making me have a baby shower. I'm not very happy about it. Fleur already gave me all her baby stuff since they're done having kids.
Hopefully things get better with you and Charlie, gotta be wild hanging out with the only Weasley you don't know very well.
Love you,
Ginny
Hermione had her head bent over her desk. She was furiously writing her report about the work that she and Charlie had done over the last week. She detailed out the different wards that Charlie had started teaching her and what different dragons that each would work to hold back different types of dragons.
There was so much science to it, and she found it all amazing and interesting. There was an entire unit that worked just on the wards because it was such advanced magic. She was certain that this would be helpful information to include in her public report. It would help with easing the public's mindset about having dragons coming to Scotland.
"Mione?" She lifted her head from her notebook at the sound of Charlie's voice from her open door.
"Charlie! Congratulations on the newest niece!" Hermione bound out of her chair and was standing in front of him, placing a kiss on his jaw line.
Since last Thursday after his quidditch match, Hermione hadn't been able to keep her hands off Charlie. The dominate way he had treated her had been the sexiest thing that had ever happened to her.
When she'd woken up in his bed, she had been unbound and his seed cleaned off her. He'd been sleeping soundly next to her with his strong arms wrapped around her.
On the compound, they were continuing to sleep in their own quarters, but they had taken a few moments to steal a few passionate kisses. After they'd left the dining hall Tuesday night, Charlie had shown her a private nook where they ended up shagging.
Her and Casey still hadn't fully come around to being nice to her, but she was no longer fearing that the witch was going to hex her anytime she walked out of her room.
"Thanks, she's pretty cute." Charlie handed her the picture that Molly had sent him. Sitting in a bed was a tired, but glowing Audrey holding a tiny bundle of blankets. Peaking out was a squishy little face that kept yawning and a tuff of red hair peaking out from under a giant bow. Sitting on the bed next to the pair was Percy grinning and holding a little Molly on his lap, who wasn't looking at the camera, but trying to climb over her mother and pulling back Lucy's blanket.
"That Weasley red hair, should have known." Hermione chuckled and looked up at Charlie and ran her fingers through his long course hair. With that, he tilted his head down and she greedily took his lips with her own.
"You know, I still haven't taken you on a proper date." Charlie murmured against her lips causing her to smile.
"Well, there hasn't exactly been an opportunity to go on a date has there." Hermione looked back, keeping her hands tangled in his hair at the base of his neck.
"How about tonight? Meet me in the courtyard at six. I have to go for a meeting, wasn't sure if you were wanting to finish up your report or come with me and see what Vlad had to say." Charlie's hands had settled on Hermione's waist and was drawing small circles with his fingers.
"Oh, well yes, if I'm allowed to join the meeting. It would be very helpful. I'll wait to finish my report for Amos after so I can add in anything with it." Hermione ran quickly over to her chair that had her satchel thrown over it.
Charlie summoned his broom with a flick of his wand and off they went.
The room Charlie led her to resembled a lecture hall. Vlad was standing at the bottom with Ivo quietly talking between themselves. Charlie and Hermione found themselves a seat towards the back, as they were some of the last people coming in. Hermione looked around and saw that there were at least fifty people sitting in the assembly. The air in the room was very stiff and on edge.
Hermione noticed that everyone in the crowd were whispering amongst themselves. In the corner of her eye, Hermione saw a little blue bun slip into the seat on the opposite side of Charlie and whisper something that she couldn't make out.
Hermione shot him a questioning look, but just then Vlad stood up and commanded everyone's attention. He began speaking in Romanian, leaving Charlie to be her translator so she would understand.
"Hello everyone and thank you for taking time from your day to meet with us. We are here because we are needing to discuss the uptick in dragon egg trading that has been discovered since our rescue in Spain.
"It appears that we found a much more dangerous ring than we had originally anticipated. There have know been six reports of found dragon eggs that have been recovered at this time. Among those who have been arrested along with the search and seizure of these eggs has been seven dark witches and wizards, four werewolves, and two vampires.
"It is to be expected that every tip we receive to be looked into, and it is clear that this is a strange group working together. We will work with the Romanian Auror's office to ensure the safe retrieval as we take on this task.
"With the addition to so many more dragon eggs, we are at max capacity, the dragons can feel the magic of so many dragons and it is making them more aggressive. We will be needing six teams for transporting out the Chinese Fireballs to the China reserve, their recovery is about complete. We are currently in talks with the Sweden reserve in how many more than can take, but nothing concreate at this time.
"Unfortunately, at this time we will not be able to give anyone their time off and all quidditch matches are going to be on pause. We'll have everyone on call, but we will be going to by the scheduled on call list. We do extend our apologies out during this difficult time. Does anyone have any questions?" Vlad finished speaking as the entire hall erupted in harsh whispers and some shouts.
Hermione had been writing into her notebook everything Charlie had bene whispering to her and swallowed hard. Charlie had turned and was speaking to Casey in a hushed tone, no longer translating any of the questions or answers that were being tossed around the room by Vlad, Ivo, and the dragon keepers.
"You damn fool, if you don't let your arms fully heal and you get injured like this again then you'll lose your arms." Hermione's attention was brought back to the pair sitting next to her as Casey roughly pushed Charlie back into the chair he was sitting in.
"I can't do nothing Case. I can at least relieve you so that you can go back out in the field." Charlie was almost shouting at Casey now.
"Well, that's too damn bad. You have two more weeks Charlie Weasley, then as soon as the healer says you can go climb into any dragon's nest you want." Casey shoved herself out of her seat and came around to Hermione and leaned down "you make sure this hot head doesn't try to get back to work until he's given the all clear."
Hermione nodded to the witch as she stalked out of the hall. Charlie pushed out of his seat and offered a hand to Hermione. "Let's go" and almost as an after thought "I'm sorry, I haven't heard most of the questions asked. Right now, they're discussing what everyone can expect with visiting their kids and wives. Did you want to stay and listen?"
Hermione shook her head, "no this is fine. I need to get this together to send to Amos anyway so that he can discuss with the Auror's office about reaching out to Romania to help with the underground egg trade."
Charlie took Hermione's hand and they walked together in silence. The thoughts of all that was happening so quickly washed over Hermione, it was all very overwhelming and she realized the implications. All these dragons were needing a place to go and she had to make sure that she had Scotland up and ready to go sooner rather than later.
Hermione didn't even realize that they had already flown back to their quarters until Charlie placed a gentle kiss on her cheek.
"I know that I promised you a proper date, but I really need to go meet with Vlad and Ivo concerning resuming my full duties. The healers said it would be another two weeks, but I can't sit around for another two weeks with everything that's happening."
Hermione was quickly reminded of Casey's instructions, and realized that she was not wanting to be on that witch's bad side again. She shook her head at Charlie, trying to use every ounce of possible control that she could get over him.
"Charlie, I think we need to heed the healer's advice. Waiting two more weeks isn't going to be the end of the sanctuary, and I really could use that date I think." Hermione knew that standing up and stopping Charlie from marching back into the dragon's nest was the right thing to do. She had work she was needing to get done also, but right now she saw this man and knew he needed comfort and a distraction.
Charlie racked his large hands through his red hair, throwing his head back letting out a long sigh. Looking down at Hermione he shot her a soft smile.
"Fine, I'll meet you back here in a few hours then." Charlie leaned down and brushed a soft kiss against her lips. Hermione felt herself shiver, and glanced up into his brown eyes. "I'll see you later."
With that Charlie was off and Hermione was still standing in the doorway to her quarters, trying to steal just one more look after her dragon keeper.
Her dragon keeper, as long as she didn't say it out loud, she could live with this thought.
Hermione retreated from her doorway and pulled her previously discarded report and started furiously writing in everything that she had just found out from the meeting.
Their estimated June 2009 opening date wasn't going to work anymore. These dragons needed somewhere to go and somewhere fast. She knew that Amos and Rolf were as dedicated to this as she was, so she knew that they would be able to get this ball rolling faster on their end.
The clock on Hermione's desk chimed to let her know that it was already half past five and that Charlie was going to be picking her up soon. She looked down at herself and let out a grown, she was covered in ink.
She stretched her arms above her head and went into her private bathroom. She looked at her appearance, noting that she also had ink smudges going across her face and jaw line. Shaking her head at her appearance, she moved into the shower and let the warm water run over her face.
The steam from the shower filled her lungs as she took deep breaths. The water running down her body was helping to release all the tension she had been carrying and she was letting every ounce drip into herself.
She toweled off and rummaged through the clothes that she had brought. Knowing Charlie, he wasn't going to take her to some romantic restaurant in one of the wizarding villages. So, she chose a pair of jeans and a t-shirt and her boots.
She was just dabbing a little lip gloss on when Charlie appeared at her doorway holding a picnic basket.
"Damn woman, you know how to dress." Charlie had his head tilted to the side as he was admiring her curves in the jeans. His compliment caused a furious blush to creep up her neck, but she shook her head away from it and walked straight over to plant a kiss on his lips.
"Somehow, I just knew that a sundress would not be the best idea for a first date with you Charlie Weasley." Hermione pulled back and settled on looking into his eyes. He had a flush of desire flash in them as the grin on his face widened.
"You were so right Hermione Granger." Charlie took her hand and walked with her out into the courtyard where she saw his broom waiting for them. "I'm going to take you to my favorite spot on the reserve, so I hope you're ready."
Charlie magically attached the basket to the broom and Hermione settled herself behind him. She was never going to get used to the ripple of muscles she felt every time she wrapped her arms around him. Snuggling her face into his back, she was ready for whatever adventures Charlie Weasley was wanting to take her on.
Hermione felt as they touched down, but when she looked up her breath caught. They were over-looking a lake and there was a bench next to an already simmering camp fire. The sun was still hanging in the air and causing the water to glitter on the surface. Not too far though, they could see the forest and some of the magical wildlife coming out to explore the water's edge.
"This is so beautiful." Hermione could feel her jaw slightly open as she looked up to Charlie, she saw that he had been watching her reaction and not the scene in front of them.
Charlie's eyes were sparkling and she couldn't help herself, she was falling for Charlie Weasley. She reached up on her toes and weaved her fingers into his hair pulling him down to her. She tried to convey her newly realized feelings into that kiss to him.
Charlie wrapped her arms around her waist and lifted her legs around his waist. Hermione sighed against his lips letting his tongue sweep into her mouth. Charlie walked Hermione to the bench and sat down with her straddling his hips.
She felt as Charlie tugged her t-shirt up, so she pulled back and let him discard the item on the ground. He held her back as he admired her now bare chest. He ran his fingers up from her hips, across her flat stomach and to the mound of her breast.
Her nipple responded in anticipation to his touch, as his fingers pinched and twisted the bud. A moan erupted from Hermione's lips as she felt the pleasure ripple through her body. Charlie's lips attacked her neck, right to the sensitive spot that he knew how to make her knickers damp.
With heavy breaths, Hermione climbed off his lap and quickly discarded her jeans while Charlie did away with all his clothes. He was already stiff and standing there on that beach made her mouth water. She jumped back into his arms, attacking his neck with her lips.
Charlie sat back down on the bench, once they were seated Hermione let him slide inside her. She gasped as he filled her and she sank down further on him. Throwing her head back Hermione lifted herself and thrusted down on him again.
Again, and again she thrusted on him. Her breathing was becoming heavy as she felt herself climbing and getting closer to her release. She could feel the build of her climax, and Charlie's signs of release were coming too. The grip on her hips tightened and his thrusts were becoming hard and harder.
With one last shutter, Hermione threw her head back and screamed her release. Two more thrusts and she felt Charlie find his release deep inside her. Her walls clenched around him as he pumped inside her, filling her fully. With a final shutter, Hermione could feel that they both had fallen.