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Chapter 8

Everything was finally coming together for Hermione. After months of going through the motions of life only to have everything come crashing together at the last minute, she was finally completely and utterly happy

They were in their third week of training when Hermione got her first deep cut.

Razzles was a frisky Hungarian Horntail and Hermione didn't notice the mood change when he suddenly attacked her and bit her arm, smacking her face with his tail.

Hermione screamed as Rhea pulled the dragon off of her and threw him back into his cage. Hermione was rushed to the infirmary where she received sixteen stitches to her face and ten stitches to her arm.

Charlie didn't find out about the attack until a few hours later when he rushed in to find a heavily bandaged and sobbing Hermione Granger.

"Molly is going to kill me," Hermione sobbed.

"My mother isn't going to kill you. She's going to kill me. Somehow this will be my fault," he cooed as he collected her in his arms.

Hermione sniffled and curled into his arms, "My face hurts."

"Then stop crying and take some pain potion." He teased, stroking her hair as she sobbed.

"It was honestly terrifying Charlie. I had assumed the risks of this job, but I hadn't been faced with them yet. It was just a scare though, I'm not going to back out. But I fear that I'm hideous now."

"Oh please, Bill is hideous, you're beautiful, scars and all," Charlie teased, kissing the top of her forehead. "You're taking tomorrow off. Rhea's orders. And the next time you get attacked, it won't phase you. And there will be a next time. That's just the nature of this job dragostea mea."

"I think I'll just sleep tomorrow. I'm so tired all the time to be honest."

"You'll get used to it." He teased as he stroked her hair.

Hermione was released a few hours later after ingesting some pain potion and a sleeping drought. Charlie carried her back to his cabin and they simply slept in his bed.

The next morning Hermione woke up to a warm body who was stroking her hair.

She snuggled into Charlie's chest and yawned.

"How long was I asleep?" She mumbled.

"Twelve hours. I took the day off so you won't be alone today. I know you're still a tad upset about yesterday. But it is going to be okay. I promise."

Hermione gave him a weak smile and snuggled closer to him. Her face was sore, and she would deal with that soon, but Charlie was warm and safe.

He kissed her forehead and held her close.

"I looked up dragostea mea," Hermione said quietly.

"And?"

"It means my love. You should have known you can't leave me wondering. I quest for knowledge."

"I know you do. I was wondering how long until you figured it out."

"Not long. I was curious, so I asked Rhea, she laughed, asked the context, and told me which book to read it from."

Charlie chuckled deeply and kissed her softly on the lips. "Do you have a problem with me saying it?"

Hermione shook her head, "No, this relationship is intense, more intense than I've ever had, and I'm perfectly fine with that."

"Good."

They stayed in bed just talking for a few hours until their hunger forced them to leave the warmth and comfort.

Charlie made omelettes for them, and after breakfast, they returned to bed, where Charlie made love to her body, cherishing every moan and squeal that came from her perfect lips.

They fell back asleep for a few hours before heading out to the bar where Hermione was celebrated for receiving her first bite.

"Just wait until you catch the fire!" Rhea howled, "I don't give days off for that!" She teased.

Hermione laughed as she sat perched in Charlie's lap.

"Have you changed your bandage today?" the healer who had helped Hermione the day before asked.

"Yes! Charlie helped me change them this morning."Hermoine replied.

"Good. Come in tomorrow so we can check on the progress. As long as everything heals right, you should only have minimum scarring. I doubt you'll ever catch up with Charlie though. He's constantly in the infirmary for a bite or scratch." The healer teased.

"Oh, is he now?" Hermione said, "He never told me."

Charlie blushed as she glared at him. "What? I'm a risk taker!"

Hermione rolled her eyes and pressed her lips against his.

Hermione found herself in her own bed that night, insisting on it because she still wanted to get the experience shared by interns before she was possibly hired on and moved in with Charlie full time. Which was her plan. She would move in with him at the end of the internship.

The next morning started with a trip to the infirmary which let her know that everything was healing just fine and that there was no infection that would mar her healing process.

Hermione hummed to herself as she made her way to the nursery, passing Charlie who was on his way to the cages. He grabbed her by the waist and dipped her, pressing his lips softly against hers.

Hermione giggled as he righted her and continued on his way. She resumed her walk to the nursery and started first with Razzles. She shouldn't let the fear of striking out keep her from playing the game. She was now more wary of sudden mood changes and was more careful with the babies.

The rest of her week was peaceful, her body healed up quickly with the help of magic, which was a good thing, preparing her for the worst of next week.

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