She needed to talk to him. If she was going to go for the position as his supervisor, she had to know, that he would be OK with her, 7 years his junior AND his younger brother's best friend, being his superior… job wise.

She found him in the common room, along with the other guys. This would not do, she needed to talk to him in private.

"Charlie! Could I have a word… outside?" she said, her heart beating furiously. Why was she nervous?

They stepped outside. He looked at her, and smirked. She felt a rush of… giddiness?

"So, what' up, Kid?" he wanted to know.

"You know about the open position as supervisor, right?" she looked into his blue eyes. OK, here goes nothing. She took a deep breath. "How would you feel, if I went for it?"

He stared at her. Was that surprise she saw? Oh Merlin, he's going to tell me it's a bad bad idea. What were you thinking, Hermione?

"I think that would be bloody brilliant!" he smiled, then he crooked his head, "was that all you wanted?"

She nodded. He suddenly looked a bit sad. "What did you think I wanted to talk about?"

"Oh, I don't know, maybe you wanted to let me know how madly in love with me you are," he gazed away from her.

"And what would you do if I told you that?" she teased him.

"I'd probably kiss you," he blushed.

She stepped close to him; rose to her tiptoes, and with her lips barely an inch from his; "Like this?" before she gently brushed them to his. She let the tip of her tongue glide lightly across his, as a gentle request for permission. He let her in and slowly she started to caress the inside of his mouth. He tasted like chocolate, rich, velvety chocolate. Oh, this is good! She drew back a little, and gave him a slight peck on the side of the mouth, before she stepped back.

"Yes," he said "and if I did that, what would you do?"

She looked down, and turned around. She started to walk towards her hut. After a few steps, she looked over her shoulder, smiled. "I'd consider it!"