AN: London was Bril. It's the fourth time I've been but it's just as good each time. And Harrods is just as easy to spend loads in...
Thankyou to all my reviewers. In answer to some questions:
Alabaster Bootykins - Yep, it's embarrassing. I like Ron sometimes, but he's so much more fun as an idiot.
Ron-Is-Mine - No, I don't think Charlie has a girl friend, and if he did then he doesn't now.
S.F. Gustafuson - I'm sorry if Charlie seemed older brotherish because that's exactly what I don't want him to be. As for the age difference, in my story I'm working on the idea that Charlie left Hogwarts two years before Hermione started. That's only a nine year difference, and I don't think that's too bad.
And a general thankyou to - Bhekie, witchfire37, possumgurl, footiefan, and EnchantedBlood.
WARNING: There will be attempted rape!!!
Ron crept into the room slowly, not focusing on anything apart from his goal, which was his undoing; if he had paid attention he would have noticed the bundle of covers on the floor near the window. As it was he went straight past it on his way to the bed, totally focused on his own evil doings.
Charlie regained consciousness for no apparent reason, but he followed an instinct and kept silent. He could just make out a dim figure approaching the bed. He nearly leapt up then, but didn't, deciding that any evidence he could gather would be useful. He watched as his brother made his way to the side of the bed and, in one swift move, straddled Hermione, forcing his tongue into her mouth hard.
She woke up with a scream that was muffled by Ron's mouth when he started to rip at her shirt. Charlie had seen enough. He crossed the room in two strides and flung the boy into a convenient wall, not caring that there was a sickening crack upon impact.
Instead he gathered the distraught girl into his arms and held her close until she'd calmed down. Once she had he turned his attention to the body at the foot of the wall. Casting a quick enervate followed by a binding spell and a 'morbilicorpus' he floated the boy downstairs, with Hermione trailing after him.
"I know you don't want to but I've got to tell mum. I can't just ignore what I saw."
When Molly Weasley came downstairs an hour later it was to find her youngest son bound and gagged in a kitchen chair, with his supposed girlfriend curled in the arms of Charlie.
"WHAT is the meaning of this?" She demanded, hands on hips. "WHY is my youngest son bound and gagged at the dinner table!"
"Trust me mum, if you knew what he tried to do to Hermione an hour ago you wouldn't be saying that."
It took a full twenty minutes to get the full story out of the pair, but by the end of it Molly was livid! If Charlie hadn't taken her wand away she'd have hexed Ron into the next century!
Charlie and Hermione escaped into the garden before the rant started, but even so they could still hear "YOU WAIT TILL YOUR FATHER HEARS ABOUT THIS! DOING THAT TO AN INNOCENT GIRL! YOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED!!!"
"Better wait an extra half hour," said Charlie thoughtfully. "This is shaping up to be an extra special rant."
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