AN: Sorry for the delay in updates. I can only update when I'm staying at my mums.

An hour later they were still hiding in the garden, doing their best to block Molly Weasley's voice out. Not all of it reached them, but the snatches they could hear gave the gist of it. 'How could you', 'I'm ashamed to call you my Son', 'You wait till your father gets home', and 'an innocent young girl' were some of the more common phrases, intermingled with frequent swearing and even an outburst of French one point.

"I didn't know she knew French," was Charlie's only comment.

When Arthur finally came home it was to find Ron lying on the floor with his enraged mother standing glaring at him.

"What's going on?" he demanded sharply, bending down to pull his son up to a sitting position. "Why is our youngest son bound on the floor?"

It again took a while to explain, but when it sunk in the yelling started again.

Fully two and a half hours after the yelling started, it stopped. Heaving a sigh of relief the pair in the garden peered round the doorway to find Ron curled in a corner, various charms holding him in place.

"Ah Hermione, Charlie, I'm glad you're back. We want to know if you want to add anything to the punishment."

"What's in it already?" asked Hermione warily.

"He has to be product tester to the twins for three months, de-gnome the garden the next three times, and be reported to Headmaster Dumbledore to make sure he is aware of the incident."

"I don't want anything added to that. Being tester to Fred and George is enough punishment for anyone."

It turned out that Ron also had to be in bed before half eight for the next month, effectively stopping him doing anything rash, and a tracking charm was placed on him, so no matter what he was doing his parents would know where he was.

When Hermione went up to bed herself around half nine she found herself lying awake waiting for the creak of a floor board. And that's how Charlie found her an hour later, curled in one corner of the bed in a nest of covers.

Sighing, and knowing he would regret the decision, he asked, "Do you want me to stay?"

At the quiet 'Yes' he lay down on top of the duvet and wrapped his arms around the younger girl.

"Don't be stupid," came Hermione's voice. "It may be summer but that doesn't mean you can sleep on top of the cover. Get under here NOW."

Considering the glare he was receiving Charlie thought to best to obey, snuggling under the blanket with her. Within five minutes she was asleep, with Charlie dropping off soon after.

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When Charlie woke in the morning the first thing he realised was that he wasn't in his own bed. The second was that he'd just had a lovely dream about Hermione, and that the subject of that fantasy was lying next to him, fast asleep, with the result of that dream pressing into her leg.

Charlie swore fluently in three languages under his breath, wondering how to get out of the unique problem. If he pulled away out of the bed she'd most likely wake up. The best course of action would be to stay where he was and wait for her to wake up and remove herself from him with as little embarrassment as possible.

The situation wasn't helped by the fact that in her sleep Hermione had draped herself elegantly over his chest and legs.

Now, Charlie prided himself on his excellent self control, but when she began to wriggle slightly, rubbing against him, he had trouble restraining himself from either snogging her senseless or shoving himself out of the bed. Neither of those options would be a brilliant idea as she was still recovering from what Ron had done. That was the reason he was in this position for Gods sake!

Even knowing that didn't help him repress a groan as she rubbed against him again before twisting slightly, burying her face in his neck and softly moaning his name.

He froze. Had he heard right? Did she really just say 'Charlie'?

As if sensing his movement the girl's movements changed, and a few seconds later her eyes fluttered open.

She glanced at him, and, as if this was a normal occurrence, finding yourself draped over the brother of one of your old best friends, said calmly "Morning." This was followed by her making herself comfortable against his chest.

A second later though the implications of their position sank in and she stiffened slightly, before relaxing again as she remembered why he was there.

But this action caused her leg to brush against his groin, and the definite bulge that resided there. She froze again, before pulling away slightly.

"Um, I'll get up then," Charlie's voice sounded strained.

"You don't have to." To stop him moving Hermione wrapped her arms around his waist.

A moment later he stopped his protests and allowed his arms to snake around her back in response.

"Sorry," was his apology.

"It's alright, really. I know you can't help things like that."

A minute later she froze again.

"What?" asked Charlie in concern.

"Um, did I...did I say anything out loud just before I woke up?" she asked nervously.

"Oh, not much, just something that sounded like my name." He decided to tease her a bit.

She turned away and buried her face in her pillow. "Bugger," came the muffled reply. "I've gone and ruined things haven't I."

"Not necessarily," replied Charlie warily. "I'm not certain what you mean. It was just a name."

With a sigh the girl sat up. "Trust me, if you knew why I was murmuring your name you'd be out of this room in a flash."

"Why do I get the feeling that this might be something like the reason I've still got a hard on even though I've been awake fifteen minutes?"

"Possibly...what did you just say?"

"That I still had a hard on."

"I thought you did. Because of me?"

"You're the only person in the room aren't you? Anyway, you were the reason I got one in the first place. Who did you think I was dreaming about."

"Right. I think we should get up." Hermione was nervous and it showed. "Can we talk after showers?"

"Sure." Charlie was actually glad for the time to collect his feelings. "See you in my room in half an hour?"

"Sure." They both went to their own bathrooms, thoughts whirling madly round their heads.

AN: Thanks to all my reviewers. In answer to some questions:

Jessica - Harry will be coming into the plot soon, but not quite yet. It'll be soon though. And the other Weasley brothers will be in the next chapter, all ganging up on Ron.

S.F. Gustafuson- Glad you like it. I'm trying to delete all brotherliness.

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