September 19, 1999

Hermione didn't know how he did it, but he managed to apparate them directly onto her bed. Not only was it impressive for someone without a clear mind, but it also turned her on to know how talented he was. She absentmindedly wondered if he was that talented in bed.

"You're about to find out." He told her roughly, as he pulled his shirt off in one fluid motion. She blushed as she hadn't meant to say that out loud.

"Don't be embarrassed. I was wondering the same about you." He admitted, leaving trails of kisses down her neck. He felt her still, and stopped immediately, pulling back to look at her face.

"What is it?"

"I just probably should have told you before, though it's not the kind of thing you write in a letter, and I suppose it doesn't matter all that much but I- I haven't done this before."

"Done what?" He questioned, confused.

"I'm a virgin, Charlie." She said dryly.

Realization dawned on his face and Hermione blushed.

"Well, are you sure you want your first time to be with me?" He asked, regretfully.

"I can't think of anyone else I'd rather experience this with." She stated as she leaned forward, lightly kissing him. He rolled over her pressing her into the bed, with his right knee pressed up against her heat. She moved against his leg experimentally and let out a soft moan in Charlie's mouth. He moved to her neck, sucking on one spot, before moving up to her ear.

"Say yes, Hermione. I need you to say it." He growled in her ear.

"Yes, Charlie. Please." She gasped. As soon as the words left her mouth, he tore her shirt off, attacking her mouth again.

"That was my favorite shirt." She shared between kisses.

"I'll buy you a new one." He murmured against her skin, continuing his ministrations down her chest. His hand deftly slid around her and up her back to unhook her white lacy bra. He tossed it over his shoulder before taking her left nipple into his mouth eliciting delicious moans from her. She ran her hands through his hair as he continued teasing her, moving back and forth between nipples. Just when she thought she would pass out from the pleasure, he pulled away and slid down the bed to her hips. He held her eyes as he unbuttoned her shorts and slowly slid them down and off her legs.

She was left lying there in tiny white cotton panties and she was suddenly embarrassed at her under garments. She knew she should've taken Ginny's advice to update her clothes, but they were very practical panties.

His cock twitched inside his jeans as he watched the blush spread down her chest.

"You are the most gorgeous witch I've ever seen." He told her, as if sensing her embarrassment. He spread her legs apart and kissed the inside of her thigh and up her leg. When he came to her heat, he took her in his mouth, over the panties. They were already damp, which only spurred him on more. Her moans echoed off the walls and finally he pulled the panties off of her before continuing his licking.

Hermione jumped at the foreign sensation of a man's tongue on her snatch. It felt divine, of course, but still new. He combined his licking and sucking with sliding a finger into her hole. He swore at how wet she was and added two more fingers.

Not long after he began pumping his fingers into her, he felt the fluttering of her walls as she experienced a tightness in her stomach and legs. She came with a loud moan, her whole-body trembling. While she recovered, Charlie stood and finally released himself from his jeans. Hermione swore she almost came for a second time when she realized he wasn't wearing any undergarments. His cock curved upwards slightly and he pumped himself a few times in his hand while kicking off his remaining clothes. He climbed back on the bed, lining himself up with her.

"Are you sure?" He asked, looking into her eyes. She nodded without breaking contact.

"Let me know if I need to stop. Promise?" She nodded again, still maintaining eye contact. As he slowly slid in, he felt her walls begin to expand around him.

"Fuck." He swore as he pushed himself forward. When he hit her wall, he stopped momentarily before pushing through as gently as he could. He stopped and watched as she squeaked, and her eyes slid shut. He felt her clamp down on him experimentally and it took all his concentration not to come like a horny third year.

"Move, Charlie.' Hermione moaned.

"What?" He asked, almost scared to know.

"Move." She emphasized this by clamping down on him again. He groaned at the feeling before slowly sliding himself in and out of her. He kept up a slow pace until she was begging again.

"Charlie, I need-" She started.

"What, baby? Tell me what you need."

"More, I need more." She told him, dragging her nails lightly across his back making him shudder. He started pumping in her faster.

"Yes." She moaned softly. "Oh, Merlin, yes." He felt her walls flutter again and clamp down on him as she gasped. "Oh, Charlie. Charlie!" She yelled as stars shot in her vision. She came hard, moaning his name. He continued pumping her as she coated him.

"Yeah. That's it, baby. Let go." He praised her, leading her through the remainder of her orgasm. He grunted as he hit his precipice and came inside her.

He pushed himself off before he could collapse on top of her and landed to her left. They laid silently until their breathing was under control. He propped himself up on his elbow and looked over at her, his eyes trailing down. When he noticed the small blood spot on the bed, he cringed. She followed his eyes and when she saw what he was looking at, she cleared it away with a scourgify. She then placed her right hand on his cheek, turning his face towards hers.

"I wanted this, and I wanted you." She promised softly. He turned his face into her hands and kissed the palm of her hand. When he did, he caught sight of the scar on her forearm. Instead of recoiling away, he leaned forward and kissed it. "I love you, Charlie."

Charlie froze as he heard her speak.

'"You don't have to say it back if you're not ready, I just wanted you to know- "

Hermione stopped, interrupted by Charlie's lips on hers. He kissed her softly and tenderly before pulling away.

"I love you too, Hermione." He told her, looking into her eyes. Hermione grinned at him and kissed him once more.

"Would you like to join me in the shower?" She asked when she pulled away.

"I think I could be persuaded, Granger." He smirked as she got up from the bed. She chuckled and grabbed his hand pulling him up.

"Well then. Let me persuade you, Weasley." She captured his mouth in a searing kiss as they stumbled towards the bathroom. He held her face in his hands tenderly returning her kiss with as much passion as she had and soon, they were making love against the door to the bathroom.

It was hours later when they finally managed to wear themselves out. He barely had enough sense to pull the covers over them as they fell asleep in her bed.