September 27, 1999
Tears leaked from Charlie's eyes at the sound of her voice and he gently took her face in his hands.
"Color?" He asked, his voice wavering.
"Blue." She answered between gasps.
"Food?"
"Chips."
"Flower?"
"French M-marigold." She sniffed, now crying instead of hyperventilating.
"Subject?"
"Arithmancy."
"Book?"
"Hogwarts, A History."
"Animal?"
"Otter."
"Scent?"
"Pine."
"Weasley?"
"Nice try." She answered, finally throwing herself at him. He wrapped his arms around her, squeezing her tight. Trying to keep it together, while she sobbed against him.
"You're okay. I promise. You're safe, baby." He whispered while gently rubbing her back.
"I was so scared, Charlie. I couldn't think straight. I almost-" Hermione stopped suddenly, gasping. "My parents!" She exclaimed, pulling back.
"What about your parents, love?" He asked, gently leaning her back to rest on the bed.
"Malfoy had them. He found them in Australia and was able to reverse my spell." She told him, before recounting the whole ordeal.
"I'm going to kill him. I'm going to rip his arms, limb from limb." He growled, clenching his fists. He stood and sent a Patronus to Bill, letting him know that Hermione was awake. ~*~*~ Hours later, it was nearing three o'clock in the morning and Hermione was getting irritated. She had answered hundreds of questions from the auror's and sat patiently through the dozens of tests ordered by the healers. Not to mention the whole Weasley family was visiting. She was ready to leave. She wanted to shower and change and brush her teeth. Most of all, she wanted some alone time with Charlie. He explained what happened to her after he found her and how he had accidentally combined their magical cores. After he told her, he expected her to be angry, but instead, she was moved. He saved her and now they were connected in ways that no one else could possibly understand.
It was a strange feeling for Hermione. She felt so much lighter, like a weight had been lifted. She had no idea that so much of what she had been feeling was because of Malfoy's spell. It was almost as if nothing had happened. There was still a twinge but compared to the extreme pain she felt while under the spell, she could handle a twinge.
Malfoy had already been caught as he had accidentally tripped an intruder alarm at his mother's villa and was immediately arrested by French authorities. Hermione told the auror's about her parents and they agreed to go to Australia to retrieve them.
"Well, it seems you're perfectly healthy. You can leave now but you must inform me the moment anything changes." The healer announced.
"Finally." Hermione grumbled, as she stood from the bed. The healer left the room, chuckling and Charlie took her hand, leading her out of the room. When they reached the floo, he paused, turning towards Hermione.
"Where do you want to go?" He asked her. "We could go to the Burrow, or I suppose back to your cottage although…" He trailed off.
"Can we go to your cabin?" She wondered, her cheeks turning red. Charlie smiled brightly.
"Of course, we can." He told her, leading her into the floo.
As soon as they stepped out into his living room, Hermione felt better. His cabin was warm and safe. They went upstairs, and this time, Hermione joined him in his room.
They were both exhausted, but Hermione insisted on a shower before bed. She showered first while Charlie checked in with a few of the dragon keepers, letting them know he would be gone another day. When he got out of the shower, Hermione was laying naked on his bed, asleep. He smiled and climbed in behind her as he thought about how lucky he was. He pulled her into his arms and fell asleep quickly.
The next morning, Charlie awoke with a moan. Something had been rubbing against his cock relentlessly. As his consciousness returned, he realized it was something wet and warm. He opened his eyes and looked down. Hermione was kneeling between his legs, gently sucking on him. His cock twitched at the sight of her and she paused.
"Good morning, Charlie." She said before taking him in her mouth again.
"Good morning, witch." He answered, his toes curling as her tongue flicked at the slit on his tip. When she did it for a second time, Charlie growled and gently but firmly grabbed her by the hair. Hermione moaned softly as he gently pulled her mouth up to his. He attacked her mouth, sucking on her lip before pulling away.
"You should have woken me sooner if this was part of your morning plan." He told her, gently pushing her down on her back. He ran his rough hand up her leg and gripped her hip. The whole way up, his hand sparked against her and Hermione shivered at his touch.
"I was enjoying myself far too much." She told him with a smirk. He raised an eyebrow at her before reaching a hand between her legs. He slid a finger into her, and smiled, feeling her wetness.
"It would appear so." He said, leaning down to whisper in her ear as he slid in another finger and pumped in and out of her. "Do you like that, Hermione? Do you like me filling your mouth while you suck me off?"
Hermione moaned and Charlie felt her walls tighten. He stopped his movements.
"You have to answer me if you want to cum, Hermione."
She whimpered as he moved his fingers again. "Please, Charlie." She moaned.
"Answer first, then I'll make you cum. Do you like me filling your mouth while you suck me off?" He asked again.
"Merlin, yes!"
"Good girl." He praised, fucking her with his fingers until she came. At his praise, Hermione's walls clenched again, and he made a note of it.
"How do you want me to fuck you, Hermione?" He asked, pulling his fingers out of her. She blushed a deep red and looked away. "Don't be shy. I want you to tell me." He urged.
"Will you-" she paused, taking a breath. "Will you fuck me from behind?"
Charlie's dick twitched again, and he had to take a moment to compose himself at her words. She was so fucking sexy, and she had no idea.
"That's my golden girl." He told her, eliciting a moan. He kissed her soundly before pulling away. "On your hands and knees." He ordered. Hermione's toes curled and she hurried to obey him. He lightly smacked her left cheek before lining himself up with her entrance. As he pushed himself in, she moaned, and dropped her forehead to the bed. He fucked her at a slow pace, enjoying the way she clenched down on him after every thrust. Finally, Hermione couldn't take it anymore and growled at him.
"Charlie, fuck me." She demanded, pushing back against him. He paused for a moment before he began pounding into her hard and fast.
"That's it, you cheeky witch. Take all of me." He said, as he fucked her. Seconds later, she tightened around him and came hard. Charlie groaned and followed after her, praising her.
They both collapsed back on the bed after he pulled out of her.
"I'm not the Golden Girl." She said after they had caught their breath.
"You actually are." He chuckled. "You have bits of gold color in your eyes. I noticed the first time we kissed, and I've been meaning to tell you."
"Oh, whatever." Hermione huffed with a laugh and she curled up against him. He put his arm around her, and they were asleep within minutes.
When they woke up again, it was nearly lunchtime and they were both starving. Charlie got dressed, then made them some eggs as Hermione showered. She came down the stairs dressed in one of Charlie's old Gryffindor shirts and a pair of deep blue jeans. He nearly got hard again seeing her in his clothes and she smirked at him as if she was fully aware of what she was doing. They ate in silence, occasionally throwing each other a wink until Hermione sighed heavily.
"We won't be able to put it off much longer." She told him as he washed the dishes the muggle way to buy them some time. He sighed as well before answering.
"I know. We may as well get it over with." He answered, drying his hands off. Hermione smiled and led the way to the floo.