I want to apologize for making you wait a few days for an update after leaving you on a cliffhanger. Work has been crazy and we have been doing some reno on my house, this weekend. I already am working on my next chapter so hopefully it will be up by the afternoon.

Also, I want to thank everyone for their continued support and for all of the 'reads' I have had.

When Charlie saw that Hermione wasn't moving he started to panic. She hadn't been alone but for a second what could have happened?

"Rennervate," Charlie cast before he thought. Hermione started to groan but that was about it. He kneeled, scooped Hermione into his arms, and laid her, gently, on the bed. "Love, what's wrong? What can I do for you?" Charlie tried to coax a bigger response than a tiny little grunt, but she wasn't having it. He laid down to face her and tried again. "Hermione, can you talk to me, babe?" She made a noise. "Hermione if you don't talk to me and tell me what's wrong I'm going to have to go get my mum." Finally, Charlie seemed to get somewhere, Hermione mumbled something that sounded like it ended with the word minute. "Do you just need a minute?" Charlie asked. When he received a tiny nod and a hum he decided he could do that.

Hermione was finally gaining some energy back and not feeling so woozy. She wanted to pretend this all away, but she knew Charlie was worried about her and wasn't going to let this slide. Charlie had given her a minute, he probably had counted to sixty before asking her, again, what was wrong.

"I had a panic attack, as far as I can figure," Hermione admitted.

"What do you mean? As far as you can figure?" Charlie dug gently.

"I've never had one, but I know people who have, and I've read about them." Hermione kept her voice quiet. She had yet to open her eyes or move, hopeful that would help her recover more quickly.

"Okay," Charlie tried to be gentle, "What happened to cause it, do you know?"

"I don't think you will like that," Hermione told him. She knew what exactly had caused it and was scared to tell Charlie. She didn't want to see him upset in any way and she didn't want him to pity her or think she was crazy.

"Babe, you can tell me, it's okay."

"It was because, even though I want to go back to Hogwarts, I don't want to leave you here. I don't want to lose you even if it just until Christmas break. I was thinking that maybe we could meet on weekends but then I started worrying that I would just take your time and you might be too busy and… I don't know, it's just a lot and my brain was on overdrive.

"It's okay," Charlie paused to lean his forehead against hers and to hold her hand in his, against his chest. "I understand it, I don't like the thought of not getting to see you until Christmas either. I would love to see you on weekends. I'm going to do whatever it takes to see you as much as I can."

"I appreciate that." Hermione was starting to feel a lot better, her vision was no longer skewed, and she wasn't dizzy, anymore. Her stomach still felt a little odd but she was starting to feel like herself. "I'm sorry about this."

"No, it's not something that can be helped, don't apologize." Charlie was more than content to lay like that for the rest of the day, but he knew better. Someone would eventually come looking and then they would have a lot of explaining to do. "I'm going to go down and get some tea, I'll bring it up and when we've finished we can go about the rest of our day."

"Okay," Hemione agreed, she thought she was almost back to normal and after some tea, she would be fine.

Charlie went down for tea and ran into his mum and Ginny, he explained shortly what had happened, leaving out why it had, and told them he was talking tea up to her. After that they would go on about the day, so he didn't want a mention one of it in the house. The Women agreed they wouldn't say anything and Charlie took the tea and some hastily made sandwiches upstairs. By the time Charlie got back, Hermione had not only gotten up but had dressed in some day clothes. He set the tea on her nightstand and they sat on her bed enjoying it. By the time they finished eating and drinking it was evident that Hermione was feeling better. They went downstairs to see what everyone was doing for the day, of course, the boys were out enjoying quidditch.

"Do you want to go join them?" Hermione asked Charlie and Ginny

"What will you do?" Ginny asked.

"I'll lay in the sun and read or watch you." Hermione shrugged a shoulder.

"Only if you're sure." Ginny double checked

"Definitely." Hermione rushed upstairs to grab a blanket and a book and met them back downstairs.

The trio walked to the field while talking and enjoying the nice weather, this summer had been warm without being hot. Hermione laid her blanket out on the ground while Charlie and Ginny got ready to join the game. Ginny Flew off, first, and Charlie took a minute to get settled.

"If you need anything let me know, I'll keep an eye out for you," Charlie told her with a wink.

"I'm sure you will," Hermione grinned. "I might just have to keep an eye on you, too."

Charlie took off with a smile plastered on his face. Hermione laid down to start her book, it was disguised as a school book, but it was definitely the furthest thing from it. Thanks to Harry's idea, to tear a cover off of his old potions book and put it on the newer book, Hermione started transfiguring the covers of her novels. She liked to read to learn, however, she also loved to read her more adult books. Hermione considered them learning material in a way, the descriptions in them had helped her the first time she had kissed Charlie, after all. She loved the way they made her feel, the way she learned about her body and its responses. Mostly, she loved to think that it was Charlie doing all those things to her. Some things seemed a bit strange to her, choking and spanking she wasn't sure she could get in to. Restraints and blindfolds she thought could be fun to try but anal things and fisting she did not even want to consider. As one of her books stated, that would be a hard limit for Hermione. She glanced up when she got settled and saw Charlie looking her way. She couldn't help but smile when she saw him, he had made her last couple weeks the best that she had had in a long time. Her thoughts turned to their shopping trip and their first kiss. They hadn't had much time since then and Hermione was finding herself hot and bothered at random times. She would watch the way he walked and could only think of how he had picked her up and put her against the brick wall. Hermione would see him in the kitchen cutting carrots by hand and could only imagine what his back would look like without a shirt on. She would feel her heart start to race and would get butterflies in her stomach.

Hermione tried to hunker down and read her book, but she was distracted by watching Charlie. Hermione finally pulled her hair up and laid on her back in the sun. She transfigured her black shorts and Yellow tank top into a bikini and thanked Merlin that she had gotten in the habit of performing a hair removal charm every morning, without fail. She didn't have a problem with her war scars, anymore, but hoped that Charlie could also accept them. She watched them play for a little, using her book as a pillow. Even with sleeping until noon Hermione was tired and fell asleep.

"Wake up love." Charlie was shaking her shoulder.

"What time is it?" She asked. At some point, she had rolled over, which she was thankful for seeing as she could have sunburned way worse than what she probably had.

"It's about seven," Charlie told her. It was still bright out but Hermione could tell the sun was moving down the sky a bit.

"I can't believe I slept out here so long," Hermione said groggily.

"I enjoyed it," Charlie chuckled at her.

"I don't want to get up."

"I'll throw you in the pond," Charlie threatened her.

"How about you just lay down with me," Hermione flirted before she thought about the fact that the others were probably standing right there. "You can take a nap, too." She hoped that no one was there but if they were that they would misread what she had said. She heard Charlie laughing but couldn't bring herself to open her eyes.

"No one is around, love, if they were everyone would probably know. That is if they don't already think something is going on. Ginny was all too happy to make everyone race her to the house when I volunteered to wake you up."

"Well then lay down and wake me up properly," Hermione snarked before she thought. She was a bit embarrassed by how forward that sounded but at the same time she would be fine with however he took it.

Charlie laid down behind her and threw a leg in between hers. She had one out straight and the other one hiked up and he used that to his advantage. When he snuggled in, he put an arm around her and pulled her to his chest. Charlie was warm in a comfy sort of way and it took Hermione a few moments to realize that Charlie wasn't wearing a shirt. He eyes flew open and she tried to turn but Charlie had her pinned down.

"What's wrong, love? You told me to wake you up. You wanted all of my attention on you, but you wouldn't even look at me for a second. Now that you know that I don't have a shirt on you want to see me." He growled into her ear before biting her earlobe.

"That's not fair, I've been exhausted," Hermione whined upset with herself. She had goosebumps all over and had given a shudder when Charlie bit her ear. "I just want to lay and cuddle with you."

"I guess I can forgive you." Charlie pretended to consider it, "If you kiss me, I will let it all slide."

"I can't kiss you."

"And why is that?" Charlie asked

"Because you have to let me turn over to kiss you."

"That can be arranged." Charlie finally pulled his leg off of Hermione's and allowed her the space she needed to roll over. Once she had he slipped his leg between hers again and leaned over her, placing his arms on either side of her. "Now, about this kiss," He raised an eyebrow.

"What kiss?" Hermione teased while running her hands up his abs and over his pecs. She finally got to see what his back felt like, without a shirt on. When she got to the tops of his shoulders she moved up either side of his neck before tangling her fingers in his dark, auburn, hair and pulling him down for a gentle kiss.

"That kiss," Charlie said after pulling back for a moment.

"Oh." Hermione pulled him back down to her mouth and proceeded to kiss him thoroughly. She couldn't help the little bites she gave his bottom lip or the little moans she gave when he bit hers in return. He ran his hands up and down her sides and over her thigh. She arched her back and ground her pelvis into him, suddenly it dawned on her she was still in her tiny bathing suit. It felt better than anything she had felt before, but she also knew their time had to be running out. Her time with Charlie was always interrupted. Charlie seemed to be at a loss, also. He ground his pelvis back and she could feel exactly what she was doing to him. Seeing as she had never kissed a boy before she had never felt an erection, either. It was odd but in a good way. Hermione fought for control of her body but at the same time didn't want to have it. Her nipples were hard and she had butterflies going crazy in her stomach. Charlie slid his hand up her side and his thumb brushed at the side of her bikini top. She thought he was, finally, going to touch her but the thing she had been waiting for happened. Molly Weasley's Patronus showed up.