"Shhh, it's me," Charlie told her, "I'm going to let you go." He removed his hand from her mouth and finished laying down in her bed, while Hermione rolled over. "I'm sorry I scared you, I didn't want you waking the whole house. It might look a bit odd if they came running in while I was laying in your bed." Hermione could tell he was grinning just from the way he was talking.

"I'd prefer a heads up, next time," she told Charlie.

"Is that an open invitation?" He asked cheekily.

"Depends on your behavior, I suppose," Hermione teased him. She laid down in the crook of his arm and wrapped her arm around him. "What time is it?"

"It's almost five, I couldn't sleep anymore, we have our trip to Diagon Alley, today." He reminded.

"Yeah, Ginny kind of knows, by the way." Hermione felt like she should be wide awake after the scare, but Charlie's comfortable presence made her want to go back to sleep.

"What do you mean by she kind of knows?"

"She asked me last night, in the kitchen, if I liked you," Hermione admitted.

"And?"

"And I told her the truth. I just didn't tell her anything extra."

"I'm a bit surprised, she's your best friend," Charlie told her.

"Yeah, I know. I just wasn't really sure what I should tell her." Hermione was still pondering the answer.

"If you want we can tell her on our trip, today, let her ask questions and get used to it." Charlie seemed completely at ease with the thought. "She wouldn't tell anyone."

"I know she wouldn't, she's a great friend. She told me she thought we would be good together." Hermione couldn't see him in the dark, but she felt him hug her and kiss her forehead.

"I always knew she was my favorite sister." Charlie's chest rumbled as he chuckled.

Hermione had her ear pressed against Charlie's chest and when he had started laughing Hermione had gained a swarm of butterflies. Unconsciously, her grip on Charlie tightened as she closed her eyes to soak up every last second of what she was hearing and feeling. She felt Charlie breath in suddenly and looked up.

"What is it?" She asked.

"I just didn't expect you to grab me for laughing," he told her

"I like listening to you, it makes me feel closer to hear your heartbeat and to hear you laugh right against my ear. I don't feel like a whole lot of people have heard them, like this, before."

"No, not too many people have," Charlie confirmed holding her tighter.

"Well, I'm honored," Hermione smiled into his bare chest.

She ran her right hand over his chest, slowly taking him in. He had a little bit of chest hair but wasn't overly hairy. His abs were solid, he flexed them as she ran her fingertips over them. His pecs were impressive, but he didn't look like a lumbering meathead. Hemione ran her fingers up his neck and into his neatly kept beard. It was short but not in a scruffy, I need to shave, too short kind of way. Charlie playfully nipped at her hand causing Hermione to jump. When he chuckled again Hermione closed her eyes and enjoyed the sound. She ran her fingers back down to his abs and played with them for a moment watching them tighten and relax as she ran her hand side to side.

"Why are you so ticklish here?" She asked and listened as Charlie roared with laughter before slapping his hand to his mouth.

"I'm not ticklish, love," He was still fighting his laughter.

"What do you mean?"

Charlie rolled to his right side and grabbed Hermione's hips before rolling back to the left while pulling her on top of him.

"Oh." Hermione squeaked as she felt what she had been doing. Apparently, his lower abs were actually a turn on spot for Charlie, not a ticklish spot.

"Yeah, oh." Charlie laughed again.

She could feel the bulge in his pajama bottoms. Hermione felt little jolts going right to her core, Charlie laughing right underneath her was getting to her. She couldn't help but put her hands out on Charlie's broad chest, it was that or fall onto him. He still held her hips, tightly, in his hands. When Hermione ground her hips forward his laughing cut off into a groan, abruptly. She hadn't really meant to do it, she was just trying to get some relief, but it had felt really good. Looking at Charlie's face, he thought so too, his eyes were wide, and his expression was one of shock. He reached up with one hand, hooked his hand around Hermione's neck, and brought her roughly down to kiss him on the lips. He kept his other hand on her hip and used it to keep her in place while he ground his hips back against her, for a moment. Hermione's breath caught in her throat, he could hear it, that only spurred him on further. He flipped them over and pushed Hermione into the mattress while he kissed her greedily and tangled his hand in her hair. Hermione moaned at the sensations she was feeling. Her negligee had ridden up her thighs and she knew that Charlie could feel her hard nipples against him, the material was very thin. The feel of Charlie moving against her was exquisite. His hands were rough and calloused and feeling them all over her was giving her goosebumps and making her juices flow. Her face was flushing, and she could barely think with the way his lips and teeth were attacking her.

"Charlie." She didn't really know what she was doing if she was asking him something or telling him something.

"Love?" Charlie growled into her ear.

She turned her head towards his mouth, enjoying the way it felt for him to talk to her in his rough voice. His hot breath running over her ear and down her neck. Her grip on him tightened and she scraped her nails along his back, trying to pull him closer. He reached up and ran his hands up her side before stopping and resting his forehead against hers.

"Is this alright?" Charlie whispered.

"Yes," Hermione was breathless.

"I mean, if I touch you, is that what you want?" He clarified, just in case.

"Yes, anything you want to do is amazing," Hermione hadn't really meant to give him permission to do anything he wanted but at the same time she didn't regret it and she knew Charlie, she trusted him.

"Alright then," Charlie breathed into her ear while nipping it.

His rough hands finally found her breast and her hard nipples, through the fabric. As rough as Charlie could be, he could be just as gentle. He teased her softly, running his nails up the material of the negligee right over her nipples making them impossibly harder. He gently held her and massaged her in his hand. He bit her bottom lip and sucked on it for a moment, making Hermione wonder what else he could do with his mouth, before moving down her jaw and neck. He kissed her collarbone from one side to the other before biting it, lightly. Charlie leaned down further and breather hot air on her nipple through the fabric of her negligee causing Hermione to lose all self-control. She pushed him off of her and flipped them over, granted if he hadn't been willing it wouldn't have been possible, with the rising sun she could see the satisfied smirk on his lips. Hermione would be damned if she let that stay in place. She attacked his mouth for a moment, two could play at that game. She sucked his lip and bit it a little more harshly than she meant to, but the sound of his moan kept her from feeling bad. She bit her way down his neck and over his chest. Hermione gently nibbled on his nipple to tease him back. The next thing she knew she was flat on her back again and Charlie was, again, growling into her ear.

"You're going to pay for that, love." He kissed her roughly.

"I don't mind," Hermione smirked.

"You will, I might even make you say, yes, sir." Charlie laughed.

Hermione couldn't help the soft gasp she gave at the feel of his laugh, he was still sending jolts of pleasure through her, but now they were large and impossible to ignore.

"I don't think you can make me mind," Hermione challenged

"I bet I can," Charlie told her.

He ran his hands down her arms and pulled them above her head, suddenly, holding them together with one hand. He ran the other down her, abruptly, fondling her and massaging her breasts. He ground his hips into her and his stiffy supplied much-needed relief, but also left her more frustrated and turned on, at the same time. He kissed her forcefully and relentlessly leaving her breathless and gasping for air. He had her moaning his name in no time.

"This is just the first step."

He went back to kissing her and biting her lip before tugging her hair and then holding her face still so that he could continue kissing her.

"Is this-" Hermione started as her alarm sounded.

Charlie practically deflated, on top of her. He rested his forehead against hers and slowly pulled himself out of their compromising position.

"I'm going to need a lot of cold showers if this keeps up. I better hurry up and get out of here, I know Ginny set her alarm early, too." Charlie gave her a couple of soft lingering kisses before pulling back again.

"I guess I'll see you down at breakfast," Hermione told him with a hug.

"Yes, I'll be ready soon." He gave her one last kiss before getting up to leave. He paused before closing the door, "By the way, good morning." He winked at her, grinning.

"Yes, Charles Weasley, it is a good morning." Hermione smiled, as she watched him leave, before flopping down on her back with a contented, yet frustrated sigh.

Okay, guys, I'm really sorry about the wait. My Govt. class gives a lot of work. Also, I only have this Friday off for my only day during a two week period at work so it's a bit hectic. Between that, doing renovation work on our house, and chasing a toddler I am in deep. HOWEVER, since I love writing I usually stay up just to post when I can. So enjoy and let me know what you think.