Fire and Lust

A/N: This story is a really fun one to write and I am so glad so many of you are favorite and following it! Not that I am that vain but if you all would leave a review it defiantly makes the chapters come faster, just throwing that out there. A special thank you to Mystory225 and I was BOTWP thanks for the reviews they make me smile. Hope you enjoy this chapter!

–Florence

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Chapter 5

They were still laughing when they stepped into the burrow kitchen. The family was already sitting at the table waiting on them to get there. Fred was still holding her up when she spotted him staring at her. She fidgeted in Fred's arms and he put her down gently in her seat.

"Tell me younger brother, do you have to have a witch drunk for her to let you carry her around like that?" Charlie's words seemed a bit harsh. Fred didn't seem too off put by it. "You're just upset because the only action you get these days is taming dragons, big brother."

Harry not sober enough to try and hide his amusement laughed at Fred's words, unfortunately knowing how wrong he was. "Dear was it really necessary to drink so much?" Mrs. Weasley said as she poured some water for his and dished Harry some food out. "Hermione dear, why aren't wearing proper clothes? You haven't spent the whole night in bed have you? I was worried you would be upset after the wedding."

Sitting up at the mention of her being some poor hurt girl over a guy she never even loved sobered her up just enough to put thoughts into words. "Actually it's almost sad how little time I have spent in bed recently, well resting that is." She took a sip of her water and took a bite of food. This time it was Charlie who snickered hiding it under his breath a bit better than Harry.

Dinner went on without another mention of her or Harry's drunkenness. Everyone seemed to enjoy the stories they shared from time back in Hogwarts. Without over thinking everything she might have told a bit too much of the mischief they got into back in the day. Mr. Weasley laughed and his wife gasped in shock at some of the tales the trio had done and gone while they were supposed to be at Hogwarts. Everyone ended up in the garden dancing and it was another party all over again. Luna, Neville, Katie and Angelina came over and joyed in the fun. Somehow Hermione found herself drinking again with everyone and her heart felt so light. She could get used to care free Hermione.

She was dancing with Fred who was trying to pick her up and spin her around. She was over his shoulder when she heard someone clear their throat trying to get their attention. She looked up from where she was struggling to get herself free to see Charlie Weasley. He did not look thrilled when they met eyes. "Fred, mind if I cut in? I never get to catch up with people since how is it you put it, 'too busy taming Dragons'." When he spoke he wasn't really asking but telling his brother that he was taking the witch.

"No need to get your knickers in a twist, you can take her. I can see her whenever I want, isn't that right love?" He kissed the top of her head as if challenging his brother.

If she wasn't drunk and mind a bit fuzzy she could have sworn the Weasley boys were fighting over her. That made her giggle, boys fighting over her. Fred spotted Katie and went over to her, and Charlie stepped in and held up Hermione.

"So love, I didn't think I would see you again so soon, especially hanging all over my little brother. Is there something I need to know?" Charlie spoke as if he was just making casual conversation, but Hermione knew it was anything but casual.

Was their one night more than what she was thinking in her head? She decided it was a fluke they were at a wedding and both alone but they had never spent time with each other really before that. She was still a hot mess and had sobered up enough if she was reading too much into something or if things were happening the way she thought they were. He spun her around and she caught Harry's eyes and he was staring at her and Charlie together. So he saw it, but he wasn't the exactly in his right mind either. Ginny didn't seem to notice anything because she was dancing with Luna like she didn't have a care in the world. She must have found Harry's fire whisky flask.

"Love, you there?" Charlie spun her around again so she was close to him and staring into his beautiful eyes. "Yeah, sorry I was just thinking. What did you ask again?"

"I asked if there was something going on between you and my little brother."

"You'll have to be a little clearer, you have many little brothers." She replied with a laugh.

Merlin she was a cheeky witch, and she couldn't possible notice how much the thought of her with someone else especially a brother bothered him.

"Do I need to be clearer? Are you with any of my other siblings?" He tried to keep his voice light. She wasn't his, and he didn't know why seeing her with another bloke made him so angry. Had he already thought of her as his? I mean they had an amazing night, and he got to get to know her and she didn't judge him or make any mention of him quitting and doing some boring ministry job like every other witch he brought home did. She liked him for who he was, and he had a feeling he made her feel the same way.

"Oh so you are including in Ginny now too? What would it matter Charlie? I don't remember making any formal relationship statuses with you. I am an independent witch that doesn't need anyone."

Now he openly laughed and his mood lightened. This was not good. He was falling for the drunk witch in his arms, and that scared him to death. The only witch he had ever been with was Tonks and even though she couldn't help it she broke him, worse than any dragon ever could. Now this witch was so dangerous and she didn't even know the power she had over him. When he floo'd his parents after a much needed nap that he was going to come by for dinner and stay for the rest of the week because he had stuff in Britain he needed to get in order his mom got entirely too excited making a small feast for the whole family.

Then Ginny started getting worried that she had not heard from Harry and Hermione, which worried him. He made her floo them just to make sure everything was okay. He knew the war was over but there were still bad people in the world and there didn't need to a war for everything to go wrong. He watched as his sister went over to Hermione's flat. He waited in the kitchen sipping on some tea when she replied back that she was going to need some help. His heart skipped a beat, no nothing can happen to his witch he couldn't do it again. "What's wrong is Harry or Hermione hurt?"

No, just drunk that's a relief from what he knew of the witch she didn't let herself lose control easily. Why had she gotten so drunk, was it because of him? He couldn't make himself go and see her, had she regretted their night together? He called for Fred and George to help their sister and bring them over.

He did not expect to see Fred so close with his witch though and carrying her the way only he should. She was defiantly drunk and she was perfect. Wearing a baggy shirt and some boxers, she was everything he wanted. Her hair in a knot on the top of her head, and lose curls framing her face. She looked amazing, like she didn't have a care in the world. He wanted to keep her this way, for too long she had bags under her eyes too skinny from when she was on the run, and her nose was always in a book. She was always stressing about everything and everyone and she deserved to be happy more than anyone.

She was dancing in front of him since he was pre occupied with his thoughts and he couldn't help himself. He took her hand and took her to the broom shed where no one could see them; glancing over his shoulder to make sure no one noticed they had gone. He picked her up and wrapped her around him pinning her to the shed. Moving some of the curls from her face he kissed her, the way he kissed her when she was leaving him that morning. She moaned into his mouth, and he loved it. He loved the noises she made; he loved that even though he essentially just dragged her away from her fun and friends she didn't complain she just made out with him. "Charlie, Charlie wait..." She broke away from the kiss her hand in his hair and the other framing his face. "Charlie I'm not seeing anyone right now, none of your siblings but you should know when I was at Hogwarts I had something with Fred." He leaned away from her still holding her to the wall.

"You did, did you? Hmm I would not have put you two together but I bet he couldn't make you feel this way." Kissing her neck and slipping a hand under her boxers he found her already rather wet. Slipping a finger into her he swirled it around, making her gasp and moan into a kiss. He didn't have the time or care enough to cast a silencing charm so he put his other hand against her mouth and started to finger her harder. She tilted her head back up towards the sky and was trying to buck into his hand. He laughed, "You like the way that feels don't you love? You like that right now I can feel how tight you are around my fingers, I can see you nipples through your cute muggle shirt. You like that I can keep you in this intense state for hours and not give you release. She moaned into his hand, and bucked into him again. I could do that to you, but the way you look when you cum is too tempting. As he said his last words he pushed her over the edge and moved his hand to kiss her as she came apart in his hold. "Char… Charlie, Merlin you…" She couldn't speak, she was coming down from such an amazing high and that made her sober up more than any of the water he drank that night.

"I know love, I'm amazing. Now it's time for you to get your drunken butt into the floo and go to bed. Do you need me to help you?"

"I think so, I feel more sober but I would hate to say something wrong and end up in the wrong place."

Even drunk she wasn't stupid, he liked that. He liked that she didn't say someone else could take her home, or that she would just spend the night with his sister. He liked that she was independent and that he said it was time to go home and she agreed. Not that she wasn't and independent woman who didn't need anyone, but it was nice to have a witch to boss around.

He un wrapped her legs from around him and cradled her into his chest and walked towards the house. No one seemed to notice they were all lying on the ground in a heap and watching the stars.

"Hey I'm taking Hermione home and then I'll be back. She finally had enough and is about to fall over asleep." Charlie told everyone as he walked past them. "Thanks for taking care of her; you're the best brother ever." Ginny sat up to thank him for taking her home. He laughed a little, if only his baby sister knew how much he had taken care of her.

Charlie stepped out of the floo into Hermione's flat. He had only been there once, and it was right before she moved into it. She had asked if he and the rest of the Weasley's along with a few Aurors could put the wards up on her flat. Being part of the golden trio meant a lot of people were either mad at her part in the war or obsessed with her and either way she needed some strong wards.

He made his way to her bedroom and took off her shoes, and undid her hair, and tucked her in. She thanked him sleepily, and drifted off. He went into the kitchen and got her a cup of water, and poured some hung over potion in it. He knew that without the first part of the potion which would normally be the sober up part it wouldn't completely cure her but it would be enough so she didn't want to throw up and stay in bed all the next day. He brought them both to her bed side table along with a note. He made sure all the wards were up for the night and he apperated back to the burrow.

Hermione woke up the next morning not remembering everything from the day before with a pounding head ache. She saw the table had a potion and some water taking both she looked at the notes that sat with them.

Love,

I hope you have a great morning and take it easy. I left you some water and a hung over potion for you to take when you wake up. I think we should meet up later and I would say have a drink, but you may need a break from alcohol for a while. Maybe for dinner or something? Just send me an owl tomorrow. By the way you owe me one from last night.

C.W.