A/n: So I had a bit of a problem this week. I broke my laptop, and lost all of the prewritten chapters. I know I was sad too... I just sent it off to hopefully be fixed or get all my stuff off of it, for now I am on a tablet, that doesn't spell check or offer my normal perks so please bear with me. This chapter is going to be shorter due to writing it off the top of my head. Hope you all enjoy.
Xoxox
-Florence
Hermione woke up feeling like she was spinning and the need to throw up was strong. She looked over and saw the potion she leaned over and took it with a large gulp. She lay back down and and waited for her ceiling to stop spinning. Once she felt like normal she saw the letter on her nightstand. Oh she owed him? Is that what he thought. She laughed to herself remembering just how good he had made her feel the last couple of nights. She wanted to write back and tell him she couldn't wait to meet up with him. she couldn't help to want to be close to him, she wanted to be looked at the way he looked at her and the confidence he gave her, and not the I know everything and helped kill Voldemort confidence she normally had. This confidence he gave her made her feel like a goddess, and she loved it. She hopped off her bed,and went to write him back. She sat down and decided that she was not going to make this so easy. She was not going to be so easy won.
Dear Charlie,
Thank you so much for making sure I got home and had some potions out for me. I am having a good morning now that the room isn't spinning. I have some plans for today and don't think i'll be able to see you tonight. Maybe we will see each other again before you have to go. As for the part of me own you one, I didn't know we were keeping count, that's good to know. Off to run errands have a good morning!
H.G.
Hermione hopped into the shower and started getting ready, she wore her favorite muggle jeans that looked like they had been painted on. A blouse that feel around her and flowed to mid thigh and used her make up that she rarely wore due to the fact that is was a gift and was really expensive and she would never spend that kind of money while it was magically applying itself she started on her hair, deciding to blow it out for the week, changing her mess of curls into long strands of soft hair with the perfect amount of volume. she looked herself and not being vain knew she looked amazing. All the amazing sex had given her a beautiful glow to her pale skin, her jeans looking amazing on her curves, her silky straight hair falling down the her waist. She put on her wedges and got her cloak and went out.
Hermione left her flat and went down the street to her favorite cafe. Needing some coffee for her early morning. Her favorite barista saw her come in and already had her drink started and finished by the time she payed.
"You are looking lovely this morning, what's got you up and out so early on a Sunday?" he smiled at her and took her money.
"Oh nothing really. I just needed to get out and get some stuff for the work week. How is work going today?" She never felt apart of the muggle community even before she knew she was a witch but this place made her miss her childhood and the parts that made her so different from her friends who were mostly half blood or pure.
"Oh it's been alright and boring Sunday morning for the most part. I get off at noon and then I have to get caught up on my schooling. University is kicking my butt the term. If only my days were as simple as handing beautiful girls their drinks." He smiled at her and waved her off as she got her drink and scone and left for Diagon Alley.
As she was walking down the street she began to think if maybe this Charlie thing had opened her mind to dating around. She didn't need to find one person get married and start spitting out babies. That's not what she wanted at all actually, especially at her age. She didn't want people to date her because of who she was either. She never thought about dating a muggle before though. Her favorite barista, Dean, was always so nice to her and she felt like it might be simpler than trying to weed out all the wizards in Britain who knew her name and wanted to become famous for shagging the brightest witch of the age who helped bring down the darkest wizard of the time.
She walked into the Leaky Cauldron and said hello to Tom, and went out the back door which led the way into Diagon Alley. She knew she needed to get some more parchment and ink and another potion for her hair, she was getting low and would hate to take her hair back to the days she let it go natural.
Walking down the familiar street she was greeted and stared out by everyone which was normal. Stopping in all the normal stores she got everything she needed for the week and for her hair for the next few months. She also ended up with some new clothes, she wasn't quite sure how that happened.
About to head home she spotted Fred walk out of his store and into one of the cafes. She decided to stop by and say hello before heading home.
"Hey Fred, skipping off from work already?" Hermione smiled as he turned and picked her up in a hug. "No, we launched a new line today, so after trying to sober up from last night I came straight here and haven't slept yet. It's hard work being part owner. What are you doing out and about i figured you would still be trying to sleep off last night?" Fred ordered his coffee and Hermione's normal tea.
It was strange after all this time he still knew what she liked in her tea, and made her feel so relaxed. They sat down outside and talked about everything under the sun. After an hour she said she needed to get home and get all her stuff ready for the week. Kissing Fred on the cheek she went down the road to head home.
Charlie was a bit mad. Well a bit more than a bit. He headed into Diagon alley to bring lunch to his brothers and check out some brooms, when he saw Hermione and Fred sitting outside a cafe. Laughing and talking, was it planned? He sat down across the cafe and watched them, they talked for forever and then after she got up to leave she kissed him on the cheek.
No, Fred apparently had already had his chance and he wasn't going to slip back in making jokes and take his witch from him. Charlie followed his younger brother back into his shop, he was going to put an end to this.
"Charlie! I am so glad you came to look in the shop, you haven't seen it since the remodel. more space and we are still running out of room. Want the grand tour? Is that food I smell?" George looked thrilled to see his brother, besides Fred who for all purposes was his other half, Charlie had always been his favorite brother. The one who did whatever he wanted and he did it on his own. He really respected that, seeing as he left school early and all hell broke lose at home and Charlie was the only one who supported them no questions asked. He even help bring their business to an international level.
Not wanting to be upset with his brother, Fred didn't know he was having lunch with his witch. I would love a tour.
Just then George appeared, "It's about time you showed up, I think I have all the windows on the left side and the back room fully organized with the new product. Oh hey Charlie, I was just about to take my break since this one is back."
"Sorry George, I ran into the cafe to get my espresso and ran into Hermione. I hadn't had a chance to talk to her in a while so we caught up, go eat and take a break and I will take care of the right side of the store and my window displays. Give our brother a tour!"
Fred set off to his side of the shop and grabbed his boxes, determined to get it done so he wouldn't be up all night getting it done. He couldn't help but think about everything him and Hermione had just talked about as he unpacked. He had really missed her, making people laugh was always something he wanted but to make Hermione laugh and to be told how proud she was of him just made him so happy.
Sitting with Charlie upstairs in their flat, George got some forks to eat. "Charlie, I know whats been going on the past couple of days. I know about you and Hermione, and there are some things you need to know. You were gone for most of our childhoods and I think it's time you got filled in.
Charlie looked shocked and the bluntness of his brother, he seemed to be a bit more serious than his normal self, and apparently a lot more observant. "Alright little brother, you have my attention. Fill me in.