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A/N: Merry Christmas everyone! Yes, I told you all that I would update finally during Christmas break. SO here is my present to you. I would like to thank all of my reviewers this year, morgan, Ebony Cassandra selene Riddle, lds-sunshinegrl, irmafran, ebbe04, GurlOfTheNight, DracoxHermioneztrueluv4eva, The Noble Rot, Italian Charms 587, nibbles21, Ruffset, Demon in the Snow, pureangel86, Kaydeek, pomash, RavenclawGenius, dagworth, devil'lil', Leology, Moony's-Wolf, and Czarownica-Asia. You all are the best and without you I wouldn't have a story! Now, the chapter that you all have been waiting for… (P.S The story will be ending in a few chapters, I know that it is sudden I just don't have a lot of time to write and I don't think that it is fair to have a story incomplete.)

Charlie looked at her with a shocked expression. How the hell did she know these things? Was she a mind reader? More likely she was talking to Harry and she put the clues together. She was just like that. That was why he loved her, wait, loved her? Where did that come from? Oh god he was in deep. He just met her for goodness sakes. Grr this was getting out of hand.

Hermione stared at Charlie, and smiled lightly. Yeah, it was something. He made her stomach flutter and her face heat up, hypothetically of course. She was a grown woman; she did not blush anymore like an innocent school girl with a crush. She was far past that; she was a woman who had sexual experiences. Even though they were limited to a few guys including Viktor, Seamus, and Luis, her muggle neighbor, she still had her times with guys and knew how to keep them… very satisfied.

He picked her up off the floor and held her against his body to make sure that she could stand properly without falling. She smiled at him with thanks and let go, a blush staining her cheeks. Damn blush she thought spitefully. In a second she moved across the room and into the bathroom. Where she slammed the door and locked it with a click.

Breathing heavily, Hermione leaned her head on the door and muttered words of nonsense into the wooden door. God damnit, Charlie is about to be the brother-in-law of her best friend. This would not work out well for her in the least. On the bright side, she thought solemnly, Ginny is getting married to the only man that she ever loved.

Charlie did a double take. One moment she was in his arms and the next she was in the bathrooms slamming the door shut. SHIT! Nothing could be right for him right now. Yeah that was totally great. At least his only baby sister would be happy and married to the boy who lived; well at least part of his family could be happy. He sighed and went into the kitchen to make himself something else to eat. Yeah he was like a woman, he needed something to eat when he was depressed or other feelings that he could not control.

Hermione didn't know what time it was when she came out of the bathroom, but it was dark outside. When she walked into the kitchen and saw Charlie cooking something. It smelled delicious. Hermione came up behind him and grabbed the spoon which was resting next to the pot holder. Charlie turned around quickly and almost knocked her over, but she moved out of the way in time.

Charlie looked startled at the sight of her clothes which were rumpled, and she was leaning over the pot trying to eat some of the stew that he was making for dinner when she decided to get out of the bathroom. After all, she had been in there all day and most likely famished.

Hermione leaned over his shoulder and tasted the stew, it was divine. It was like something that Molly would cook up for the Order after a long meeting and before everyone went home. Yes, it would be one of those days where there would be no conversation because everyone was mulling everything over. Ay least the war is over… for now. There have been rumors that Lucius Malfoy was to become the new Dark Lord so the Order was still on call. The Order still kept close tabs on who was a Death Eater and who was not. You can never be too careful or as Mad Eye Moody always said, Constant Vigilance. Yeah that was what kept a lot of people alive during the war, unfortunately sometimes words are only words.

Both of them were about to sit down to dinner when Fred burst into the room.

"What's the matter Fred?" Charlie asked because of his disheveled state.

"Order…meeting...now," With that said, Fred rushed back to the floo, grabbed some power, and in a flash of green smoke, he was gone. Charlie and Hermione looked at each other. This was going to be bad. They hadn't had an emergency Order meeting since the Final Battle. This can't possibly be good.