Hermione is about 24ish weeks along by this chapter.

I am glad so many of you are really enjoying this story!

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On a more sad note, I have just completed the last actual chapter of this fic today… Just to warn you. There will be a total of 20 chapters when you include the Epilogue (yes I wrote the last chapter, but I still feel like you all deserve to catch a glimpse of the future!)

Chapter 14: Granger Danger?

Charlie and Hermione sat in the local diner enjoying some breakfast and each other's company. Hermione's plate was piled high with eggs, bacon, sausage, and potatoes. Charlie stared at her.

Feeling like someone was watching her, Hermione looked up. "What?" She questioned.

"I've never seen a bird eat so much." He commented.

Glaring at the man across from her, Hermione could feel her anger level rise. "Charles Weasley! You know as well as I do that I am eating for three! Not one, not two, but three! And I would appreciate it if you would keep your comments to yourself." She scolded before grabbing her jacket and purse and walking out of the diner.

Hermione couldn't believe Charlie would say such a thing. She wasn't paying attention to where she was walking, and as a result, ran into someone. Before she could tumble to the ground, a pair of strong arms caught her.

"Easy there Miss Granger, it would be bad if you were to fall." Liam said looking into the witches chocolate brown eyes.

"Well, thank you Mr. Johnson for catching me." Hermione replied.

"Where's Charlie at? It seems you two are always together." He commented, looking around.

Frowning, Hermione sighed, "Oh, that prat? I don't know, and honestly I don't care."

"What did he do now?" Liam asked.

"He was being a right fowl git! And I didn't even get to finish my breakfast." She exclaimed.

"Calm down. Now, how much time do you have before you need to be at the office?"

"Awhile."

"Come with me and I will get you some breakfast." Liam said while holding out his arm for Hermione to take.

Hermione linked her arm into Liam's and walked with him to his small house which was located not far from the reserve and her office.

"I only have cereal, I hope that's okay. I know it's not a big English breakfast that you are used to, but it's enough for us Americans." Liam said while handing her a bowl and a red cereal box.

"Cap 'n Crunch?" Hermione questioned looking at the cartoon man on the box.

Liam chuckled, "It's a reminder of home." He answered.

Hermione shrugged and added some milk to her cereal.

"So, are you going to tell me why you are mad at Charlie?" Liam questioned while sitting down across from her.

Shoveling a large bite of Cap'n Crunch into her mouth, Hermione tried to avoid his stare. "He commented on how much I eat." She said quietly.

Liam tried his best to not chuckle at her admission. "Well, he is wrong. You have two other's to worry about than just you." He said, not wanting to upset the witch any further.

Hermione smiled and finished eating her cereal.

"My I escort you, Miss Granger, to work?" Liam asked in a (really awful) fake British accent.

Laughing, Hermione nodded her head and walked out the front door with the American.

-.-

Charlie watched as Hermione stormed out of the diner. He regretted it as soon as he said it. But what was done, was done, and Charlie just had to wait for Hermione to cool down. He finished his breakfast and left the diner to go to work. On his way to the reserve, Charlie saw Hermione's familiar waddle ahead of him. He took a deep breath and was about to call out to her, when he saw she wasn't alone. Her arm was linked with Liam's. Liam, his so called best mate. He could tell the direction they were coming from that they had just left his house.

Making a sharp left, Charlie sprinted the rest of the way to work. He couldn't believe what he saw. Did that mean Hermione and Liam were together?

No, she would have told Charlie.

This caused Charlie to question why he was feeling this. He didn't want to call it jealousy, then that would mean that he has feelings for Hermione. And he didn't have feelings for his littlest brother's best friend. Did he?

Shaking the thoughts from his head, Charlie suited up and went to get Marlene ready to be transferred.

-.-

Hermione was walking next to Liam when they heard a loud commotion coming from the dragon reserve. The two exchanged a glance, and started off towards the noise.

She walked as fast as she could to the dragon pins, just as she got there she saw a stretcher being levitated by a MediWitch. Hermione saw a familiar flash of bright red hair on the stretcher.

At that second, nothing else mattered. She knew that was Charlie. Charlie, who had gotten himself hurt. Hermione could feel the tears stinging her eyes. Rushing up to the MediWitch, she tried to get her attention- but failed. Looking down at the lump on the stretcher, Hermione could help but gasp. It was Charlie alright, but it looked nothing like him. Blood was almost pouring out of his skin, he had so many gashes. She could see from the exposed skin, what little there was showing, that it was burned. Hermione could also smell the burnt flesh- a scent that was causing her to almost lose her breakfast.

Hermione followed them into the Clinic, thanking Merlin that it was so close to the reserve. Using her logic, Hermione figured this was why the Clinic was so close. Incase accidents like this happen.

Walking in, Hermione saw Jill rush over to the MediWitch and pull out her wand and helped place Charlie on one of the open cots.

Looking up, Jill saw Hermione watching the scene unfold. She waved her wand and put up a partition, so the young pregnant witch wouldn't have to see.

Once the partition was conjured, Hermione started pacing. Something didn't make sense. Charlie was one of the most careful dragon wranglers she knew. He was usually so cautious around the dragons. Sure he got injured once in a while, but never this bad. Never bad enough he had to be carried out on a stretcher. He usually could just walk himself into the clinic- that is if he needed it.

Hearing the door open, Hermione looked up to see Liam standing in the door way. Without thinking, She walked over to him and wrapped her arms around his chest, burying her face in his grey t-shirt, and let the tears she had been holding back out. Liam put his arms around her and let her cry into his shirt.

He knew Charlie was the one behind the partition. He knew that for some reason, his best friend was distracted and didn't see Marlene start to let her anger out on him.

What Liam didn't know was why Charlie was distracted. Why had he let his guard down?

Finally pulling away, Hermione took a seat on one of the cushioned chairs set there for this purpose. Liam of course took the one next to her.

"Have they said anything yet?" He asked with a raspy voice. Almost as if he was trying to hold back tears. After all, he considered Charlie a brother since he was so far away from home.

Shaking her head, Hermione looked down at her hands that were placed in her lap. She had never thought about what she would do if she lost Charlie before. Over these past few weeks, Hermione hadn't realized how close she had gotten to Charlie. He was like her brother.

Except he wasn't like her brother. If he were like her brother, why would her stomach do flips every time she saw him smile? Why would her pulse quicken at the slightest touch from the second eldest Weasley?

Could Hermione Granger be falling for Charlie Weasley?

She groaned and put her head in the palms of her hands.

A couple hours later full of waiting, Hermione looked up at the sound of curtains being pulled back. She saw Jill walking towards the two friends.

"He's stable," were the first words out of here mouth.

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief. "Wait, what do you mean by 'stable?'"

Jill took the chair on the other side of Hermione and took a deep breath. "That dragon did a lot of damage to Charlie. But we got him here in good time, and I was able to heal just about everything. Charlie will probably have some scarring, well more than he usually has. He hasn't woken up yet, but we are hopeful. It may take hours, days, weeks, or even months, but hopefully he will wake up. The best you can do now is spend time with him. You can come in and see him, if you want to."

Hermione nodded and tried to get out of the chair. She finally got up from the chair, with Liam's help.

"Hermione, could you also get in contact with his family? I know you and Charlie were close, and that you knew his family."

Again, Hermione nodded, although she didn't really want to talk to the Weasley's again. She followed Jill passed the curtain, and to the only occupied cot.

There was Charlie. If Hermione didn't know any better she would think he was just sleeping. He had the innocent look upon his face that appeared only in his deepest sleep. She saw Jill conjure a chair next to the cot, and Hermione sat down. Without a thought, she grabbed his hand. The temperature of his hand shocked her; it wasn't warm like usual- but cold. Hermione could feel the tear start to pool in her eyes, but refused to shed them.

Hermione wasn't sure how long she had sat there, but the next thing she knew Jill was back.

"Hermione, visiting hours are over."

Even with Jill's words, Hermione didn't even try to move. Had she really sat there all day?

"You can come back tomorrow, after work of course. And don't worry I told Mr. Hughes that you wouldn't be coming in today."

Hermione stayed seated and acted like she hadn't heard one word from Jill. Jill sighed and walked away. She knew she wouldn't be getting through to the young witch. Walking over to the reserve, Jill found Liam right away.

"Liam, I need your help. It's Hermione." That was all Jill needed to say before Liam started making his way to the clinic.

He found Hermione quickly, and stood beside her.

"Come on, Hermione. Let's get you home. Charlie will be here in the morning, and if anything changes I am sure Jill will contact you right away."

Hermione still didn't move, that is until she felt Liam's hand on her shoulder. She looked up at him and into his eyes. With that, she could tell he was worried about her.

Finally, after sitting there all day, Hermione got out of the chair next to Charlie's bed (with Liam's help again).

Putting his arm around her, Liam escorted the pregnant girl home.

I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Also I am not sure if they have Cap'n Crunch in England/Romania, but I put it in anyways.

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