A/N: Here's another installment, i hope you all enjoy it, please read and review!!!
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The Next Morning
The entire Weasley family and guests were in the kitchen eating breakfast the morning after the wedding.
"Okay kids, I'm off to work," Arthur said as he stood up from the table and kissed Molly goodbye.
They all said their goodbyes to Mr. Weasley and watched him apparate to the Ministry. Once he left the conversations went back to their usual volume while Charlie and Hermione talked quietly at one end of the table. Charlie finally nodded in to agree with something and they looked up from their own world to find the rest of the family looking curiously in their direction.
"Okay guys, I'm sorry to tell you this but Hermione and I are going to leave for Romania later today."
"WHAT?!" Ginny was the first to respond, "I thought you were going to stay for the week!" Ginny complained, "Hermione we haven't even gotten a chance to really hangout yet."
Molly stayed quiet and smiled to herself; she knew exactly why they were leaving early. The night before she had gotten up to use the bathroom and heard voices in Charlie's room. She didn't want to intrude, but she couldn't help herself so she listened at the door for a few minutes.
Flashback, the night before
Charlie was lying in bed completely awake, hours after turning off the lights. He heard Hermione roll over a few times and knew she was awake too and finally couldn't take it anymore.
"Mi?" he questioned quietly, in case he was wrong.
"Are you still up too?" Hermione said in a voice he could tell had a grin behind it. Charlie smiled, thankful he hadn't been alone in the battle with his thoughts.
"Yup," Charlie rolled over and stood up and sat on her bed, "move over, I want in."
Hermione giggled, "I'm not that easy Mr. Weasley."
Charlie went a bit red at her insinuation, he had meant just to talk; they had slept in the same bed before- just as friends.
Once she had stopped laughing at Charlie's embarrassment, Hermione moved over and Charlie moved in next to her.
"You better hope your mum doesn't catch us like this. We won't even get time to explain before we're chopped into little bits," Hermione mused.
"Mi, you're 24 and I'm 32, I think it's a bit late to be trying to protect us from having sex," Charlie joked back.
Hermione's laughter died off and she grew semi-serious for a second, considering whether she should tell him or not. After a few minutes of silence she decided there was no harm in telling him the truth and responded, "Well maybe you Charlie, but I am as pure as the day I was born."
Charlie was surprised, "What? Really?"
"Well maybe not quite as pure as then, but I am a virgin," Hermione chuckled a bit with a hint of sadness.
"Okay you're going to have to explain to me how a girl who was in a relationship for two years, living with a guy, and is as sexy as you are hasn't had sex," Charlie said this playfully the curiosity in his voice was evident.
"I wasn't in love with Ron, Charlie," Hermione said quietly after a couple seconds, "And after that my life changed so much I never really got any opportunity and I didn't really want to waste myself on meaningless guys."
"No that totally makes sense, I'm just surprised I guess" a brief pause then Charlie questioned quietly, "but you've done other stuff right?"
"Do you seriously want me to go into detail about the sexual explorations I may or may not have taken part in with your littlest brother?" Hermione giggled, loving the reaction she got from Charlie.
"Okay," Charlie grimaced, "let's just forget for a second that it's my brother we're talking about. What have you done?"
"Honestly? Next to a fairly heated snog once or twice I am relatively inexperienced," she responded, suddenly feeling very self conscious, "is that a bad thing?"
Charlie felt her insecurity, "Mi, you have no idea how not bad at all that is, if anything it just makes you sexier because you're already so sexy without even scratching the surface of that part of your nature. However I am very relieved to hear that you and –him- didn't do much." Charlie was thankful it was dark, if not she'd be able to see just how red he was.
"Oh yeah?" Hermione teased and poked his chest, "And why is that?"
"Well it's simple really," Charlie leaned over her, with a confidence he didn't know was in him, "if you had done a lot of stuff with him, I would feel at least a little bit weird about being totally completely into you and doing this."
Hermione barely had a chance to smile and react before Charlie leaned down and kissed her, passion erupting like a fireball between them. Hermione quickly reacted and grabbed his head, running her fingers through his hair that had been teasing her for months. This was the part of Charlie's nature that she loved; he wasn't scared of going after something he really wanted, not shy like a little boy but confident like a man.
After a heavy few minutes they released each other and Charlie rested his forehead on Hermione's forehead. Both breathing rather deeply, with silly grins on their faces they opened their eyes and met each others.
Charlie moved down and rested his head on her chest while they caught their breath and continued their conversation.
"Okay, now that you know all of my history I want to know yours; especially if we're heading down this road," Hermione started the conversation again as she continued to run her hands through his hair.
"And what road would that be Miss. Granger?" Charlie said playfully as he started kissing her neck.
Hermione's response was to lean his face up and kiss him passionately but briefly.
"Ah, the road of love, I see now," Charlie grinned and kissed her forehead. "Okay, you want to know my 'number'?" Hermione nodded. "Three."
"Aren't you 32?" Hermione didn't want to make fun, but it was peculiar that a sexy hot dragon tamer of 32 could only have slept with three people.
"Ouch," Charlie grinned, knowing that Hermione hadn't meant any offense but wanting to give her a hard time anyways, "Well my first was a relationship that lasted about four years before we figured out we weren't right for each other and then I got so into work I forgot about the other stuff for awhile and then when I was about 27 there was a girl who I sort of just… you know… every couple weeks- not really a relationship or anything, but we just sort of took care of each others needs for about 10 months, and then sadly I did the male thing of having a one night stand once when I turned 30 and was depressed about being single at 30. I always imagined that I'd be married with a bunch of kids by then."
Hermione had a small smile on her face, she felt less bad about her lack of experiences now. Charlie took her face in his hand and continued.
"Honestly Mi, I'm not usually the type of person that can't get a girl out of my head or falls totally and completely, but you are changing me," Charlie looked her in the eye now, and she knew he was sincere. "I don't even know when it happened, one day I was totally happy being single forever and then you walked into my life."
"I know what you mean," whispered Hermione, "I have to admit that I may have seen myself with a Weasley when I was young, but I certainly didn't imagine the life I have now. You are just everything I've ever wanted and needed, I don't really understand how that could even happen without me being aware."
"Oh yes, you're usually so on top of things," Charlie mused, making a laugh come from Hermione, then his face then grew more serious, "But Mi, you need to know that I'm serious about this. I'm all in."
After a few seconds of realization Hermione replied "That's really great news because I think I was all in a long time ago," and smiled.
"I am totally in love with you," Charlie said quietly as her kissed her temple, "I'm literally trying to decide if I love you or dragons more right now. That's a big deal."
Hermione laughed and said playfully, "speaking of being on top of things," and somehow managed to move them around so that she was now straddling Charlie. She bent down to kiss him and stopped briefly before his lips and looked at his eyes.
"I am totally in love with you Charlie."
They moved together more passionately than before, finally stopping when they realized if they didn't they'd end up consummating their relationship right there.
Charlie wrapped his arms around Hermione and whispered, "Tomorrow we should go back to Romania so I can take you out for real. We need to get started on our life together Mi, we've waited long enough." He kissed her shoulder and she turned towards him.
"That sounds good to me," Hermione gave him one last kiss and they fell asleep, still tangled in each other and happier than they'd ever been.
End of Flashback
"Sorry Gin, Charlie and I just started talking last night and we realized how much stuff there is to be done back in Romania," Hermione pleaded, she wasn't lying- not really.
Ginny wasn't happy but accepted the news and breakfast was finished soon after. Everyone was around the house; Charlie was upstairs getting their stuff ready to go when Hermione wandered into the kitchen looking for Molly.
"Mrs. Weasley thanks for letting me stay here again, and thank you for the talk last night, it definitely brought some realizations into my life."
Molly smiled and hugged Hermione, "You're welcome here anytime Hermione, no matter what happens."
"Thanks again," Hermione smiled and went to leave when Charlie came down the stairs, not seeing his mother and picked Hermione up and spun her around.
For a second the two were so into each other that Molly had to clear her throat to get them to stop.
"Oh," Charlie went a bit red as he put Hermione down, "hey Mum."
They both stayed quiet for a couple seconds, looking at the grin on his mother's face and then Charlie reluctantly added, "Okay so we got together last night and yes we are totally in love and serious, but can you at least wait until we leave to spread the news? We want to get out of here in one piece!"
Of course she'd already known the truth, but she was glad to hear it from Charlie, and first!
She gave them both hugs and kisses on the cheek and promised to keep her lips sealed until after they left.
