A/N: Okay so i was incredibly busy yesterday and i didn't get a chance to update, so this one is longer than usual. ENJOY!

disclaimer: i own nothing.


Back in Romania

When Hermione and Charlie arrived back at the reserve, they went to their separate quarters to get ready for their date.

After about an hour or so of stressing about what she was wearing, Hermione heard Charlie outside and knew it was time to go.

"Knock knock," Charlie said from outside Hermione's tent.

Hermione grinned and went outside, kissing him hello. Suddenly any doubts she had about her outfit were out the window and the only thing that mattered was the man in front of her. After a few minutes the kiss was rapidly turning into a snog and Charlie pulled away and rested his forehead on Hermione's.

"Okay seriously, I really want to take you out so we need to stop right now, or I will not be held accountable for my actions."

Loving the affect she had on him, Hermione giggled and agreed. They clasped hands and walked to the apparition point.

They arrived at a small romantic restaurant a few seconds later and once they were seated Hermione remembered something.

"Char, you know what I just realized?"

"What's that?"

"Today is the three year anniversary of when I first came to Romania," Hermione smiled and added, "I guess now it will be another kind of anniversary as well."

They locked eyes for a few more minutes until the waiter came over to get their order. The rest of dinner went very smoothly indeed, never running out of stuff to talk about. About ten minutes into the dinner, Hermione knew that this was meant to be when she realized that they'd basically been dating for months without actually dating. All the conversations were the same, except now they kissed on the mouth instead of the cheek or forehead.

As they walked back to their tents, Hermione voiced this thought to Charlie.

"Haven't you noticed that nothing has really changed?"

Charlie smiled and replied, "Yeah, it's kind of ridiculous that neither of us saw this coming sooner actually." Hermione returned his smile and he let go of her hand and wrapped his arm around her, holding her close.

Minutes later they had arrived outside Hermione's tent and she asked him to come in.

"Are you sure?"

Loving teasing him, Hermione pretended to look offended and said, "Now, now Charlie Weasley, just because I invited you in does not mean you're going to get any action tonight."

Charlie would probably have gone red if it was any other girl, but instead he just smiled and kissed her then he let her pull him by hand inside.

After an hour or so of lying together on her couch, Hermione thought about the day when she realized how strong the feelings she felt for him were and asked, "how many kids do you want? I know you came from a big family, is that what you would want?"

As if she felt Charlie's body jump at the question she quickly added while chuckling slightly, "I'm just curious, don't worry I'm not asking you to father my babies after our first official date."

Charlie smiled and realized that he probably wouldn't mind fathering her babies at any point in time.

"Honestly? The older I get the more kids I want," Charlie answered as he started running his hand up and down her arm, "All this work with dragons pays really well and I know that I could afford a large family and I don't think I would want my kids to grow up without the same crazy family feeling that I had," Charlie smiled while remembering the way he grew up and asked Hermione the same question. "What about you?"

Hermione smiled at his answer, it was exactly what she hoped for. "Well I'm an only child and I've always been sort of jealous of anyone who has a lot of siblings, so I guess my answer would be much the same."

They shared a smile for a second and suddenly they were really into a deep snog. As they manoeuvred themselves away from the couch and onto Hermione's bed, Charlie's shirt came off and they showed no signs of stopping.

As things heated up, Hermione's shirt had been lost as well and she was now working on Charlie's pants.

"Okay Mi," Charlie panted, "I want this more than you can possibly believe but I don't want to do anything unless you're sure."

Hermione smiled, "I am sure, but maybe we should take it easy for tonight."

Charlie nodded and started pulling away a bit.

"Where do you think you're going?" Hermione grinned.

"Well I just thought…"

Pulling him back towards her and onto the bed, Hermione said in a sultry voice, "Just because we're not having sex tonight does not mean I can't learn the other parts of my sexual nature as you so affably described it."

"Oh," Charlie and Hermione shared a smile, and he continued what he had been doing before.

The next morning

Hermione woke up on something hard, yet soft. As the memories of the night before flooded in she realized that she was sleeping literally on top of Charlie. Her face pressed against his chest as it moved up and down with each breath. Smiling jovially to herself, she decided to do an encore of last night and wake him up the right way.

She started kissing her way down his chest, realizing that the only thing really separating them from being totally naked was his briefs and her thong and smiled when she reached her destination.

A few seconds later Charlie opened his eyes wide and smiled at Hermione's actions.

"You really are a natural," Charlie grinned as he barely got the words out.

Hermione crawled back up towards his face and whispered, "Shush," Then she went back to work.

Later that day they received notice that they would be getting a particularly ferocious Horntail delivered the following morning and both could barely contain their excitement. That day had also brought George and Angelina's wedding invitation for May of that year which meant another trip to the Burrow.

That night they decided to go dancing at the local bar with the other keepers, who were all relieved by the fact that Charlie and Hermione had finally admitted what their relationship really was. After a night of very serious dirty dancing on the floor, to the point where they almost got kicked out of the pub, they decided it was time to leave. When they arrived back at camp, they spent another semi-innocent night together and woke up early the next morning to get ready for the Horntail.

In the late morning, just when Charlie thought he couldn't be more attracted to Hermione, he saw her working beautifully with one of the most temperamental dragons he'd ever encountered. The entire time they were trying to get the dragon into the reserve they kept catching eyes and then working even harder on the dragon.

Once they were finished they went back to their tents to clean up and then met up for dinner that night. After dinner they went back to Charlie's tent, which was a bit bigger than Hermione's, and started reading a book together. Another thing they shared was that Charlie was surprisingly well-read for a dragon trainer. Having free time with not tons to do on the reserve had made him more interested in the written word than he ever thought possible during his time at Hogwarts, but it seemed to be a thing Hermione really loved about him.

That night they fell asleep in each others arms, the book lay open on Hermione's chest, unfinished.

Over the next few weeks their relationship continued to flourish although they had not slept together. Instead they seemed to be growing more emotionally in tune with each other and never spent a night apart. A few days before they had to leave for the Burrow for George's wedding, they were heading back to Hermione's tent when Hermione stopped and turned to face him.

"Charlie, I think that we're ready for the next step."

Charlie nodded and said, "Are you sure?"

"Charlie, baby, I'm going to be 25 in like four months and the only reason I've never had sex is because before now I'd never been in love. I just know that with you I'm safe and that this absolutely could not be a mistake."

Not needing anymore encouragement, they made their way inside the tent and spent the entire night showing each other their passion.

The next morning

"How the hell are we going to work today?" Charlie smiled as he wrapped his arms around Hermione who was lying on his chest.

"I have no idea," Hermione replied, giggling, "Isn't the first rule of dragon keeping not to do it tired?"

"Yeah well we wouldn't BE tired if you weren't such a crazy sex goddess," smiling Charlie leaned down to kiss her head.

Hermione chuckled and started kissing his chest.

"Again?"

"Come on we have some time before we have to get out of bed, this will wake you up," Hermione said seductively.

Charlie smiled again, loving the beast he'd unlocked within her, "Well you don't really have to tell me twice."

A few days later Charlie woke before Hermione and watched her sleep for a few minutes until he realized the time and that they were going to miss their portkey for George's wedding if they didn't hurry up.

After rushing around for a few minutes getting his things together while Hermione had a shower, (she had packed the night before), they were off to the Burrow once again.

When they arrived in the backyard they made their way into the house holding hands, prepared for the teasing that would inevitably be coming their way. They gave each other one last private kiss for support and opened the back door.

Inside, the house was surprisingly calm. Angelina and Mrs. Weasley had planned the wedding so extensively that there wasn't much to be done but get married the next day so the family decided to just spend some time together.

While Teddy, Victoire, and Dominique played in the yard being supervised by Ron and Bill, the rest of the men were outside talking about Quidditch while the women were sitting around the kitchen table gossiping about all the goings-on in the wizarding world. Hermione was a bit surprised to learn how much she'd missed.

Ginny was heading upstairs to her bedroom where her and Harry were staying and motioned for Hermione to follow, so she did.

Once they arrived at the top of the stairs Ginny was as giddy as a school girl when she pulled Hermione into her room and closed the door behind them.

"Okay, tell me everything, now."

Hermione laughed at Ginny's bluntness, and decided to indulge in a little girl talk, but not without a little teasing first, "Okay you know we're talking about your brother right?"

"I'm going to chose not to care about that part right now; I just want to know that my little Hermione has finally done the deed!" Ginny was smiling proudly as Hermione blushed.

"Fine, if you must know, yes," Hermione said tentatively then added, "It actually only happened a few days ago though, despite how long we've been together."

Ginny giggled gleefully and asked for details of how their first dates went and all the other things that a young girl wants to know about her best friend.

As Hermione told Ginny about their first few dates and how they'd started sleeping together, though without sex, right away because it just felt so right to be together, Ginny got happier and happier.

"I don't know what it is Gin," Hermione then smiled, "It's like a whole new part of me woke up when I fell in love with him. He just makes me feel so good in my skin- like I could do anything."

"That is how it should feel," Ginny replied thoughtfully after a few minutes.

Hermione blushed again and asked, "Okay so how are you? You're the one that looks ready to pop and we've barely even talked about it."

Ginny went through the details of her pregnancy- including being due very close to Harry's birthday- and then hesitated a few moments before saying something else. Hermione picked up on this and asked, "What is it Gin?"

"Okay, well Harry and I were going to ask you together, but since we're talking about it," Ginny smiled at her friend and took her hand, "We want you to be godmother of our children."

Hermione smiled and felt tears in her eyes, "Oh Gin, that's wonderful, I'm honoured."

The friends hugged and the door opened revealing Harry.

"So you asked her without me huh?" Harry teased after seeing the tears on Hermione's and Ginny's faces.

Hermione laughed and walked over to give him a hug.

"Okay enough serious stuff, one of the biggest pranksters of all time is getting married tomorrow so we need to go downstairs and get some laughter going," Ginny said as she pulled the two out of the room.

The Burrow was full of family again. Each boy had gotten married at home, a tradition that Bill had started and seemed to continue after the war because of the value they put in family. The next morning when the wedding set up was complete; Hermione and Charlie could be found in his room upstairs still in bed after staying up late and sleeping in.

A knock at the door woke them up and Ron called in.

"Hey guys, it's time to get up it's already noon and the wedding is in a couple of hours," Ron said, barely opening the door to ensure that he wouldn't see anything he'd later regret.

Charlie and Hermione agreed and got out of bed then raced for the shower. Charlie beat Hermione but let her go first anyway considering it took her longer to get ready.

The ceremony was lovely. Most of the family was sitting in the audience this time as George had opted to put a large photo of Fred, that wouldn't stop smiling and winking, at the front to serve as best man instead of asking another brother. This wedding was also smaller than the rest- only family and very close friends were invited so it was an intimate affair.

Afterwards everyone was celebrating so Charlie and Hermione took the opportunity to sneak inside. After an hour or so of messing around upstairs they got ready to face the public again and were immediately questioned by Ginny as to their whereabouts. Both flushed red and Ginny backed off, clearly having the affect she'd been going after...