A longer one, finally. This was meant to be sunny.
I was hoping that it would be a weather shift type of idea? Rainy, sad to sunny, bright, and playful...
Catch the tone change?
Without further ado,
Sunny
It was close to midnight when Charlie heard soft whimpers. Thinking it must have been animals outside or some pipes creaking, he decided to go back to sleep. He was almost asleep when he heard it again, and it was definitely whimpering, and it sounded like a girl. He realized it was coming from the room next to his.
Thinking it must have been Ginny; he got out of bed and went to her room. He opened the door and took a look, he saw his sister sleeping on her bed without any complications. He looked at the left side of the room and saw Hermione on her bed in the fetal position; no blankets were drawn over her. She was merely on top of the bed, her body wracking with shivers and whimpers.
Quickly, Charlie went up to her and tried to shake her awake, but she wasn't waking easily. She turned towards him and her body was overtaken with loud sobs. Charlie turned his head towards Ginny who had just rolled over at the sound. He quickly scooped Hermione up and walked towards the open door of Ginny's room.
"Charlie?" Ginny mumbled, "Wass goin on?"
"Nothing sis, this is all a dream." He said, hoping she wouldn't wake up, Ginny Weasley was known to send a bat-boogey your way if you woke her up.
"Mmmkay." She said and rolled over in her sleep.
Not quite thinking straight, Charlie took the still shivering witch in his arms to his bedroom. He placed her lightly on his bed and cast a silencing spell on the bedroom so that Ginny wouldn't hear Hermione.
He pulled back the blankets and pulled them over her. He noticed that she stopped shivering and seemed to be at peace. Thinking that was it, he conjured a cot on the floor and tried to sleep. On the brink of sweet unconsciousness, he heard her whimper again.
"No, no, no, not Ron," She cried, "Not Harry, no, not Charlie, not Ginny, no, not Arthur, you can't do this!" She screamed, anguished over her dreams.
Quickly, Charlie was up on the bed kneeling next to her, trying to get Hermione to wake up. "Hermione, Hermione, wake up," He said gently.
Her eyelids fluttered open and was met with the sight of his blue eyes. "What? What happened?" Hermione asked, "You're dead," she whispered.
"I assure you I am not," Charlie said, and taking her hand, traced his own cheek with it.
"Oh, it was a nightmare." Hermione muttered, and then flushed brightly realizing that her hand was still on his unshaven cheek. "Sorry," She mumbled, "I'll go back to my bed."
Thinking quickly, Charlie said, "No, it's alright, you're already settled here, and I have the cot." He started to get off the bed when he felt a small hand enclose over part of his wrist.
"Please don't." Hermione said, her brown eyes imploring him not to. "I don't… I can't sleep well ever since…" Her voice trailed off and her eyes began to water.
"Don't worry, I'll sleep with you, just gotta make sure we use the contraceptive charm." Charlie said, embracing her warmly, and repeatedly kissing her on the cheeks.
"Not like that Charles Weasley," She said laughing through her tears as she play hit him, her face a bright red.
"Oh, the boring kind of sleep, huh babe?" He winked at her and lay down. He spooned around her and whispered in her ear, "This kind of sleep is alright to, only with the right person."
Soon both were asleep, oblivious to the fading moon and rising sun. Both found solace in the other, enjoying a long needed, interrupted sleep.
Ginny Weasley walked around the Burrow searching for Hermione. She didn't think she had snored that long, but she must have fell asleep elsewhere. She checked Harry's room and almost all of her brother's rooms, the only one left was Charlie's. She opened the door quietly and almost laughed at the sight she saw.
Sunlight was pouring in through a window, basking the couple who were entwined in a very intimate position. She quietly slipped out of the room with all intentions of telling Fred and George about this new development.
