I TOTALLY FORGOT IN LIKE THE LAST FEW SHOTS!!!

DISCLAIMER: I do not look like, impersonate, or pretend to be JK Rowling or Charlaine Harris.I also own none of their characters, I just like to mess with them :)

So I tried for a cute little sneak another book in there effect.

Sookie Stackhouse Novels are by Charlaine Harris, I personally love them! And I am much like Hermione in the whole ordeal with series ;)

ENJOY!


Annoyed.

Charlie Weasley and Hermione Weasley sat in their joint study. Charlie was filling out paperwork at his desk while Hermione sat devouring the last few pages of a book. Charlie was so immersed in his paperwork that he was a bit startled by his wife's sigh and the thud of the paperback against the small coffee table.

He looked up to see her arms crossed over her chest, and her eyebrows drawn together in thought. Upon closer inspection, he saw that there was a frown playing upon her lips, and her brown eyes were clouded in thought.

"Mione?" He began, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing is wrong per say, I am just not satisfied with the end of my book." She huffed, "Nothing was resolved! It drew more questions than answers."

"Isn't that the point of a series, love?"

"Exactly! Which is why I don't normally read series books that aren't already finished! However, your mother gave me the first one for Christmas, and I just finished the ninth one."

Charlie's eyes widened considerably at the mention of his mother. Trying to tread carefully, he asked, "Well, couldn't you just stop reading them?"

"Stop reading them? No! I am too invested in what is going to happen to do that! What if Sookie ends up with Eric after all of the things he has done! And what happened to Quinn? I mean, first she loves him, now because of his family, of all things, she refuses to date him. And don't even get me started on Bill or the 'friendly' vampire takeover of Louisiana!" She said crossly.

"I can see how annoying that could be." Charlie said amenably.

"Annoying? It is outright frustrating!" She huffed again.

"Who is the author?"

"Charlaine Harris. She lives in the States."

"I see. Do you know how to measure a wizard's skills?" He asked teasingly.

"No, how can you tell?" She asked, still rather cross.

The red headed wizard got up from behind his desk and whisked his brunette witch into his arms bridal style.

"When he can completely," He began to kiss the hollow between her neck and shoulder, "Totally," He softly kissed her underneath her jaw, "And utterly," He kissed the sensitive spot behind her ear, "Distract his wife from such annoying matters."

As it turns out, Hermione's annoyance with the book was indeed replaced by Charlie's immeasurable skills for the moment.


A few months later, Charlie was able to procure a handwritten copy of what was to be the final Sookie Stackhouse novel, it was still untitled. He presented it to Hermione who did nothing less than squeal with the excitement and freedom the manuscript brought her. She asked Charlie how he had gotten it, but he avoided the question. No one needed to know that he visited the States and interrogated Harris for the manuscript. A quick obliviate and she forgot she had even met a Weasley.

A few hours later found them both in almost the exact same situation they were in a few months earlier.

Charlie and Hermione sat in their joint study. Charlie was filling out paperwork at his desk while Hermione sat devouring the last few pages of the manuscript. Charlie was so immersed in his paperwork that he was a bit startled by his wife's sigh and the thud of the paper against the small coffee table.

"Thank you," Hermione whispered.

"Not a problem love! Did it meet your standards?" He winked.

"Yes! I am sad that Bill died, however, I am glad that Sookie found love at last and got married. Sort of like our own story, huh?" She smiled, remembering their own long journey.

"Mmm," Charlie said in agreement.

"Well, Mr. Wizard, are you too busy with that old paperwork or would you like to see how witches measure their skills?" She winked and ran out of the room.

It took Charlie but a moment to run after his wife and join her in their bedroom.