A/N: I'm so sorry... I've tried to write this chapter about a dozen times. But here's the final draft. I hope you like it! R&R? Much Love- Bookworm


It was a little strange, working without Charlie, but they had been right. Working separately helped them to focus on whatever they were doing in that moment. Working with Will was nice though, he was pretty quiet while they worked, and Hermione liked that. Both of them were more attentive to what was going on when they weren't talking.

It had only been a week since Charlie and Hermione had decided to pursue their relationship once again, and it was still evident that Charlie was unsure about it. This is what brought them to having an argument once again in Charlie's cabin.

"Charlie, how many times do I have to tell you that I'm not leaving?" She sighed, holding his face between her hands.

"But-" And she cut him off with a chaste kiss. She pulled away and looked into his eyes, he still looked conflicted, and she let out a small sigh.

"Charlie…" She said, and he placed his hands on her hips. "I don't want anyone but you." She finally said, and he nodded slightly, doubt still lingering in his eyes. "I mean it." She said, kissing his scarred cheek lightly.

"Really?" He asked softly, and she smiled.

"Yes, really." She replied, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Charlie, I love you." She said, and as soon as the words left her mouth, she saw a fire erupt in his eyes. He pulled her closer to him, and bent his head just a little to kiss her.

"Hermione I love you too." He whispered when they broke apart, and she smiled, leaning her forehead against his. She looked into his eyes for a moment before taking a step back and grabbing his hands gently.

"Hermione, what-" But his sentence was cut short when she started to pull him to his room. His mouth fell open, and she just smiled at him sweetly. She closed the door behind them and gently pushed him onto the bed, where he sat down. She gently placed herself on his lap, one leg on each side of his hips.

"Hermione…" He groaned, closing his eyes. When he opened them, she had a deep blush in her cheeks. He grazed one cheek with his thumb before kissing her jawline, making her sigh softly. His lips met hers once more, and he fell back onto the bed, his feet still resting on the ground. Hermione let out a breathy laugh and kissed his neck gently.

"Hermione… Are you sure about this?" Charlie asked, and she nodded.

"Yes Charlie." She said, and that was all he needed to continue with the task at hand.

"I love you." Charlie said sleepily. He had one arm behind Hermione's neck, and the other dropped lazily over her waist.

"I love you too." She replied with a chuckle, kissing his cheek. "Now go to sleep." She said. "We have work in the morning."

Charlie nodded, and with a deep breath he closed his eyes. Just moments later, Hermione heard his breathing even out. She smiled and closed her own eyes, sleep overcoming her in just a matter of minutes.

"Oi! Both you, get up!" Hermione woke with a start, as the blanket was ripped off of them. She let out a small squeak, as she wasn't wearing any clothes. Charlie let out a low growl in his chest and yanked the blanket back from James, throwing it over Hermione. He stood up, not even phasing him that he was unclothed, and began to pull on some clothes.

"You gonna say why you barged in?" Charlie asked James, sounding irritated.

"They're hatching." James stated, before turning and leaving the room. Hermione jumped out of bed. The dragons hatching was a big deal. They needed to be fed immediately, some would need medical attention, and some would be absolutely fine, but all the keepers needed to be there to make sure it went as smooth as possible. They both dressed quickly and practically ran out of the cabin.

Hermione was shocked to see that it was still dark outside, and she eyed her watch, it had only been a couple hours since she and Charlie had fallen asleep. It was then she realized how tired she was, and she let out a large yawn. She walked beside Charlie until they got to the enclosure that held the nests, where she broke off and went to stand next to Will.

"Where have you been?" He hissed, grabbing her arm and pulling her closer to the door of the enclosure. They had spoken about this, Will had never had a dragon imprint on him, and he desperately wanted to be one of the first into the enclosure so that one would choose him.

"I'm sorry." She said, and she really was. She knew that he wouldn't go in without her. "I was with Charlie." She said, and she felt herself blush. Will glanced at her, and seeing her cheeks, he seemed to understand what that mean.

"Oh." He sounded surprised, and Hermione just shrugged. "Well… Who woke you lot up?" HE asked her, suddenly curious.

"James." She stated, letting out a sigh. "Who now has the pleasure of having seen me naked." She said, focusing her gaze on the moving eggs. Will let out a laugh and she elbowed him in the ribs.

"Sorry." He gasped through his laughter. "That's just too funny." He said, and Hermione glared at him.

"Don't let Charlie hear that." She warned, and Will immediately looked over his shoulder at the redhead standing a few feet away from him. He turned back to Hermione, his face now serious.

"I'm sorry." He said earnestly, and Hermione nodded, accepting.

"'Ere's the firs' one!" Hermione heard Eric boom out of the voices that were surrounding the enclosure, and it immediately went silent. Will and Hermione slowly moved up to the glass to get a better look, there was a small dragon just them kicking a part off the shell it was in.

"Look at him." Hermione sighed, the dragon was a nice green color, and looked extremely healthy, with a little smoke rising around it. Just like that, dragons began to hatch all around the enclosure, and the keepers began to make their way into the enclosure, searching for dragons that would need their assistance.

Hermione heard Will from a few meters away.

"Hermione, here. This is her." She heard him say, and she made her way to where he was standing. She looked down into the bush he was peering at, and saw an extremely small egg.

"Will.. I don't think she's going to make it." She said gently. The last thing they needed was for a dragon to imprint on Will only to have it die.

"She is. Just wait." Will said stubbornly, and she sighed before kneeling down next to him. She may think he was wrong, but she wasn't going to let him go through it alone. "Now." He said after a few minutes, and indeed the egg began to crack. Hermione sucked in a breath, thinking privately to herself that even if it managed to break the egg, it doesn't mean it will survive for very long. Will went to reach for the egg, but something told Hermione that wasn't a good idea, so she grabbed his arm.

"Wait." She said, when he shot her an angry look. He studied her for a moment before nodding and letting his hand fall. And she had been right. Soon enough, the egg became a ball of fire, and when it died out, there sat a brightly colored dragon.

"Woah." She heard Will breath out, and she had to agree that the dragon was breathtaking. She pulled out their record sheet, and started to write down facts.

"What kind of Dragon is she?" Hermione asked when she got to that square on the paper, and Will gave her a disbelieving look.

"Seriously?" He asked, and she shrugged, she didn't know what a lot of dragons looked like as babies. "Hermione, you have a tattoo of one." He said, staring at where her tattoo rested on her collarbone.

"Oh." She breathed out, turning to admire the dragon again. "I didn't meet mine when he was a baby.." She whispered, and Will chuckled as the dragon stumbled over to him. "Are they usually this small?" She asked, and Will suddenly looked nervous.

"Well.. no." He said, biting his lip. He looked up at Hermione, and she could tell he was scared.

"Go get her some food. It'll help her imprint on you." She encouraged him, and he nodded with enthusiasm before jogging over to the buckets of food. Hermione turned back to the dragon, who was trying to stand on her wobbly legs.

"Don't you dare go and die. He's been waiting too long for you." She whispered furiously to the small dragon. She tilted her head, and Hermione eyed her. She relaxed when Will came back, offering a handful of ground meat to the small dragon. She ate happily, then climbed onto Will's arm, who was frozen, gazing at the dragon. Hermione smiled, and looked around the enclosure. She caught Charlie's eyes, and he grinned at her. She smiled back. He really was beautiful, she thought, admiring how he was now holding a dragon with a bad wing in his arms.

"Yep… that's her." Hermione said, turning her attention back to Will, who grinned and nodded his head as the small dragon curled onto his shoulder.

It was a long day, with everyone having been up since the middle of the night. Hermione stumbled into the cantina for dinner, thoroughly exhausted and ready to settle in for the night. She grabbed some food and headed to a table, She knew that Will, James, and Charlie were all going to watch after the newborns for a while, so she was left to herself for dinner. She sat down at a table next to Jessie, who was speaking excited and rapidly.

"It was bloody mad, the dragon almost… well it kind of exploded, I guess is how I hear it. And suddenly you hear some shouts, I ran up and Eric and Hermione were sitting next to him. He was all burned, she was a little too, but she was easy enough to heal up. She had a hard time letting anyone get to him though, and she stayed right next to him while we took him to the infirmary. Took them days to get him all healed up and awake." She listened as he spoke, and felt her throat constrict when she realized what he was talking about. She looked up, and saw that I was a healer that he was speaking to. Obviously a new healer, as she looked extremely pale just from the story.

"And he still works here?" She asked, and Hermione decided to make it known that she was a the table.

"Of course he does. You don't quit just because of a little burn." She said, eyeing Jessie, who looked embarrassed.

"Sorry Hermione, didn't see you there." He muttered, and she let out a sigh.

"It's fine… you got the details right." She said, and he looked elated at that little bit of acknowledgement.

"Why did you save him when you could have gotten hurt?" The medi witch suddenly asked, and every tamer around the table looked at her in shock.

"You'll get injuries in pairs more often than not." Hermione stated after quickly recovering from the shock of hearing such a question. "Seeing as we work in pairs." She stated, and the medi witch just looked at her.

"Right, but you could have gotten out of their quicker if you didn't take him. Could have avoided injury all together." She said, sounding slightly confused.

"Listen. You'll learn something fast here. It's not all about you. It's about the dragons, it's about your partners, and it's about looking out for each other. I saved him because there was no way in hell I was just going to let him burn, and I would do the same for anyone on this reserve. Everyone here is family, and if you save someone, it's worth getting just as hurt. The other healers know that, and it's something you will see every day, so get used to it." Hermione stated, and all around her other tamers were nodding their agreement. The young healer swallowed a lump in her throat and nodded.

"It doesn't help that she would die for him, since he's her boyfriend." Jessie said nonchalantly, biting into his food. The healer went pale and looked at Hermione, who grinned at her.

"I'm so sorry I said anything." She said, and Hermione shrugged.

"You're new, It'll take some time for you to get used to everything." She said, and the girl nodded a little before going back to her meal. Hermione looked down at her food and smiled, they were really just one big family, she thought as she ate.

Her thoughts were interrupted however, by Will, who came running up to her, panting heavily. He gripped his side and looked panicked at Hermione.

"Will? Is everything okay?" She asked, and he shook his head. "Are you hurt?" She asked, sounding frantic, and he shook his head. Her eyes flashed when she spoke next. "Charlie?" She asked, and he nodded, his breath finally catching up to him.

She stood up and grabbed his shirt, standing with their faces almost touching. "Bloody hell Will, tell me what happened." She said through her teeth, and he nodded.

"Molly fire-called, and she saw his scars. Says she's coming in the morning." He said, and she suddenly understood his panic. Molly coming to take care of Charlie meant he would be distracted, that she was going to stay for a while since he had been hurt, that she would try to get him to leave. They walked together back to Charlie's cabin, and entered without knocking.

"Charlie?" Hermione asked, touching his shoulder. He was sitting at the kitchen table, his head in his hands.

"She's going to try to get me to leave." He said softly, and Hermione nodded.

"I know." She said, sitting with him. "Do you want to?" She asked, and he looked up at her before shaking his head.

"No." He said, and she kissed his cheek.

"Well then don't" She stated simply, and he smiled.

"You know it's never that easy with mum." He said, and she let out a sigh.

"I know."