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Hermione jumped a foot into the air when the loud crack of thunder sounded from the bedroom. She surged to her feet and practically flew to the door, swinging on around the door jamwall to get inside.

"Charlie," she whispered, her eyes filling with tears when she caught sight of him.

The Dragon Tamer straightened up from where he was frantically throwing clothes into a bag, droplets of water falling from his hair into his eyes, causing him to blink rapidbidly at her for a moment before he launched himself across the room and into her arms.

She sobbed as his familiar warmth enveloped her. His touch was comforting and exactly what her body had been craving, she clung to him, trying to make the last week go away.

He backed her up against the wall, constantly whispering endearments in her ear as she sobbed against his shoulder. The softly spoken words only made her cry harder and only his lips suddenly covering hers silenced her.

She moaned and clutched him to her body, her nails biting into his naked shoulders as his mouth took possession of hers and her head hit the wall with a dull thud. She seemed to neither care, nor notice, instead she clutched his head to hers firmly and kissed him back with equal passion.

It was possibly the single most satisfying kiss of her life, his tongue making broad sweeps of her mouth, his lips constantly manipulating and shaping her own, his body, pressed so intimately against every curve, moving to the rhythm of the kiss and driving her to madness at the same time.

Their hearts pounded together, when he moaned so did she did and soon she was so lost to the very feel of him she didn't even notice when his hands began to tug impatiently at her robes. Somewhere she heard something tear and she was aware of him moving his hands over her body, ridding her of her clothes in under a minute.

A sharp intake of breath was the only sound in the room when he pressed his naked flesh against hers. His skin was slightly damp and bordering on cold, but she could feel the familiar burning heat beginning to rise between them. Charlie muttered something incoherent and reached down to grip behind her thighs, nibbing on her neck as he at the same time as positioneding himself between her legs.

Her loud moan echoed throughout the room when he surged forward into her. He grunted and pushed her back into the wall. She helplessly wrapped her legs around his waist and gasped as his length stretched and pulsed inside her. The pleasure bordered on pain as her brain registered that her body was nowhere near ready for this kind of invasion; that everything had happened so quickly.

"Charlie, stop." she gasped, as he made to pull back with full intentions of slamming back into her. He stopped mid-movement, pulled his head from the crook of her neck and stared into her watery eyes. She bit her lip when she saw the guilt and almost brief moment of fear flash across his eyes, as he too realised he was hurting her.

"Oh fuck, Hermione, I'm sorry," he whispered, frantically pulling back, gently guiding her legs back to the floor.

"It's okay, it was just too fast," she explained quickly, feeling him pull back even further. She hurriedly grabbed his hands when he made to step from her, bringing them up to her face, "It's okay Charlie."

"I got carried away, and. I just missed you so much. I'm so sorry." He whispered, leaninged in again to kiss her, this time much more slowly.

"It's okay. I'm okay," she whispered back between kisses. "I missed you too."

His hands found her lower back again. This time he slowly backed her toward the bed and when her legs hit the edge she sat down with a sigh. Charlie knelt between her legs and kissed the inside of her thigh before moving up to kiss her mouth again, his hands slowly caressing her hips.

She felt her body heat warm at the sheer perfection of his touch, feeling every sensation she had lost in the last fortnight rushed back to her. She shivered in anticipation as his wandering fingers made slow circles from her hips to her belly and onto her thighs. When he touched her centre she moaned into his mouth and arched her back up into him.

He smiled against her mouth as his fingers expertly manipulated her sensitive flesh, drawing familiar patterns that had her gasping and cursing into his mouth, making her desperate for more contact. When he finally settled between her legs again she was more than ready for him, her hands coaxinged him forward as she kissed him in earnest.

She cried out in pleasure as he entered her for the second time, he paused for a second and glanced up at her face, but the look of sheer pleasure she gave him soon had him moving again. They as moved one, gasping and moaning until their voices rose high into the ceiling and Hermione let out one broken cry of completion.

Charlie held her still against him as her body convulsed and shuddered, letting the waves of her pleasure push him over the edge. Hermione felt him tense and groan above her, her body clenching again at the erotic sight of her lover finding his release.

"Hermione?" he asked after an extended length of silence.

"Yes?" she hummed murmured contently, in content, snuggling further back into his arms.

"Did you really miss me?" he asked.

"More than you could ever know. That's why I had to come back so quickly,"

"You should have asked me to come. I would have been there for you," he said, not knowing how much his words hurt.

Hermione thought about telling him about Ginny. There was no good that would come out of telling him the truth. He would be unnecessarily hurt and she would do anything to protect him. Ginny had apologised, Ginny had recognised she had done the wrong thing and if the look on Mrs Weasley's face was anything to go by, Ginny would be paying for her actions for a very long time..

"What's done is done, but I'm back now," she whispered instead, vowing to tell her lover when the time was right.

"I think this little separation has been good for us," he murmured a moment later, turning her in his arms so he was smiling down at her.

"You do?" she asked, raising her eyebrowsshe raised her eyebrows,, "Because all it bought me was misery and pain. I couldn't stop thinking about you."

"That's what I mean. Being away from you has made me realise just how much I need you in my life," he explained gently,his voice was soft and warm, "I love you Hermione."

She blinked at him for a few moments, feeling her lip tremble and tears once again well in her eyes., Charlie was exactly what she had needed from the beginning., "I love you too," she whispered back, leaning in to kiss him gently, letting him roll her onto her back again.

"You know, when you first stepped in my door a few months ago, I never saw any of this happening. Thanks to you, so much has changed, is changing in fact," he said with awe, kissing her face and neck and shoulders with unhurried languor.

"For the better I hope," she smiled.

"Of course," he replied, kissing her lips with the same heat he had shown her earlier. This time she was more than ready for him.

It was early morning when Hermione finally roused, having had from the most undisturbed and peaceful sleep she had experienced in weeks. It took her several moments to register that it was still too early for her to be waking up on her own and that a loud rumbling noise had disturbed her slumber.

Charlie was awake too, looking around the room in confusion before comprehension dawned on his face and he jumped from the bed.

"Quick! get dressed!" he told her, his voice still rough from sleep as he pulled a pair of jeans from the half packed back on the floor and tugged them on over his naked hips.

Caught up by his enthusiasm, Hermione got out of bed quickly and moved to the corner of the room where her clothes still sat in a rumpled pile by the wall. She tugged on her jeans and didn't bother with a bra as she slipped her loose t-shirt over her head.

"What's going on?" she asked, her voice cracking.

"They're here!" Charlie beamed at her, and seeing she was dressed, he grabbed her hand and tugged her out the front door.

"Who's ...?" she began to ask when. Then she saw them.

Slowly working their way through the trees in almost rows of two was the horde of Hungarian Horntails.

"They're here?" she whispered, "How?"

"All thanks to you. The move was done a month early. I was out helping in the mountains when you called me," Charlie explained, practically bouncing with excitement as he wound the coil of rope and chains around his shoulder, preparing to help the rest of the Tamers who had jumped from their beds at the commotion. Delighted shouts of welcome and excitement could be heard from one end of the reserve to the other as dust filled the area and the pre-dawn morning heated lit up with sporadic bursts of flame.

"We really did it," she said in awe, dragging her eyes away from the horde to stare at her lover, her face breaking out in a matching smile.

"We really did," he agreed, stopping his preparations to pull her into a tight hug, kissing her again with heated passion, infused with excitement.

"Oi, Charlie! We thought you were drowned, instead we find you here shagging Granger!" Adrian called, racing from one end of the reserve to the other at the sight of his red headed friend.

"Sorry about that," Charlie said sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck, embarrassed by his neglectful act.

"So that's why you were naked!" Hermione announced, putting two and two together. The two men looked at her and burst out laughing. Hermione blushed but nobody seemed to notice.

"Come on you lot! These beasts aren't going to settle themselves!" They heard Phillip call from deep within the moving masses of scales.

"You ready?" Charlie asked, taking her hand and stepping off the porch.

"Always," she grinned and followed out. Hermione couldn't help thinking that in that moment she would have followed him anywhere, she was just that in love with the Dragon Tamer.

The End