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Hermione slipped into the bed, motioning for Charlie to join her. Things had all happened so fast, it was unreal. She felt like she was lost in some sort of dream.
"I feel the same way," Charlie murmured, climbing into bed with her. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close.
"Tomorrow's going to be a mess," she whispered softly, fear in her voice.
"I know," he replied, tightening his grip on her. "But for what's its worth, I think you've done so much, and I'm so proud of you."
Hermione turned so she could face him, their noses now inches apart. His eyes were filled with love and sincerity, a touch of sadness in them as well. "I'm proud of you Charlie."
He blushed, giving her a goofy grin. "Seriously though, I don't know what I would have done without you Charlie. You've supported me, and given me all the love that I needed."
He kissed her gently. "You know I'd do anything for you."
"I know," she replied. "And that's what I love about you." They kissed once more. "I had never expected this journey." She said softly. "After the War, I had always planned on living a normal life…"
Charlie chuckled. "Well, all the chances of a normal life have gone out the window, your highness."
Hermione rolled her eyes. "I know. But oh well, sometimes we just have to deal with the hands life gives us."
"Hermione, don't sound so down in the dumps. I know you'll be a great ruler, and it's obvious these people need you. You could unite the elves, make them a stronger nation. You know, maybe you could change the world."
Hermione looked at him, lacing her fingers with his. "Do you really think so?"
"Of course I do. You're smart and so headstrong." He gave her a soft kiss.
Pulling back, Hermione blushed once more.
Charlie grinned at her. "You know, no one is even going to recognize you when they see you."
"Have I really changed that much?"
Charlie nodded, running his fingers through her hair. "You look like an elf Hermione. A brave elf warrior. Beautiful really."
Hermione pulled him close, so their bodies were now touching. "Charlie," she whispered, looking into his eyes. "Make love to me."
Charlie's eyes widened. That's definitely what he had expected her to say. "A-Are you sure?" He asked, his throat suddenly dry.
She nodded. "I want too."
"Of course really, I wouldn't have said that unless I was absolutely sure. I just have a gut feeling," she whispered softly.
Charlie leaned down and kissed her. "If you're absolutely sure."
Hermione nodded. "Besides, it might be the last chance we get…"
He silenced her with a kiss. "Don't say things like that."
She rolled her eyes at him. "You're the one that said that earlier! But it's true. Tomorrow, you'll be helping Harry, and I'll be fighting."
"Shush," she said, placing a finger to his lips. "No more talking."
Charlie nodded, flipping them so he was now hovering over her. He captured her lips in a kiss.
The next morning, Hermione awoke feeling anxious. Today was a big day. Either the War would end, it would continue on. Butterflies formed in her stomach.
Glancing at Charlie, she saw he was sleeping peacefully. Hermione hated to wake him, but knew that she had too.
"Charlie," she said, gently waking him.
"Mmmm, five more minutes," he mumbled.
"No, Charlie, you're leaving soon. You need to wake up," she pressed a kiss to his temple.
Hermione stood, quickly entering the bathroom. Looking at her reflection, she saw Charlie was right. Her transformation into an elf was now complete. Her ears were pointed, and she could swear she was a little bit taller. Her skin had paled a bit, and her hair now looked tamer.
She quickly shrugged on her gear, fixing her sword and dagger at her hip. She would ask one of the elves for a bow. Hermione had decided it would be easier to fight with elven tools, but she would enchant them with her magic. It made the most sense.
Going back into the bedroom, she saw Charlie was sleepily pulling on his boots. He turned to her, smiling sadly at her. "I feel different," he mumbled, lacing up his boots.
Hermione nodded. "I do too."
"Do you think it has to do with last night?"
Hermione bit her lip, nodding. "Because we've completed the bond, we can now sense each other's emotions. Although we have to be thinking about the other consistently; it won't just happen without warning. I'm sure there are other benefits, but who knows."
She sat down next to him on the bed, listening to the silence.
They both knew they wouldn't see each other until it was all over.
"Charlie, I love you, so much." She said, a tear rolling down her cheek.
He turned to her, quickly wiping away the tear. "I love you too." He kissed her gently. "Don't cry. It'll be over in a few hours, and we'll see each other soon. Everything will be fine."
Hermione smiled at him. "I hope you're right."
The two finished getting ready, quickly going outside to meet up with Ron and Harry. They both looked equally nervous. Hermione pulled the two of them in for a hug. "You'll both be fine. I know you can both do this. All right?"
Harry nodded, tears streaming down his face. "Be careful," he said, giving her hand a squeeze.
Ron nodded. "Don't do anything we wouldn't do."
Hermione smiled, a small laugh escaping her lips. "Now, the three of you take care of each other, all right? No fighting each other, only the bad guys."
The three boys nodded.
"We'll see you soon?" Harry said.
Hermione nodded. "Ethriel should begin moving our forces out. Hoping, we'll arrive before the battle actually begins, but who knows." She pulled them in for a group hug. "I love you all, and I'll see you boys soon."
Harry nodded, Ron cried, and Charlie looked like he really wanted to protest. Grabbing both of their arms, Harry apparated the three of them away.
Hermione let out a shaky sigh, before going to find Ethriel. They had a battle to fight.