{"id":164,"date":"2011-10-05T13:16:57","date_gmt":"2011-10-05T03:16:57","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.avada-kedavra.net\/hermione\/charlie\/?p=164"},"modified":"2011-10-05T13:16:57","modified_gmt":"2011-10-05T03:16:57","slug":"ficlet-charliehermione","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.avada-kedavra.net\/hermione\/charlie\/rec\/164","title":{"rendered":"Ficlet Charlie\/Hermione"},"content":{"rendered":"

Crack!<\/em><\/p>\n

“Ow! What was that<\/em> for?” Charlie grabbed Hermione’s hands so she couldn’t slap him again and stared, cheek smarting. Her eyes were red and puffy and obviously–well, yeah, obvious because she’d hit him, but even besides that–she was upset.<\/p>\n

“If you weren’t happy with me, Charlie, you could have just told<\/em> me. I don’t need to be humiliated.<\/em> And it’s not like I don’t already know I’m atrocious.”<\/p>\n

“\u2026What?”<\/p>\n

“I saw<\/em> you. Ob<\/em>viously you. With another woman, buying underwear<\/em> and\u2026” Hermione pulled her hands free and sat down suddenly, great belly taking up half of her lap, wiping furiously at her wet cheeks. “Just. Go ahead. Tell me.”<\/p>\n

Charlie crouched in front of her. “Hermione. You saw my sister<\/em>.”<\/p>\n

“Oh, please. Brown hair, and too short for Gin, and not built like her at all. So now you think I’m stupid<\/em> as well as ugly and fat and–” she stopped, cut off when he unbuttoned her shirt to press a kiss to her belly with its pushed-out navel and taut skin.<\/p>\n

“I don’t think you’re fat, or ugly, or stupid. Polyjuice, love.”<\/p>\n

She stared. “You had your sister Polyjuice into some other woman so you could buy her underwear?<\/em> That’s–stop laughing at me!<\/em>”<\/p>\n

“Oh, baby.” Charlie tried to stop laughing, then pressed his forehead against the skin he’d just kissed and laughed some more. Finally, he lifted his head to look at her, still smiling broadly, eyes crinkled at the edges with mirth. “Sweetheart. Nothing like that. Will you let me tell you?”<\/p>\n

For a man who should look guilty and upset, he looked quite relaxed, Hermione thought. Unless he really had no reason to feel that way. She nodded slowly.<\/p>\n

Charlie slid his hand inside her blouse to rub at the spot where the baby persistently thumped, then lifted his other hand to take one of hers and stood smoothly, pulling her up from her chair. “Come with me?”<\/p>\n

“What?”<\/p>\n

“Just, come here.” He tugged her hand and pulled her to the doorway of the prepared nursery. “First, Gin was a big help in shopping for this.” He crossed to the crib and lifted out a bag, pulling free a mobile with moving, flaming dragons. “Don’t worry; the flames aren’t hot. Also, she told me to buy these–” he held up half a dozen tiny outfits. “Something about having shoulder straps that open one-handed. Plus, they’re cute as hell.”<\/p>\n

Hermione frowned. “What does that have to do with Polyjuice?”<\/p>\n

“Nothing. Then<\/em> she drank Polyjuice. Twice.”<\/p>\n

“What?”<\/p>\n

He brushed past her and into their room, where he held up a box. “This one’s for now. The other<\/em> one was supposed to be a surprise, but apparently that’s not to be. Well, you’re surprised, but early.”<\/p>\n

Hermione stared. “But.”<\/p>\n

He opened the box in his hand. “First Polyjuice is Hermione this morning.” He pulled free a pair of lacy black knickers and matching top, flowing and sheer, with lace insets. “The idea<\/em> was to be sure it would fit. Want to check? I’d love to see.”<\/p>\n

Hermione blushed. “Um. I’ll look like a wh–”<\/p>\n

“–beautiful pregnant woman that’s never been more lovely, carrying my baby around all day.”<\/p>\n

“Um.”<\/p>\n

Charlie ducked into the closet and took out another box. “And this<\/em> one is the second dose. Hermione just starting to show. I have it on good authority you’ll be about this size again when the Healers say you’re ready to fool around again, after.” He waggled his eyebrows and pulled out a bright red and black teddy and garters. “Not, course, that you’ll ever need to wear anything like this to get me hard and panting.<\/p>\n

Hermione felt her jaw drop open. “You. This. I. For. Charlie!<\/em>”<\/p>\n

He came back to stand in front of her and kissed her softly. “All right?”<\/p>\n

She put up her hand to caress the cheek she’d slapped. “Very.” She sniffled, fresh tears pooling in her eyes. “I’m sorry I–”<\/p>\n

“No worries.” Charlie lowered his voice and growled against her ear. “I rather like possessive jealous Hermione.” He moved back and held out the first outfit. “But if you wanted to \u2026make it up to me\u2026”<\/p>\n

She wiped her eyes and took the lacy items. “Charlie! These knickers are–”<\/p>\n

“Crotchless. Well yeah<\/em>. I did have an idea what it would do to me to see you in that.”<\/p>\n

“Out. I’ll change.”<\/p>\n

“Good.” Charlie went to stand outside the door. “Hurry.”<\/p>\n\n\n

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