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Adult ++
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Chapter Three
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Chapter Three
Dynamite. What was it and what about it had Hermione so furious? Charlie went into the kitchen and gasped at the damage he found. Merlin, but it looked like one of his dragons tore it apart! Dynamite did this?
“Shit!” Ron exclaimed looking at the kitchen. “Hermione wasn’t kidding!”
“You can say that again,” the Twins whispered together, looking at the carnage and thinking what it was going to cost them to repair, not to mention their mother’s reaction. “Mum is going to kill us.”
“Was Hermione in here when that dynamite thing did this?” Charlie asked, his voice was neutral as he fought his own temper.
“She might have been,” George answered, thinking it over. “It happened so fast. We were in the living room when she screamed at us to run…”
“And by that time the fuse thingy was nearly gone,” Fred went on. “One minute she was there and the next both she and the dynamite were in the kitchen.” He looked around, pointing out, “That’s where she must have been when it went off.”
Charlie looked over to see a small place under the table that was free of debris and soot. His anger, which had only been simmering up until this moment, cranked higher as he looked over to the three. The twins having seen their older brother upset in the past took a giant step back even before questioning his mood at all.
“That was quick thinking on her part, but that’s Hermione for you. Always out thinking…”
“Was that an insult?” Charlie asked, turning on Ron.
“No, but…”
“But what? She spoiled your fun? Have you really looked at what your fun did?” He grabbed his arm and yanked him over into the kitchen. “Look! There’s no roof! Nor, I might add, is there a floor in the room right above it! The kitchen has no wall! Did all of that escape your notice? Or were you to concerned about…what may I ask? The great gag this would have been if let’s say mum would have been in here for it?” Ron couldn’t think of a thing to say as Charlie pushed him away from him. “Stay out of the twins’ work. Clearly you aren’t cut out for it.” He turned to the twins. “And if you ever allow him…” Taking a deep breath, he added, “I will get the nearest dragon I can find and you will have to start your business from scratch.”
“It wasn’t my fault!” Ron yelled.
“You don’t say?” he asked, looking over to the youngest brother. “She told you what dynamite was, correct?” When Ron nodded, he went on, “Did you take notes?” Ron’s jaw dropped. “No notes? None? You know the same ones
that would have told you that TNT was dynamite?” Charlie was towering over him as he growled, “And if I find out that your irresponsible actions led to her being hurt…”
“Again,” he muttered only to have his brother yanking him off of his feet and pinned to the wall so fast that Ron’s eyes were bugging out.
“What do you mean by that?” Charlie demanded. “What did you do?”
Fred and George both were trying to yank him off of Ron, but it wasn’t until Fred pointed out, “He’d answer you sooner if he could breathe!” that Charlie pulled away.
“Explain,” the enraged red head snarled.
***
Hermione went over to Remus, sitting in his lap and resting her head on his shoulder.
“Charlie?” he asked quietly to which she nodded.
“Is there pain potion…”
“What did he do?” Remus demanded, only to have her roll her eyes.
“Three days of fucking will take a lot out of anyone,” she muttered. “That and an explosion, but that was Ron and the Twins.”
“An explosion?” Bill asked, joining them.
“You might want to go over to the Burrow,” she told him. “Your brothers were playing with dynamite in the house.” Remus cursed even as Bill looked at her puzzled. “I know you don’t know what it is, but most of the kitchen is now missing thanks to it. And whatever room was above the kitchen now needs a new floor.” She got up wincing as she did so. “I’m taking a long bath and/or shower with many pain potions.” She looked over to Remus.
“They’re in the bathroom.”
“Thank you,” she murmured and went on her way, saying quietly, “Ouch! Ouch…!”
***
Hermione was soaking in the bath when the door opened. Looking over she saw Charlie closing the door and watching her intently. She moved so that her head was now where her feet once were, resting her chin on the lip of the tub.
“Are you okay?” he asked as he stripped.
“As okay as ever,” she murmured. “I-I need to tell you some things.”
“You do?” he asked, tossing his shirt aside. “What?”
She opened her mouth, but found that she couldn’t say anything. How could it be that someone that looked like that fucked me? And since when had she ever wanted to lick chocolate off a man’s chest more? Merlin, he had a six pack…
“Hermione?”
Her eyes shot to his, hoping that the hot water was hiding her embarrassed scarlet face.
“You wanted to say something to me?” he asked her.
She told him weakly, “I want to taste your skin.”
“Any time you want, love,” he murmured, letting the pants drop and kicking them aside with his…
“Commando?” she breathed.
Smiling wickedly he slipped into the bathtub behind her, kissing her shoulder. “Are you sure you have nothing to ask or say?”
“Fenrir Greyback bit me,” she breathed. “I’m like Bill now…” Hermione felt him go still. “But I go into…heat.”
“Heat?” he asked. “So the reason why you fucked me like you did was because of hormones?”
“You’re my alpha,” she murmured. “I should have told you. I-I know.” Hermione left the tub, wrapping a towel around herself.
“I’m an alpha?” he pressed.
She nodded wondering where he was going with this.
“Why not fuck Bill? Or any of my other brothers?”
“Bill is an omega,” she told him. “He and I aren’t compatible.”
“But you and I are?”
Again she nodded.
Charlie jumped out of the tub and was a towering mass of muscular redheaded temper dripping on the floor and her as he spoke. “And it never occurred to you to tell me this before hand?”
“When?” she asked him. “All I knew was that you were hard, I was wet and willing to be fucked through whatever surface was the most convenient.”
“Then why didn’t you get Ron to do it?” he growled.
“Ron? Are you serious? Even if he weren’t in a relationship, he couldn’t fuck his way out of a paper bag!”
“So my family isn’t good enough for you?”
Hermione stood gaping at him a moment, turning on her heel and leaving the room. Charlie, not wanting to be left out, followed her. He had half expected her to go over to his brother or Lupin. But she went straight over to a small bedroom, tossing her towel off to the side. Nor did she demand that he fuck her. All she did was lay down with her back to him and had the nerve to ignore him. Well, he would show her!
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Three down and two to go! Thanks for reading and please, if you could take the time, review. Have a lovely day!
PLEASE READ AND REVIEW!!
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Chapter Three
Dynamite. What was it and what about it had Hermione so furious? Charlie went into the kitchen and gasped at the damage he found. Merlin, but it looked like one of his dragons tore it apart! Dynamite did this?
“Shit!” Ron exclaimed looking at the kitchen. “Hermione wasn’t kidding!”
“You can say that again,” the Twins whispered together, looking at the carnage and thinking what it was going to cost them to repair, not to mention their mother’s reaction. “Mum is going to kill us.”
“Was Hermione in here when that dynamite thing did this?” Charlie asked, his voice was neutral as he fought his own temper.
“She might have been,” George answered, thinking it over. “It happened so fast. We were in the living room when she screamed at us to run…”
“And by that time the fuse thingy was nearly gone,” Fred went on. “One minute she was there and the next both she and the dynamite were in the kitchen.” He looked around, pointing out, “That’s where she must have been when it went off.”
Charlie looked over to see a small place under the table that was free of debris and soot. His anger, which had only been simmering up until this moment, cranked higher as he looked over to the three. The twins having seen their older brother upset in the past took a giant step back even before questioning his mood at all.
“That was quick thinking on her part, but that’s Hermione for you. Always out thinking…”
“Was that an insult?” Charlie asked, turning on Ron.
“No, but…”
“But what? She spoiled your fun? Have you really looked at what your fun did?” He grabbed his arm and yanked him over into the kitchen. “Look! There’s no roof! Nor, I might add, is there a floor in the room right above it! The kitchen has no wall! Did all of that escape your notice? Or were you to concerned about…what may I ask? The great gag this would have been if let’s say mum would have been in here for it?” Ron couldn’t think of a thing to say as Charlie pushed him away from him. “Stay out of the twins’ work. Clearly you aren’t cut out for it.” He turned to the twins. “And if you ever allow him…” Taking a deep breath, he added, “I will get the nearest dragon I can find and you will have to start your business from scratch.”
“It wasn’t my fault!” Ron yelled.
“You don’t say?” he asked, looking over to the youngest brother. “She told you what dynamite was, correct?” When Ron nodded, he went on, “Did you take notes?” Ron’s jaw dropped. “No notes? None? You know the same ones
that would have told you that TNT was dynamite?” Charlie was towering over him as he growled, “And if I find out that your irresponsible actions led to her being hurt…”
“Again,” he muttered only to have his brother yanking him off of his feet and pinned to the wall so fast that Ron’s eyes were bugging out.
“What do you mean by that?” Charlie demanded. “What did you do?”
Fred and George both were trying to yank him off of Ron, but it wasn’t until Fred pointed out, “He’d answer you sooner if he could breathe!” that Charlie pulled away.
“Explain,” the enraged red head snarled.
***
Hermione went over to Remus, sitting in his lap and resting her head on his shoulder.
“Charlie?” he asked quietly to which she nodded.
“Is there pain potion…”
“What did he do?” Remus demanded, only to have her roll her eyes.
“Three days of fucking will take a lot out of anyone,” she muttered. “That and an explosion, but that was Ron and the Twins.”
“An explosion?” Bill asked, joining them.
“You might want to go over to the Burrow,” she told him. “Your brothers were playing with dynamite in the house.” Remus cursed even as Bill looked at her puzzled. “I know you don’t know what it is, but most of the kitchen is now missing thanks to it. And whatever room was above the kitchen now needs a new floor.” She got up wincing as she did so. “I’m taking a long bath and/or shower with many pain potions.” She looked over to Remus.
“They’re in the bathroom.”
“Thank you,” she murmured and went on her way, saying quietly, “Ouch! Ouch…!”
***
Hermione was soaking in the bath when the door opened. Looking over she saw Charlie closing the door and watching her intently. She moved so that her head was now where her feet once were, resting her chin on the lip of the tub.
“Are you okay?” he asked as he stripped.
“As okay as ever,” she murmured. “I-I need to tell you some things.”
“You do?” he asked, tossing his shirt aside. “What?”
She opened her mouth, but found that she couldn’t say anything. How could it be that someone that looked like that fucked me? And since when had she ever wanted to lick chocolate off a man’s chest more? Merlin, he had a six pack…
“Hermione?”
Her eyes shot to his, hoping that the hot water was hiding her embarrassed scarlet face.
“You wanted to say something to me?” he asked her.
She told him weakly, “I want to taste your skin.”
“Any time you want, love,” he murmured, letting the pants drop and kicking them aside with his…
“Commando?” she breathed.
Smiling wickedly he slipped into the bathtub behind her, kissing her shoulder. “Are you sure you have nothing to ask or say?”
“Fenrir Greyback bit me,” she breathed. “I’m like Bill now…” Hermione felt him go still. “But I go into…heat.”
“Heat?” he asked. “So the reason why you fucked me like you did was because of hormones?”
“You’re my alpha,” she murmured. “I should have told you. I-I know.” Hermione left the tub, wrapping a towel around herself.
“I’m an alpha?” he pressed.
She nodded wondering where he was going with this.
“Why not fuck Bill? Or any of my other brothers?”
“Bill is an omega,” she told him. “He and I aren’t compatible.”
“But you and I are?”
Again she nodded.
Charlie jumped out of the tub and was a towering mass of muscular redheaded temper dripping on the floor and her as he spoke. “And it never occurred to you to tell me this before hand?”
“When?” she asked him. “All I knew was that you were hard, I was wet and willing to be fucked through whatever surface was the most convenient.”
“Then why didn’t you get Ron to do it?” he growled.
“Ron? Are you serious? Even if he weren’t in a relationship, he couldn’t fuck his way out of a paper bag!”
“So my family isn’t good enough for you?”
Hermione stood gaping at him a moment, turning on her heel and leaving the room. Charlie, not wanting to be left out, followed her. He had half expected her to go over to his brother or Lupin. But she went straight over to a small bedroom, tossing her towel off to the side. Nor did she demand that he fuck her. All she did was lay down with her back to him and had the nerve to ignore him. Well, he would show her!
***
Three down and two to go! Thanks for reading and please, if you could take the time, review. Have a lovely day!