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A New Land, A New World	By : Madam_Weasley Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 3272 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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A/N- WARNING: The adult content has arrived.
                Charlie pops back in and I have to say I’m impressed that he managed to show up in the small open space that is in my room. He looks around and I realize he’s looking for a place to sit.
                “You can sit on the bed, I won’t bite.” I almost say ‘promise’, but I’m not sure I can make that promise.
                He sits on the edge and places the books and things on the bed. I pick up the photographs and flip through them. I look up at him in surprise.
                “They move!”
He chuckled “I learned from Hermione and Harry that muggle photos don’t do that.”
                “This is incredible!” I flipped it over to look at the back, like I could find out how it worked. I watched all of the pictures moving around for a bit and then actually looked at the subjects of the pictures. Charlie arranges himself so that he is sitting beside me. He leans forward and takes the pictures from me. He flips through each one and tells me who it is.
                “This is mum and dad, it was taken at Ron’s and Hermione’s wedding. Fleur and Bill. Harry, Hermione, and Ron when they were still in school. Fred and George.”
He shows me everyone in his family. Then he pulls out the magazines and shows me articles about his brother Percy and some of the work he’s doing in the Ministry of Magic and there are articles of his sister Ginny. She’s on a Quidditch team. I look at the photographs that accompany the article. I’m not sure I could keep up with watching it, but it would still be incredible to watch. Then there are articles about Harry and the war that Charlie mentioned earlier. I flip through everything for a while and ask questions here and there. The last two things to look at are books. One is called Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them and the other is The Tales of Beedle the Bard. I start with Fantastic Beasts, I can’t believe the stuff of my fairy tales are real. Unicorns, dragons, centaurs, merpeople, hippogriffs and more! I ask tons of questions and Charlie seems amuses by my childlike interest.
                I pick up the last book, The Tales of Beedle the Bard. “What is this about?”
                “They’re children’s stories. Again, Hermione and Harry said they are completely different than muggle stories for children. But these are the stories that mum told us growing up.”
I flip through, none of the stories are that long.
                “Would you read one to me?”
                “What?” He’s surprised by my question.
                “You know the stories, plus I like listening to your voice.”
                “I guess I can, but I’m not a story teller. I’ll just be reading.”
                “That’s fine.” I gather up everything else and put it on the nightstand. I notice that it’s already 5:30. I can’t believe how much time we’ve spent looking at this stuff. I lean back against the headboard and get situated. Charlie turns so that he’s facing me.
                “Which story?”
                “Which one is your favorite?”
                “Probably Babbitty Rabbitty and her Cackling Stump.”
                “Then that’s the one I want to hear.” He clears his throat and starts to read. I close my eyes and listen to his deep, even voice as he reads. When he finishes the story I open my eyes and look at him. He’s already looking at me.
                I’ve had such an incredible day and I can’t believe he’s here. I lean forward and run my hand through his hair. He closes his eyes and lets out a sigh. I lean in further and brush my lips against his. That shock runs through my body again.
                I open my mouth slightly as I kiss him. My chest is tight and my stomach seems to have developed hummingbirds. I gently close my lips around his bottom lip and his breath catches. He puts on hand on the back of my head and pulls me closer to him. I feel the tip of his tongue slide across my bottom lip and I feel like my bones are melting. Our kissing is still slow and gentle. The next time I feel his tongue I meet it with mine. The intensity of our kissing increases. Tongues darting in and out; licking, tasting. I reposition myself so that I am up on my knees, never separating from him. I run my hands up his arms and back down, his hand still at the back of my head and he slides his mouth from mine to my jaw line. I can feel his stubble scratching my cheek as he moves along my jaw to my ear. He kisses just below my ear and I let out a soft moan. He tightens his grip in my hair in response. I run my hands up his back as he kisses down my neck to my collar bone. I don’t know what exactly I want the outcome to be tonight, but I know I want more.
                I run my hands around his waist. His shirt comes up and my hand touches the tight muscles of his stomach. He jerks away from me and puts his hands on my shoulders.
                “What’s wrong?” I whisper.
                He drops his hands and sits back. My stomach sinks. What just happened?
                “Uh… maybe I should go.” He moves to stand up but I grab his arm.
                “No, you don’t get to leave like that. Tell me what happened.”
                He lets out a sigh but won’t look at me. “The last three girls I’ve dated have been unable to look past my scars. It’s more than just my arms. I just figured I’d stop things before they got to the point that you were disgusted and things became awkward.”
                “Let me see.”
                “What? No, it’s not a big deal.”
                “Charlie, let me see.”
                He stares at me for the longest time.
                “Fine.” he grasps the back of his shirt and pulls it over his head.
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Charlie’s POV
                This is going to end in disaster. I pull my shirt over my head and close my eyes. I don’t want to see her trying to hide the look of revulsion or disgust. I’ve been here before. I’m never self conscious about my body until moments like this.
                I jump as I feel her fingertips touch my side, tracing the bumps of my burns. I still won’t open my eyes. I feel her shift on the bed and she lays her entire hand flat on my chest. The right side is scared, not as bad as my arms, but scared. When I was young I got too cocky around the dragons. I’m just about to open my eyes when I feel her move toward me. She places a kiss on my chest, on the scar. I squeeze my eyes shut, but one tear manages to slip out. She kisses up my neck to my ear. “You’re beautiful.” she whispers on a breath. I take a huge breath and open my eyes. She never breaks eye contact as she leans in and kisses me. She slides her hands around my waist and up my back, feeling every imperfection of my body. She doesn’t flinch. My biggest fear and probably a big reason why I was hesitant to touch her, she truly doesn’t seem to care. In proof that I’m right she pushes against me so that I am lying across the bed. She kisses down my throat across my chest and up the other side. I can feel her tongue flick out occasionally and my mouth goes dry. I can feel my body reacting to her every touch. She crawls on top of me and straddles my hips and coming back to kiss me. I can feel the strain against the front of my jeans and I try not to push into her.
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                I can’t believe how I’m acting. I’m never this forward, and for a brief moment when he said he was going to leave I felt that I probably shouldn’t be since I scared him away. He pulled his shirt off and I’m glad his eyes were closed. I know I couldn’t hide the sadness I felt for him. It was bad, but not repulsive. The tattoo I had seen peeking out from under his collar turned out to be a dragon, its head and neck facing down and the middle of his chest, kind of curled around his left pec, the tail arching up and running along his collar bone. It’s really quite hot.
I lightly touch his side and run my fingers over his waist. He jumped when I touched him and I thought I hurt him. I watched his face the entire time. I laid my hand on his chest, all I can focus on are the muscles and definition of his chest and stomach. He’s beautiful, completely and totally beautiful. So I tell him, but as a good teacher I know I can’t just tell someone something. I must show him and I REALLY want to show him.
                He opens his eyes and looks at me as I lean in to kiss him again, pushing him back across the bed. Again, I can’t believe how I’m behaving but I can’t seem to stop. I straddle his hips and put my hands on either side of his head, I lean down to kiss him again. He runs his hands from my knees to the bottom of my shorts then down the sides of my legs. He keeps doing this and each time his hand runs just a little higher, his fingers sliding under the legs of my shorts. I can feel him through his jeans and I’m thrilled that he wants this just as much as I do. I move my legs so that I’m kneeling between his thighs and I kiss down his throat again, down his chest, stopping at a nipple. I flick it with my tongue and then lightly bite it. His moan makes me smile and drives me to be even more adventurous. I kiss down his stomach and slowly lick the skin just above the waist band of his jeans.
                Charlie reaches down and grabs my arms and pulls me back up, the look of lust in his eyes is so damn sexy that I feel like I could come right then. He flips us over so that our positions are reversed, him straddling my thighs, and sits back, putting his hands on my knees again. He slowly runs his hands up my thighs, over my hips, up my stomach and up the sides of my breasts, his thumbs brush over my nipples making them harder than they were. I let out a soft moan and wiggle a little, trying to deal with the need I feel. I’m torn between wanting to have his hands all over me and wanting things to move slowly and savor every touch.
                “Gina.” his voice is a hoarse whisper as he looks down at me. The way he said my name sends another shiver through my body and I wonder if there is more magic to him than I thought. “I know what I want. I need to know what you want. I don’t want to ruin anything.”
                “I’m pretty sure the only way you could ruin anything is if you keep talking.” I smile as I hook my finger into the waistband of his jeans and pull him towards me. I’m rewarded with that lopsided grin as he leans toward me again.
                I run my hands around his waist again and pull him close. I love the feel of him against me. He kisses me and slides his hand under my shirt, up to my breast, and rubs his palm over my nipple. I moan into his mouth. He leans back and pulls me up so that I’m sitting. He looks straight into my eyes as he pulls my shirt over my head. I’m very thankful that I didn’t pack all of my junky bras! He reaches around with one hand and unhooks my bra and gently removes it from my arms. I’m embarrassed to be sitting there like that, with him looking at me, but he eases me back down and starts kissing my neck and along my collar bone. I raise my leg and rub it against him and he pushes back, rocking his hips a little. He takes one of my nipples into his mouth and sucks gently while slowly rolling the other between his fingers. My breathing becomes ragged and he flicks the tip of my tongue over my nipple. I lose all feelings of being embarrassed and wiggle from under him. I’m driven by a need that has been building.
                I pull him down to lay beside me, facing each other. We’re kissing again and my hands work their way to the front of his jeans and fight with the button. I can feel his stomach muscles jerk under my hands and I grin. I start to work my hand down and he pulls back a little.
“Are you sure?” he whispers.
“Are you talking again?” I whisper back.   He smiles and attacks my neck.
I work the zipper down and slide my hand down and wrap it around his cock. I felt his body shiver and he let out a moan. I run my thumb over the tip and his body jerks again. He rolls his hips and thrusts into my hand. I work my hand up and down his length. He grabs my side and digs his fingers in to my skin, I know there will be bruising tomorrow. I start working his jeans and boxers down his hips, he wiggles with me, helping. He starts to undo my shorts but I pull away, if he touches me now I will explode and I want this to last a little while longer.
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Charlie’s POV
She’s working my pants down and my dick springs free. There is a very good chance I am going to embarrass myself because I’m ready to come now. I want to touch her and I start unbuttoning her shorts. She pulls away and for a brief moment I’m caught off guard. She rolls me onto my back and kisses a trail down my throat, down my chest and to my stomach. My breath catches because she can’t really be planning on doing that can she? I can feel my dick jerk as she rubs the inside of my thigh. I hold very still and squeeze my eyes shut. I start thinking of all manner of unpleasant things to try to keep control of myself. She grabs the base of my dick and I can feel her breath on the head, then her tongue at the base on the underside and she licks all the way to the tip. A shiver runs through my entire body. Her tongue swirls around the tip and then she takes me into her mouth. Loose and light, soft. I take two shuddering breaths and without warning she takes me all the way down. Her lips wrap round the base of my cock. I can feel her tongue working and I’ve lost the ability to breath. I grab the headboard to anchor myself and try to inhale. I manage a tight breath and it gets torn from my lungs as she sucks aggressively on me, bobbing up and down, taking me all in. I grab her shoulder hoping to slow her down. She seems to understand and removes her mouth from me planting a kiss on the inside of my thigh. She cups my balls and gives them a light squeeze. She kisses my thigh again and then nips, pulling a small yelp from me. She kisses up my thigh, still rolling my balls in her hand. With her other hand she grabs the base of my dick again and resumes sucking. I won’t be able to hold out for much longer. I see stars and realize part of it is from lack of oxygen as I’ve forgotten to breathe again.
“Please, please stop.” I beg. I can feel the vibration of her chuckle and my entire body jerks.
                I pull her up to me and bury my face in her neck, kissing and sucking, my hands busily working on her shorts. I get them undone and slide them down her legs. I run my hand between her legs and she is so wet, I run one finger up into her crevice and over her hard clit. Her body bucks against my hand as her nails dig into my back. I slowly insert one finger into her, my hand instantly slick. She starts rocking her hips onto my hand. I add another finger and match her movements. She make tiny moaning sounds that I find incredibly sexy. As she’s rocking on my hand I move my thumb to rub her clit. I stroke and rub and thoroughly enjoy the sounds she makes into my neck as she holds onto me with one arm. She snakes the other arm down between us and wraps her fingers around my aching cock once more. She works her fist up and down while I rub her, both of us moaning and our bodies jerking in response to the pleasure.
                “Oh god, Charlie. Don’t stop.” she pants into my ear. This command sends me over the edge and I can’t hold back anymore. Gina increases the speed that she is stroking me and I feel my balls tighten. I rub her a little faster and I can feel the quivering of her orgasm on my hand at the same time that I come violently between us. We continue to rub each other until I’m completely spent and she seems to have gone boneless in my arms.
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