A/N: So, I love Harry Potter, and I ship so many ships its insane, so yes, my ships will vary. Anyway, enjoy the read. Review! JKR owns HP, and related characters. I have one other story, a Drinny one if anyone is interested.

She had always had a fascination with Dragons. Even before she had found out that she was a witch. She had books about dragons, she had stuffed animals, she drew pictures. She even swore that she had seen one when she was younger, and as she had grown up she realized that she probably had seen a real dragon. But as she had gotten older, her parents told her that they weren't real. When she turned ten she had thrown out or donated everything dragon that she had owned, she had decided that she needed to grow up.

Well, mostly grow up. She kept the posters that had once adorned her room. They had been presents from family members, and she had done a couple paint by numbers that had also been on her wall. She had packed them up, but she had hidden them away in her closet, she hadn't been able to throw them out, not ready to let go. As the years had gone by, she had collected moving pictures of dragons, and they took up the closet with her older posters. Her parents thought that she was being childish with her dragons, she disagreed with them but tried to appease them as much as she could.

Everything had changed when she found out that she was a witch. She bought as many books as she could when she went to Diagon Alley for the first time. Half of them were about magical creatures, and she had been ecstatic when she found out that dragons where real. She blew through all the books that she owned before the term started.

It all changed once again when Hagrid hatched a dragon her first year at Hogwarts. Norbert, though later they found out that he was a she and had been renamed Norberta, had been a Norwegian Ridgeback. That was the first time she had seen a dragon, and she had been fascinated. The little dragon was black but when she moved Hermione swore she could see silver shining through, and she had loved the feel of her scales when she pet it. She could feel the magic from the dragon in her fingertips, it had made her fall even more in love with dragons. She had helped Hagrid as much as she could with taking care of the dragon, she had read all about them after all. She helped Hagrid feed her right, and try to exercise her without exposing her to the entire school.

Even with all the effort she put into taking care of the dragon, they were found out and they had to get her to safety. She had helped Harry smuggle the dragon to the astronomy tower and hand it over to Charlie Weasley's friends to be taken to the Romanian Sanctuary. It had landed her in detention for the first time, but she had loved the thrill of saving a dragon. It was at that moment that she started thinking about a career in dragonology.

All thoughts of that had gone out the window and she had set herself on a career at the ministry. She focused on S.P.E.W. for a few years until the Triwizard Tournament. She found out that the first task was Dragons, and she once again felt the draw to study them and spent hours and hours in the library reading about them after Ron had taken her to introduce her to Charlie. She loved seeing the dragons in action, though she had been terrified for Harry when the Hungarian Horntail had gone after him. She had been relieved when Harry had passed the first task with just a scratch. He was lucky that's all he had escaped with. She knew from all her reading that the Horntail was one f the most dangerous dragons that were kept in various sanctuaries around the globe. They were known to be vicious when it came to keeping their eggs safe, and Hermione had seen that in the moments she watched Harry trying to get his golden egg for the task.

Again, all thoughts had gone out the window when they had discovered Voldemort had returned, then she had to go find horcruxes with Harry. That task had consumed everything she had, she had no room to be thinking or studying dragons. She had her heart broken when they had found the Dragon in the dungeons of Gringotts, and she was so proud that they had been able to save him. She could hardly feel the magic coming off of this dragon, it was nothing like the first time she had touched a dragon, she felt that he had been kept away too long, that being away from his own kind had somehow drained him. After the Second Wizard War, she had taken some time off from school and work. She had gone travelling to places like Paris, Barcelona, places she had always dreamed of going.

During the end of her travels, she got a wild hair and decided to travel around to different dragon reserves. She went to the Ottowa Reserve, the Austrian Reserve, the Beijing Reserve, and her last stop was the Romanian Sanctuary. Before she had taken this on, she stopped by the ministry and got the proper paperwork and credentials to begin her training to become a dragonologist.

She was finally on her last legs, her last sanctuary to train at, Romania. She was a bit nervous, but knowing that someone the knew would be there calmed her a bit. Hermione walked up to the entrance gate, and showed her wand as identification to the guards. At first, they denied her entry, she was frustrated. She had no problem getting into the other Reserves she had visited. She talked for a while to the security guard before using her last resort.

"I'm Hermione Granger, I have been traveling all around Reserves for the last six months, and if you go get Charlie Weasley, I'm sure he will vouch for me." She said, exasperated.

"Charlie, you know Charlie?" He asked in his thick Romanian accent, and she nodded, letting out a sigh. He shrugged and spoke to the man next to him, the other man stood up and walked away quickly. The security guard stared at her for a few moments in silence before Hermione noticed two people walking toward the gate.

"Oh thank god." Hermione said softly, and the guard that had been staring at her turned and saw the two men. They sat in silence until Charlie and the other man arrived at the gate.

"Hermione? What are you doing here?" Charlie Weasley asked, pausing on the other side of the gate.

"I've been going around to loads of reserves to study dragons." Hermione said simply, and Charlie stared at her.

"Why?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Oh, I decided to become a licensed Dragonologist." She said nonchalantly to the large Weasley across the gate from her. He then raised both eyebrows in surprise.

"And, how's that going?" He asked, tilting his head, and she took her paperwork from the guard and handed it over the gate to Charlie. She had already undergone most of her training, each reserve had a specialty to train for, the Romanian one specialized in taking care of pregnant dragons and conservation. He read over the paperwork then turned to the guard at the gate.

"Did she show you these?" He asked the guard, and he nodded gruffly. "And why didn't you let her in?" He asked.

"Sir, she didn't have a badge." He said, and Hermione smacked her forehead.

"Well why didn't you say so? Here it is." She pulled it out and her official studies badge. She had gotten it through the ministry when she decided she was going to start to become a dragon expert.

"Mate, you need to start asking for these, not everyone remembers that you need to see this. Some reserves don't require it." Charlie said to the guard, shaking his head. The guard muttered something before opening the gate.

"Go ahead miss." He said, and Hermione took back her badge and papers from Charlie.

"Thank you, I'm sorry about that." She said the last part to the guard and gave him a small smile. He waved his hand a little and she stepped through the gate onto the ground of the reserve. Charlie gave a wave to the guard and walked deeper into the reserve with Hermione.

"So, you need to take these to the Head Dragon Keeper." Charlie said. "You want me to show you where to go? Its about lunch, so he is probably inside the cantina."

"Yeah, that would be great." Hermione said, giving him a smile.

"So, you've been at this for six months? How many more reserves do you need to get your certificate?" He asked her.

"This is actually my last one." Hermione said, smiling.

"That's amazing. I thought something seemed different about you, you've built up some muscle." Charlie said, and Hermione laughed.

"Yeah, a bit. I could take on almost your entire family." She said, playfully punching him in the arm. He grinned and nodded.

"So when was the last time you saw everyone? Are you still with Ron? How is Harry doing since everything ended?" Charlie peppered her with questions.

"Well, I stopped by about four months ago I think. And Ron actually met someone, a with from America I think. Harry, he's good. Him and Ginny are getting along wonderfully I think they are moving in together soon." She answered all of his questions in order as they walked.

"And… How has everyone been since.. you know." He said, and Hermione knew that he was referring to the funeral.

"Well, I only saw them the one time since then. I get letters from Ginny a lot, and I think everyone is doing alright." She said carefully. She saw Charlie nod a bit. "Have you seen them at all?" She asked.

"Um… no. I haven't been able to face them." He said. She knew that he still felt guilty that he hadn't been able to fight with them at Hogwarts. He had been protecting the reserve though when Death Eaters had tried to get to the dragons.

"Charlie, it's not your fault. You had to protect them." She said, as she heard a dragon roar in the distance. She saw him look toward the sound and he smiled a bit.

"Yeah, I guess so." He said. They finally approached what she figured was the cantina. "Well here we are." He said, opening the door for her. He then led her to a large man who was eating some soup alone.

"Hey Eric, this here is Hermione, she's been working on her license." He said, and he gestured for Hermione to hand over her paperwork. He silently looked over the stack of papers then looked at Hermione.

"You sure you up for this lassie?" He asked her, and Hermione nodded. "Not sure you 'ave the build for this work." He said, eyeing her up and down. She stood up straight.

"I can handle it. I have for six months." She said. He nodded and looked back down at the papers for a moment.

"Right, well welcome to Romania." He said, grinning and giving her the paperwork back.

"Thank you sir." She said, taking them back and turning to Charlie, grinning widely.

"You show 'er to 'er cabin." The Dragon Keeper said to Charlie, who nodded.

"Yes sir." Charlie said, and Hermione followed behind him to the street full of cabins. He led her down the row, then he stopped and pointed at two across form eachother.

"One on the right is yours, I live in the one on the left, so if you need anything, feel free to come one over." He said, giving her a smile and she nodded.

"Yes sir." She said, and he laughed.

"I'll meet you here at eight in the morning, got it?" He said, she could tell he was forcing himself to act stern, so she put on her toughest face and nodded.

"Okay, well go get settled then." Charlie said, resting a hand on her back. "And Hermione?" He said, and she turned to look at him.

"Yeah?" Hermione asked, looking up at him.

"Welcome to Romania." He said, pulling her into a hug.

"Thanks Charlie." She said, and she turned at the same time he did to go into her cabin. "Oh, hey Charlie?" She called once she reached her door, she turned and saw him turn on his front steps.

"Yeah Hermione?" He called back.

"Who's gonna train me? Do you know?" She asked him, and he grinned.

"I thought that was obvious Granger." He said. "Me." He said, turning and entering his cabin. She froze, one hand on the door handle. No, it hadn't been obvious. She thought about the muscled Weasley for just a moment before shaking her head and opening the door into her cabin.

A/N: Let me know what you think, I love Charmione, so this is really exciting for me to write. Much Loves- Bookworm