AN: Written for Fairest of the Rare's "Ship Me Saturday" for August 4, 2018

Prompt: Do these sunglasses say 'I'm a movie star' or 'I'm hiding my dark circles because I'm perpetually tired'?"

Disclaimer: I do not own or profit from Harry Potter or its related properties.

Sunglasses

Charlie groaned when the covers were tugged unceremoniously from his barely awake form. The sudden filtering of light through his eyelids kicking off the beginnings of a migraine.

"Sod off, woman. I'm not getting out of this bed," he grumbled, pulling a pillow over his face and muffling the last part.

"Yes, you are. You promised me we'd have brunch with my parents today. Now up!" Hermione plucked the pillow from atop his face and leaned in for a good morning kiss.

"I don't remember making any such agreement…" he grumbled, pulling her back to him for a second, longer kiss.

"Stop it. We don't have time. And you did too promise. Now up!" She pushed his face away with the palm of her hand when he made to get her a third time, sitting up and wrapping his arm around her waist.

"You're a bossy little thing…" he sighed as he dragged himself out of bed, watching the way she nervously tried to put on her earrings with trembling hands.

"Come here, love…" he sidled up behind her, wrapping his arms around her comfortingly and meeting her eyes in the mirror above her dresser.

"You aren't nervous?" She asked, biting her bottom lip.

"Why would I be nervous? It's not like they haven't been after us for years to finally get it together and get married. They'll be elated, I'm sure." He laughed, kissing her temple when she observed her new engagement ring with a soft smile.

He reached over her shoulder and picked her sunglasses off the top of her jewelry box, sighing contentedly as they canceled out some of the light.

"Do these sunglasses say 'I'm a movie star' or 'I'm hiding my dark circles because I'm perpetually tired'?" he joked, letting her go when she swatted at him with an exaggerated eye roll.

"I think they say 'I'm hungover even though my fiance told me not to drink last night, and because my sunglasses are constantly getting crushed by dragons I had to steal hers' Go get yourself a sobering draught please, it will help take the edge off." She sighed and shoved him out of the room so she could finish getting ready.

"Hey!" He called, popping his head back around the doorframe and tossing her glasses to her.

"Hey yourself…"

"You said 'fiance'." A big stupid grin filled his face as he stared at her. She couldn't help the equally goofy grin that crossed her own face she took his face in her hands and kissed him soundly.

"It's about damn time." She teased, pushing back into the hallway.