AN: So I've been thinking about George Weasley and to be perfectly honest I feel bad for him. He's such a great character. Funny, outgoing and always happy. But he seemed to get the short end of the stick with everything. His twin and best friend died during the final battle, he lost his ear because of a miss-fired curse AND in most FanFics Hermione is usually paired with Fred over him. This story is for all the people out there who love George and wish he hadn't been through so much. I'm still deciding what exactly to do with this story. It will either be a one-shot or an actual story. It all depends on you guys. Once again anything you recognize is JK Rowling's anything you don't is mine.

I snuggled into my comforter enjoying the warmth that was radiating from it. It was almost too perfect, my bed. So comfortable and so easy to fall asleep. But that was also the problem, it was almost impossible to get out of it in the morning.

I sighed sleepily. My alarm clock would go off any minute now. Might as well get up now. A heavy arm suddenly wrapped me and I stiffened in shock. I didn't remember going to bed with anyone... Oh dear Merlin! I screamed when the arm absently tightened around me.

"Fuck!" The man yelled pulling away from me. I turned pulling my wand out from under my pillow and jabbed it under the man's chin before I could get a look at him.

I froze looking into the redhead's brown eyes. "George?"

He was looking at me his mouth open in shock his eyes locked on my body. I looked down and yelped. I was naked! I snatched the blanket and pulled it around my body blushing horribly.

"Her-Hermione?" George asked as if he didn't know who I was.

"What happened?" I asked nervously my eyes dropping to his bare chest.

"I... I don't remember." George muttered placing his hand against his forehead. I couldn't remember anything either. Sweet Salazar what did we do? What had happened last night?

"Neither do I." I moaned dropping my head into my hands.

"What's the last thing you remember?" George asked looking around my room. His clothes were folded neatly on my vanity and my eyes widened in shock. They looked like nice, black dress robes. What in the world?

"Er, going to the Leaky Cauldron for a drink after work." I said after wracking my brain for anything that would stand out. "What about you?"

"Same." George said his eyes landing on something on the floor. He frowned confused and I looked over to his side the bed. On the floor in a crumpled heap was a white baby doll dress. What in the world?

"Do you mind closing your eyes while I change?" I asked looking pointedly away from George. I did not want to see him laughing at me because I was embarrassed.

"Sure." I jumped out of the bed and quickly pulled on my clothes just grabbing the first thing I touched and threw it on. George was moving around behind me, probably getting dressed, while I quickly ran a brush through my hair.

"Hermione?" I turned around slowly and looked at George. He looked extremely embarrassed and was rubbing his neck. "Do you think we should just forget what happened?"

My throat clenched shut and I swallowed thickly. He had no idea that I just lost my virginity in a drunken night of lust but it still hurt.

"Maybe that's best." I muttered with a nod and dropped my head into my hands. How could this have possibly happened? I absently ran my left hand through my hair then gasped sharply when it got stuck in my curls. It took me a moment to disentangle my hand but when I finally pulled it out I froze in shock.

"George?" My voice was off and I felt sick to my stomach.

"What? What is it?" He asked striding across the room.

I looked up slowly from the diamond ring on my hand and choked on the sob that wanted to escape. "George, I think we eloped last night."

"That's not possible." George said slowly stiffening in shock. "We wouldn't have done something so stupid. I mean both of us are smarter than that besides wizarding weddings are lifetime commitments." He looked down at his own hand and froze, "SON OF A BITCH!"

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