Disclaimer: I do not own anything that you recognize from the books. Those all belong to JK Rowling.

Authors Notes: I have also written Late Night Pillow Fights, and I'm currently working on that, too. This book is set on a dream I had after reading the fifth Harry Potter book. Please do not ask me why I dreamed this because I do no know. Just read and enjoy!

*Is Love Enough*

~flashback~

Her eyes fluttered open, and she looked up. Madam Pomfrey had just given her some sort of medicine to awake her from being Petrified. She looked to her right; Madam Pomfrey, Professor Dumbledore, and Professor McGonagall. She looked to her left; Fred and George Weasley. "Well, she's fit to leave," Madam Pomfrey said, and her and the other Professors bustled off to the next petrified student.

"What are you guys doing here?" she asked them.

"We've come to cheer you up," said Fred.

She sat up, smiling. "Well you've certainly done a good job of that."

Fred winked at her and said, "My job here is done. I'll be in the common room if you need me."

He gave George the thumbs up and left. She looked up at George, puzzled. "Why aren't you going with him?"

"I needed to talk to you without him around."

She just looked at him, expecting more explanation.

"Come on," he said, and held his hand out to her.

She took it and followed him to a deserted classroom. "I don't really feel like doing homework right now."

"You're not going to," he said.

She just looked at him, puzzled. Suddenly, he attacked her, tickling her, she was laughing like mad, her face was turning red. "Stop!" she yelled, giggling. "Stop!"

"I'll only stop if you do something for me."

"Anything," she said between giggles.

"Kiss me," he said.

He quit giggling and she just looked at him. He looked kind of nervous, not knowing what to expect. She smiled and said, "Do you like me or something?"

He nervously nodded. She grinned bigger and started nodding. "Okay….." she said. "Okay, I can handle that."

Then she kissed him……it didn't end right away…….it was long, sweet……..

~end of flashback~

"Hermione," a voice mumbled. "Hermione!"

She snapped out of her memory. "Hermione, are you okay?" Ron Weasley asked her.

They were sitting in the Gryffindor common room. It was their seventh year, and they were studying for their N.E.W.T.'s. "What? Yeah, I'm fine," she said absentmindedly.

"No you're not," Harry said. "You let your mind wander again. Seriously Hermione, I don't know what's happening to you. For once, we're the ones focusing, not you."

"I was thinking, okay?" she said testily.

"Yeah, whatever," Ron mumbled. "Thinking about something else." He suddenly turned spirited. "Hey Harry, do you think she might have been thinking about Quiddich?"

"Nope, that would be a miracle," Harry said. "But what about guys? What if her hormones finally kicked in?"

"Nope," said Ron. "That's about as far-fetched as her thinking about Quiddich."

"For your information, Harry is right. I was thinking about guys," she said moodily. "Now why don't you go back to studying like you were before."

"Nope," Ron said. "You just opened up a whole new conversation."

She looked at him with exasperation. "Who were you thinking about?" Ron asked, grinning.

Just then there was a rustling in the fire, and George Weasley came out of it. "George, what are you doing here?" Hermione asked.

Hermione walked over to him, happy to blow off her conversation with Ron. "D'you think it could be George?" Ron whispered to Harry.

"Nope, not possible, Hermione isn't like that," Harry whispered back.

"Where's your dormitory?" George asked Hermione.

She led him up to her dormitory, which was surprisingly empty. She locked the door and looked at him. "So why exactly did you come here?" she asked him.

"I missed you," he said.

"But couldn't we have met at Hogsmeade next weekend?"

"Too long to wait."

"I'll have to admit that it was very sweet of you to show up."

"I knew you'd agree."

"I know you came for more of a reason than that you missed me."

"Honest, I didn't."

"You wanted to know if I had told Ron and Ginny and Harry yet."

"Nuh-uh."

"Yes you did."

"Hermione, you know me too well."

"That's what you get."

"Get for what?"

"Having a long term girlfriend."

"Now honestly, is 5 years really long term?"

"Nope, not at all."

The two grinned. He kissed her and said, "So—have you told them yet?"

"Nope."

"I think it's time to tell."

"But-"

He cut her off, "You have to tell them sometime or another."

"Make me."

"You asked for it."

He kissed her. This time, it wasn't as gentile, or sweet, it had more force, and it was rough.

~flashback~

She was walking down the street at Hogsmeade in her third year. Harry and Ron were busy baffling Malfoy with Harry's invisibility cloak. She looked around. She was alone. It was a silent and peaceful day, almost a romantic day. "Hello there," someone snuck up behind her and said in her ear.

She jumped and turned around. It was George Weasley. "I wanna show you something," he said, grabbing her hand and leading her off down a tunnel.

"Where are we going?"

"You'll see."

They stopped in a small cave-like place. "Is this what you wanted to show me?" she asked.

"No," he said. "I wanted to show you something that I could do."

"Well," she said. "What can you do?"

"Show you a good time."

"How will you do that down here in a cave?"

"Like this."

He kissed her. He kissed her with force. His kisses were rough and strong. They started to make out, and she let his hands wander. Before long they had left most of their clothes abandoned beside them. Nothing had to be said. He was definitely showing her a good time. A time she'd never forget. There was only one thing she lost, and that didn't really matter to either of them.

~end of flashback~

"Fine, fine, fine," she said. "I'll tell them."

"Okay," he said. "That sounds a little better."

"You're coming with me though."

"But-"

"You're coming with me!" she said firmly, and she led him down the staircase to the common room.

"That took long enough," Ron said.

"Ron, shut up, the girl has something to tell you," George said.

She slapped him in the stomach. "Ginny's not here yet."

"Oi! Ginny! Get over here now!" Ron yelled across the common room.

"Now she is," George said, grinning with satisfaction.

She slapped him in the stomach again for good measure.

"Now what do you have to tell us Hermione?" Ron asked eagerly.

He knew she didn't want to tell by the way she acted. "Well….." she started.

"Hurry up," Ginny said. "We were in the middle of discussing guys over there."

"I'm hurrying!" Hermione snapped.

Ginny looked taken aback and was silent. Harry looked on, waiting for her to say that she had forgotten one of her textbooks at home or something. "Well…." Hermione said. "George wanted me to tell you this. I would have, mind you, but I wanted to wait until it was the right time. And well, George made it be the right time."

"Spit it out already!" Ron said impatiently.

"Fine!" Hermione said. "George and I are going out!"

She looked shocked at herself for shouting, and then looked down in embarrassment.

"WHAT?!?"

Ron looked furious, Ginny hugged Hermione in happiness, and Harry just sat there, shocked. "How long?" Ron asked angrily.

"Five years?" Hermione said uneasily.

"FIVE YEARS?!? BEHIND OUR BACKS?!? I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU HAD THE NERVE! ALL THOSE TIMES YOU WERE AT MY HOUSE YOU COULD HAVE BEEN SNEAKING OUT OF BED AT NIGHT TO GO SNOG HIM! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU TWO!" Ron shouted.

He stormed up to his dormitory. He had attracted much attention. Hermione was becoming very uncomfortable. "Come on," George said, grabbing her hand. "Let's go for a walk outside."

Ginny went back to her group, Harry went upstairs to talk to Ron, and Hermione and George left Gryffindor tower to see a blonde haired boy looking mildly amused.

That's it for now!! How do you like it?? I love it!! Anyways, the next chapter should be up really soon!

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