This is something I thought up and wrote down while in a boring lecture, ah, the hall of inspirations!

Plot: The constant presence and perception of his little sister makes Darcy come to an understanding about his love a bit earlier. Georgiana tries to play the matchmaker and unite his brother with his true love. Will she succeed? What will be the consequences of her presence at Rosings Park?

Georgiana Darcy patiently sits in the living room of Rosings as her brother talks to the clergyman of her aunt. She was not 'out' in the society yet and her brother wanted to wait at least one more year, until she was eighteen and she agreed. She believed she was not ready yet, as she still felt guilty and embarrassed of the incident almost two years prior, when she had acted naive and plain stupid, in her own opinion. However, her brother believed that it was your mere innocence and his fault that he had not informed you of Wickham's follies. All in all, her wounds were still raw, but she was healing. The positive side of the whole facade was that the two Darcy siblings got even closer and became each other's confidante. So, shy Georgiana was not afraid to voice the desire to travel to Kent with her cousin and brother and Fitzwilliam, knowing how brave it was of her sister to voice her opinion and even make the decision to leave the shell of Darcy House of London or Pemberley, agreed and permitted his sister to visit their aunt, Lady Catherine de Bourgh with him and their cousin, Colonel Fitzwilliam.

Georgiana listened to the conversation in the room with apt attention. It had been years since she had visited her Aunt Catherine. She had never been close to her, as close she had been to Aunt Christina, also known as Lady Matlock, it might be the fact that their estates, Pemberley and Matlock Manor, were nearby, at a distance of mere ten miles or the fact that Lady Matlock was more of a motherly figure than Lady Catherine to her, either way, she was not yet comfortable around Aunt Catherine and wanted to answer any question asked to her. Thus, it was necessary that she listened to the conversation attentively. She tried not to make an opinion about Mr. Collins who seemed like a pompous man, who was unable to utter a sentence without appraising her aunt and her grandeur. She assumed that one can find it endearing but she found it a tad bit irritating and from the stiff posture of her brother and amused expression of her cousin, she found that they were irritated a bit, too. She shifted her concentration from the strange man to her brother, as he maintained his stiff posture and replied to any queries with as little syllables as possible. If she had not known her brother as well she does, she would have found the way her brother behaved rude.

Apparently, Fitzwilliam had met this gentleman in Meryton, where he had visited with Mr. Bingley and found love. Even though Darcy denied it, Georgiana knew better. She found her stern brother to be lost in thought more than once and he actually smiled a lot, whenever he thought that no one was around to look. Georgiana knew what it was to be like to be in love, even though she chose to fall in love with the wrong person and he hurt her and scarred her for life, she would neither deny nor forget the blissful feeling love was, because even though it was not real for him, it had been real for her. Yes, she was young and naive back then but still she had experienced love, and as much as her brother would deny it, it was love, at least at her part. Georgiana wondered if this gentleman was somehow related to the woman that had bewitched her brother so, and if yes, she would work towards their union, because it was high time that her brother stopped being in denial and accept that he was in love. But beyond anything, his brother deserved happiness; he had been hardened by the experiences in life and pushed back in a shell due to the matchmaking mothers he had encountered, who were merely mercenaries and were not looking for love.

"Georgiana?" Mr. Darcy addressed her sister, breaking her out of her unintended reverie.

"Yes, brother?" Georgiana spoke softly in askance.

"I am accepting his kind invitation and visiting Mr. Collins' parsonage in Hunsford, would you like to join me and your Cousin?" Darcy asked, in a kind soft tone, that many had not heard from him.

Georgiana did not know what to say, or rather what would be the right thing to say. She did not like to make decisions anymore, because the ones she had made had hurt her. She internally chastised herself as she let her thought wander to George Wickham again. She needed to move on. He did not love him, she was just a tool for revenge and sick pleasure. She took a deep breath as she came to a decision.

"Brother," she addressed in her usual quiet voice, "I would very much like to accompany you, if it is permissible by you and Aunt Catherine."

"Oh, it is quite alright, my dear niece," Lady Catherine who had been surprisingly silent so far, "I would very much love your opinion on the furnishings I have suggested for Hunsford and I think you would like the new Mrs. Collins, she is fine lady. Only if, my dear Anne were healthy enough, she would love to join the merry party."

Georgiana smiled at her aunt before turning to her brother who merely nodded to indicate she did not mind Georgiana visiting parsonage. He made accepted the invitation to visit the day after with his cousin and sister. He wanted her to open up and if the new Mrs. Collins was anything like her friend, Miss Bennett, she would be a good influence on his sister.

Darcy retained a sigh as he thought about the second eldest, Miss Bennett, she had unknowingly bewitched him and since he first talked to her, he was quite unable to remove her from his thoughts. And without even realizing it he had started to imagine a life with her, a happy family they would be, he, Georgiana and his Miss Elizabeth.

Miss Elizabeth, witty, beautiful, absolutely charming, Miss Elizabeth. The woman who could engage him into long debates, who sparked the fire in his stone cold facade, who made him doubt his beliefs, who had almost convinced him to leave the thoughts of stations and reputations and just announce his love for her to the whole world. And there he stopped. The moment he realized that he was indeed falling in love with her, he had to stop himself. He could not, he possibly could not! She had no station, no connections in the society and the ones she engaged with were... were not the people he would socialize with.

So he left. He left the place and tried to get as far away from her as possible. But she was there... she was everywhere, her memory followed her everywhere, wherever he went. She was there when he was writing a letter, reminding him of the evening in Netherfeild Park when he had been writing a letter to his sister and she had been reading in the same room. She was there when he was in the Library of Darcy House, making him wonder, how much she would have appreciated a particular volume. She was there when he attended assemblies and looked at a petite young woman with dark hair and mesmerising brown eyes, but she wasn't there. No eyes were as mesmerising as hers, none held the spark hers did when she rivalled his opinion, and had a war of wits. She was not there to say how much she adored a certain author's writing and how she always wanted to read a particular book.

He believed it would pass, but it only got worse. Seeing Bingley in a similar state as his did not help matters, somehow he felt guilty as he had caused him pain. Maybe he was wrong about Miss Bennett, maybe she was just a private person like. Georgiana noticed. He had forgotten that the little, precious girl had experienced love, even though the way it ended had hurt her. She had seen him as he was lost in thoughts of Miss Elizabeth and one day she confronted him. He denied of course. But he also knew she did not believe him, because in subtle hints she told him how he was in love, it was the smile she gave him whenever he went back to Meryton to Miss Elizabeth, in his thoughts. And Georgiana's accompaniment to Kent only made him more and more sure about his love for Miss Elizabeth.

But what was done was done, he was miles away from her and it was hardly plausible that they would cross paths again...

But in later life he would wonder, how incredibly wrong he could be.

Edit: I corrected the mistake kindly pointed out by LyDarcy where I mentioned Collins owned an estate, which he didn't, obviously, sorry for that mistake. Besides, as for the scene happened few months back, I was well aware of that but here I am portraying Georgiana as 17, I am assuming the incident happened when she was 15? I really just needed a gap between the two incidents, giving Georgiana time to heal.

As I said this was pretty much an impromptu idea, I do notknow where I intend to go with it, but if the readers are interested I will love to continue this.

I am an amateur and would love all the constructive criticism but please be kind.

So should I continue this endeavour?