It's been 7months since the war has ended. Today is December 2nd and Hermione, Harry, and Ron have been working for the ministry since a month after the war. Harry and Ron were aurors, and Hermione working in the Department of magical creatures. Since the war; the ministry thought it would be a good Idea to hold an annual Yule tide Christmas ball. Not one Witch or Wizard didn't know what to think of it or how to react about it. But it sounded exciting.
"So what you lot think about this ball going on?" Ron asked as he walked along side Hermione and Harry.
"I think it would be fantastic," Harry replied as he continued to walk.
"Yes, it would help to get the war off of everyone's mind. Have a little fun," Hermione stated her thought about it.
"Since when, when did you ever think about fun?" Ron asked in his sarcastic tone.
"I have fun," Hermione retorted when her anger started to rise.
"Since when!" Ron asked waiting for an answer.
"Alright you two, right now is not the time to start a fight," Harry interrupted as they enter the floo to return to the burrows.
When Ron, Harry, and Hermione returned to the burrows. It was dinner time. Ginny just got done setting the table when Harry came up and gave her a small kiss on the lips. Luna went over to hug Ron. They had been dating about a week, they were happy, and everyone was happy for them.
"What no kiss or hug for me?" The voice asked Hermione as she enter in the living room.
"Or me," another voice teased.
"Fred, George, quit teasing Hermione, Come everyone time for dinner," Molly piped walking to the table. Everyone joined Molly at the table for dinner. When Hermione enter the kitchen table there was only a seat next to Fred. Boy Hermione was dreading this; she had to sit next to the one and only prankster, a Weasley twin.
Hermione nervously sat in the seat next to none other than Fred. Molly asked Hermione, Ron and Harry about their day.
"How was your day at the ministry, dearies?" Molly asked.
"Well extraordinary I should say," Harry started.
Molly watched Harry as he spoke with a somewhat surprised look on his face.
"The Ministry is going to put a ball together for Christmas, it's known as the Yule tide Christmas ball. It's something new; all employees and war heroines are invited and their guest." Harry explained.
"That sounds odd, but it's different, I'm sure you would all have fun," Molly said.
"Hermione, we got to do some major shopping," Ginny said excitedly.
Hermione would like to go, but she didn't have the money to go buy a new dress or she didn't have a date. She was down about it, that's why she decided not to go. If she didn't go she wouldn't feel bad about it.
"I'm not going," Hermione said as all seven pair of eyes set on her.
"Not going, why?" Ginny cried.
"Well I don't have the money to buy a new dress, plus I haven't got anyone to go with," Hermione said as she looked down with embarrassment creeping up her cheeks.
"Hermione, I think George or Fred would be happy to take you to the ball," Molly said.
"That's okay they probably already have dates; I don't think they want to go with someone boring as me," Hermione said trying to hold back tears that stung her eyes.
"Not everyone thinks like that Hermione," Fred muttered.
Hermione ignored Fred's choice of words. She pushed her plate away and stood up.
"Molly thanks for the dinner, but I must be going," Hermione hurriedly standing up and collected her things and went to the door.
"I told you, she doesn't like to have fun," Ron piped.
Fred watched her walk out the door, when he heard Ron's choice of words; he hurriedly got up and went after Hermione. Fred seen her walking to the apparition point, He called for her.
"Hermione,"
"Hermione,"
Hermione turned around; she had tears on her cheeks as she looked at Fred. He saw the sadness that the poor girl was feeling, but before he could say anything she was gone.
"Damn," Fred cursed as he kicked the ground.
Hermione landed in her flat. She walked over to the loveseat in her living room and plumped down on it with her hands to her face as she cried. She knew it was stupid for feeling sorry for herself. But she couldn't help feeling the hurt that had corrupted her and it hurt.
Back at the burrows, Fred was sitting at the table with George and Harry playing a muggle game called Sorry. Fred couldn't get Hermione out of his mind of how broke she looked. Fred didn't know how to help her, but he was going to find a way.
"I can't believe Hermione would think, that we think she boring," Fred told George as he slammed his fist on the table.
"Maybe she's nervous, you know the only dance she ever went to or with was with Victor Krum," George reasoned.
"Well do you think she's boring?" Fred asked George.
"Well no, I don't think she is, interesting, yes; but boring no," George replied.
"Do you think she's nice looking?" Fred asked.
"Hermione's a beautiful girl, there's nothing bad about her," George said seriously.
Harry notice Fred asking George all these questions, and wondered what he was trying to get at, So He asked Fred.
"Fred, what's your perspective about all of this?" Harry questioned.
"You mean about Hermione?" Fred asked.
"Yes," Harry replied as he waited for what he wanted to hear about Fred's thoughts about Hermione.
"Hermione is not boring, I've seen her in action about thing, plus I think Hermione is very beautiful, plus Iloveher," Fred said as he said the last part fast, thinking George and Harry couldn't catch it,
"What was that last part?" George asked curiously.
"Nothing," Fred blushed.
"Sure it was nothing," Harry laughed.
"I said it was nothing let's move on, come on let's start this game," as Fred said as he picked up his pieces.
Meanwhile at Hermione's
Hermione slowly lifted herself off of the loveseat as she wiped her tears away. She made her way to the kitchen and got a glass of water. She stood there looking into the glass. "Why do you I have to be so boring," Hermione scowled at herself.
Outside of Hermione's apartment
George walked up to her apartment, he could get it out of his head of what he caught of what Fred said before they started playing the game, he caught it, Fred had said that he loves her.
George shook himself from his thoughts before knocking.
Hermione heard a knock. She looked up at the clock it said it was after midnight. "Who would be here at this time of night," Hermione thought as she sat the cup in the sink.
She walked out of the kitchen Yelling. "I'm coming,"
When she got to the door she hurried and opened the door, to her surprise it was George.
"George," she called as he turned around.
"Hey Hermione, you mind if I come in, it's kind of freezing out here," George greeted.
"Um sure, please come in," Hermione said as she held open the door wider for George to enter.
This was the first time he had ever been inside of Hermione's place; it was so much like her as he looked around. But his gaze was interrupted by Hermione's voice.
"George why are you hear, if this is about what your mum said at dinner, you don't have too," Hermione explained.
When George realized that she was talking, he jumped from is thought's.
"No Hermione, I would love to take you, but someone wouldn't like it too well," George stated.
"Oh," Hermione said meekly.
"I just came to see if you were okay," George said nervously.
"I'm fine," Hermione lied.
"Well from what it looks like, that you've been crying so I really would actually say that you're fine," George said worriedly.
Hermione went over to the loveseat and sat down, and George followed the same move as he sat next to her. As tears formed in her eyes once more, they started to fall. George caught this.
"Hey, Hey," George said as Hermione fall into his lap and cried.
"What's wrong, love?" George asked softly.
"Am…am I boring George?" Hermione questioned.
"Oh Hermione, no; where would you get an Idea like that?" George asked.
"Ron"
"Well Love, many people don't think your boring; plus Ron's a prat," George told Hermione as he brushed her hair away from her face with is fingers in comfort.
"Thank you! George thanks for coming to see if I was okay," Hermione gave a teary smile.
"Anytime, Love," George smiled.
Hermione relaxed back into George's side as he held her. Outside there was someone watching them from the window, that someone had a pang of jealousy pass through him as a tear escaped his eyes. He slowly walked away as his twin and the love of his life continued.
I hope you like it, please review and let me know what you think! and YES! Fred Won! but I thought sine George was off by on I turned it into a FW/HG/GW fic but in the end Fred wins the Girl... Sorry to my George fans, I'll do a one shot with George and Hermione soon!