Disclaimer - I'm not J.K, I'm just slightly HP obsessed!

A/N - This is a sequel to my earlier story, 'Nobody Else'. You don't have to have read it to read this, but it probably helps! If not, just know that Chloe is my own little love interest for George.

Diamonds and Cocktails

Chloe burst into the kitchen of the house she shared with Ginny, Hermione and Tonks to find the three of them plus Angelina sat around the kitchen table drinking tea.

"Hey Clo, how was the big anniversary dinner?" Angelina asked. Chloe said nothing, but held up her left hand, on the fourth finger of which now resided a gigantic diamond ring.

"Merlin's beard, that thing is huge!" Angelina cried, while Tonks, Hermione and Ginny's mouths dropped open in disbelief.

"I'm getting MARRIED!" Chloe shouted, "MARRIED!" Ginny jumped up from her chair, and threw herself at Chloe.

"You're gonna be, like, my first official sister!" She cried. Hermione laughed.

"What about Fleur, Gin?" Ginny snorted.

"Phlegm? No way! Chloe's like, my friend!"

"Oh, I'm just like a friend, am I Gin?" Chloe laughed, throwing her arms around Ginny's shoulders. Angelina stood suddenly.

"C'mon, we need to go out and celebrate! It's only ten o'clock!"

"I'm surprised you even came home," Tonks laughed, "shouldn't you and George be locked in some room somewhere showing each other just how much you love each other?"

"Screw that!" Chloe cried, "I wanted to show off this rock!"

"Come on!" Angelina squealed, "get dressed you lot! Clo, can I borrow something to wear?" Chloe giggled and nodded, and the girls left the kitchen, the steaming tea forgotten.

George strutted into the Leaky Cauldron, where he knew Fred, Ron, Harry and Lee would be that night. Oh yes, he was marrying Chloe Thomas, and he wanted to make that fact known as soon as possible.

"George mate!" Lee cried, seeming slightly inebriated, "How'd it go?" None of them had known he was going to propose. George sat down, a smug smile on his face.

"She said yes."

"Said yes to…" Fred trailed off, comprehension dawning. "George mate! Well done! Get the man a firewhiskey Tom!" he called to the barman, slapping George on the back, "He's getting married!" Ron leapt up, shaking his brother's hand furiously.

"Congratulations!" he cried, while Lee and Harry performed some form of celebratory dance around the table. "I didn't even know you were going to ask her!"

"Neither did I," George shrugged, a huge smile on his face, "but when I was in the Alley this afternoon looking for a present for her I just thought, why not? Why get her some stupid teddy or something, when I could give her the most amazing gift of all - me!" The table erupted into laughter, and Tom the barman brought a bottle of firewhiskey and another glass over to the table.

"Congratulations are in order Mr. Weasley." he said, showing George a mouthful of crooked teeth, which he took to believe was a smile. "Have this, on the house."

"Thanks very much Tom, thanks very much." He replied warmly, while Fred immediately poured a generous serving of firewhiskey into each glass. Tom disappeared back behind the bar, and the boys raised their glasses, clashed them together, and downed the liquid inside.

The girls decided to take a trip into muggle London, as according to Ginny, the bars stayed open much later. Chloe delved into a cupboard in the kitchen where they kept a stash of muggle money, and counting it said,

"There's about two hundred quid there, do we really need to take it all?"

"Hell yes!" Ginny cried. Tonks smiled.

"Why not Clo? This is the best reason to spend it, right?" Chloe smiled.

"Yeah, it is. I'm getting married, after all!" The girls flooed to Diagon Alley, and emerged in the back room of the Leaky Cauldron, and making their way through the bar, noticed the boys. Angelina nudged Chloe.

"You wanna go say hey?" Chloe laughed.

"I've got the rest of my life to do that Ange!" Nevertheless, she made her way over to the boys table.

"There she is!" Fred cried, his face red from the alcohol, "the bride to be!" George turned round and gave Chloe a dazzling smile, pulling her onto his lap. She kissed his cheek, and smiling he asked,

"So where d'you think you're going all dressed up then?"

"We are going into muggle London to celebrate my impending wedding!"

"Your impending wedding?" George asked, with a mischievous glint in his eye.

"Of course," Hermione replied, "the wedding is for the woman George, and it'd do you good not to forget that!" Everyone laughed, and Chloe and the girls bid the men goodbye. They made their way out of the pub, and into the hustle of the city.

"Bloody Hell," Ginny remarked, "Bit busier than the Alley isn't it?" Chloe laughed, slightly hysterically.

"Blimey, I don't know if I should be drinking tonight, I feel like I'm about to burst already!" She said.

"Oh don't be ridiculous!" Tonks laughed, linking her arm through Chloe's and into the street. "Look," she said, pointing with her free arm, "that looks like a nice little wine bar, why don't we go there?" Nobody objected, and the five made their way across the road. When they got inside, they headed straight for the bar and studied the cocktail menu.

"Well, I think I'm in the mood for a Screaming Orgasm!" Hermione said, licking her lips lasciviously. Chloe laughed.

"Well, you know where Ron is! I think I'll go for a Cosmopolitan, what about you lot?" Tonks frowned.

"I think I'll join you with a Cosmo." she said, and Ginny nodded.

"Me too."

"Sod that!" Angelina giggled, "I'm with Hermione!" The tall, handsome barman made his way to the girls and Angelina winked, before saying to him,

"We'll take three Cosmopolitans, and two Screaming Orgasms…if you're up to it!" He laughed.

"Celebrating tonight ladies?" he asked. Ginny nodded.

"Indeed we are! This lovely young lady," she said, pulling Chloe up to the bar, "is going to become my sister in law!" The barman smiled at her.

"Well, congratulations! I wish you every happiness." Chloe giggled, and the barman set to work on their drinks.

As they made their way to a booth in the corner of the bar, Ginny poked Chloe in the small of her back and whispered,

"Did you see that barman? I swear if I wasn't with Harry… bet you wish you weren't getting married now don't you!" Chloe laughed, and slid into the booth.

"Nope. He was fit, but there's no one like George."

"Oh bloody Hell," Angelina sighed, "she'll get worse when she's had a drink wont she?" she added, speaking from experience. Hermione nodded.

"Oh yes!"