A/N: Hello my people! I am sorry this one took so long but it has been a looooong end of the year in my house. I had finals and then I was spending time with my family and now I am back in classes. I really hope you guys enjoy this chapter (sorry for how short it is) and remember, I do not own Harry Potter! Also if you guys are interested I can post on my twitter account when this fic is updated (if you aren't already following it on here). If you are interested drop me a pm and I'll give you my handle.

Fred and Hermione made their way back down to the store after their discussion. Hermione kissed Fred on the cheek and thanked him for listening to her and expressed that he didn't need to keep this from George. While she didn't have a twin, she was sure that keeping secrets from his twin was painful. From the smile of thanks she got, she was pretty sure she was correct.

Fred smiled at Hermione before heading to the shop floor where he knew his twin was waiting.

"So what have you two been up to," George asked.

"She told me everything that happened."

George gaped at Fred. "Everything? As in what happened in the relationship and why she disappeared for a month?"

"Yup, she told me everything. I can't believe how strong that little witch is."

"What do you mean how strong she is? Was it that bad?"

"I'll put my memories in our pensieve after work so you can see her explain everything. I'm afraid of missing something important."

"Is there that much? Do I really want to see what happened to her? It sounds awful already."

Fred smiled ruefully, "If you want to know what happened you have to watch her tell it. That's the only way you'll ever know."

George sighed and nodded at his brother. He knew that however much he didn't want to know what happened, he needed to know so that he could help his brother with the witch.

"Alright, Fred, show me after closing tonight."

Fred nodded at his brother before turning to the floor of the shop.

Hermione felt light, much lighter than she had felt before talking about her issues. She was glad that talking about it and had helped. Looking back at her morning Hermione couldn't help but laugh at herself. She couldn't understand now why she had been so nervous about talking about it. Sure, it was painful, but it helped her. She remembered her mum would always make her talk about what was bothering her when she was little and talking to Fred mimicked that.

As Hermione sat down to start the inventory work, she noticed that she was smiling again. It had been so long since she had smiled without a reason that it came as a surprise albeit a welcome one. She was glad that she was able to smile without feeling guilty about Ronald. For so long she thought she couldn't be happy without Ronald being happy that she just stopped being happy. Now she was free. More free than she had been in a long time.

George took time that day to sneak into the inventory room to watch Hermione. He knew he was being a bit of a creep, but he needed to see how happy she was for himself. He knew he could trust Fred but something like this was better seen for oneself. He too had been upset that Hermione had been less than her happiest for so long and was glad that there was a change. Looking at Hermione, who was totally engrossed in her work, George felt himself fall a little deeper for her than before. He knew it was wrong to be longing for his brother's crush but he couldn't help it. She was beautiful and smart and he just wanted to help her. After a few minutes George turned around and left to go do his own job, impatient to see what had happened to Hermione.

Walking back into the front of the store, George caught Fred's eye and nodded with a small smile. Fred nodded back and continued helping the customer he was standing with. George turned to the area with the cash till and saw a small line that was building and quickly ran over to help. He still couldn't believe how popular the store was even after so many years. He knew by now though, that a lot of that had to do with Hermione. She had come up with so many ideas for the store it wasn't funny. She had created a product that gave people uncontrollable diarrhea. It was a product that flew off the shelves. That was the first idea that she had shared with the twins. After hearing it, the twins managed to get her to tell them that she had more ideas in a notebook and they made her show them. All of those ideas were now reality and being sold to the public. All of them were completely hilarious and totally worth every hour spent brewing.

As George checked out the many customers that seemed to come from nowhere he continued to think about the woman in their inventory room. He knew Fred liked her and knew that he shouldn't be falling for her but he truly couldn't help it. He thought she was brilliant. Not just because she provided new and better products but because she had managed to not get killed in the 7 years of school. She was able to use the knowledge she gained and not just for book things but for creating joke products. She came up with theories and put them to use in ways Fred and George could only dream about. She was amazing… That was all George could think. He knew that Hermione wouldn't want to come between the twins and wouldn't be with either of them if she knew how they both felt so it was easier to let Fred be the man. He would find someone else.

He didn't want to have to find someone else and he knew it would be insanely difficult to find anyone remotely like Hermione but he would do it for Fred. He would do it for the twin he almost lost.