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George's POV

I can't believe it, sitting down on the couch, Hermione and me…

"So George, wanna talk to be about it," Fred must have had his twinsense going, flopping down on the couch next to me and elbowing me. "I mean, you didn't even say anything to me about this. Not that you had to but I didn't realize you cared for her that much."

"Well….. I just could stand the idea of her being swept off to another family. I also didn't think that they would ever actually pair me with her." Leaning back into the couch, relaxing and rubbing my eyes and over my head, "I mean, I do want this, I wouldn't have done it if I didn't."

"So what are you going to do, you guys are close, being friends is different than being a couple."

"I don't know. I have been thinking about her more than I ever use to. While her, Harry and Ron were gone, I just worried for her, she is the smartest witch of our age but she was out there. We didn't know where they were, what they were doing, if they were safe or not. I had quite a few sleepless nights." Looking over at my twin and he was grinning at me like crazy, "then at the battle of Hogwarts, I saw her in action. Man, you should have seen, I saw the most amazing thing ever. From where we were, I could see her. She saw a small group of young kids, 3 or 4 first years, who for whatever reason were in one of the courtyards. So what does she do, she runs across the courtyard, in full view of everyone and everything going on. Not caring about her safety, just wanting to get to those kids, once got there. She backed them up into a corner, talking to them, comforting them. Then she turned and the look she had on her face, was the look of determination, you could see her mind figuring everything out, what to do and where to go. While her back was turned a Death Eater started firing at her, she blocked and threw spell after spell until he vanished. She turned to them one more time and must have been telling them the plan. She started running with them, defending them and covering them the whole time. I saw her checking on them later in the Great Hall. It was just one of those things that made Hermione, her, she put those kid's wellbeing ahead of her own." Closing my eyes, thinking about everything that went on that day, everyone that had been lost, thinking how close she could have been to getting hurt or killed.

"Man, you got it bad." He says, looking at me. "You are in love with her there is no doubt about it. I just wonder when it started, or if you always have been and just didn't want to admit it." Laughing, getting up from the couch "Now you just have to make her fall in love with you. I am heading to the flat; see you at the shop after Quidditch?" Not only do we work at the shop together, we share a flat over it. So we see each other all of the time.

I nodded my head, "I will be along soon, going to talk with mum for a bit.

"Bye Mum and Dad." He yells towards the kitchen. Then stepping into the Floo grinning at me, saying and throwing powder "Fred and George's" and he was gone.

Walking into the kitchen, watching mum put stuff away from the busy day "Need help Mum?"

"You scared me George! I thought you went home with Fred." she exclaims spinning around in surprise.

"Not yet, I wanted to talk with you for a bit." Looking down, toeing the ground, I wait for her to say something.

"Come here Georgie, what's on your mind?"

"Did I do the right thing? I thought I did but now, I am not sure, you and dad seemed upset."

Sitting down, next to me at the table, putting her hands in mind, "Not upset, just surprised, we have always considered Hermione family but with this marriage law, I had figured we would lose her." Her eyes tearing up a bit "She won't talk about what she has been through and has sworn the boys to not talk about what happened to her as well. I am sure, we will find more out over time, I just wish she had come to us and talked to us rather than hiding everything. Did you ask her about her parents?"

"I did mum; she said she would rather talk about it later, so I figured she would talk to me about it when she is ready. That is how she always has been, I think something went wrong when she went back to reverse the charm." Rubbing the back of my neck, I was afraid to ask this "Are you upset with me because of some of the stuff we hid from you?" half expecting the arse chewing I didn't get earlier.

"Yes, a little but what is done, is done, I can understand at the same time. Ron and Harry couldn't have been easy to deal with and from what Gin has told me, a lot of girls in the dorm treated her unfairly. She can be hard to handle at times, she is too smart for her own good but I think she will be a good match for you." Smiling at me, mum leans in and kisses my cheek. "Just make sure you treat her right, she is special." Getting up "Because if you don't you will have to answer to each of your siblings. Go home, love, just give it time."

"I will, thanks mum." Walking from the kitchen, to the Floo, stepping inside, "Fred and George's" and a few second later I spit out in our flat. Which was mostly dark, except the light coming from under Fred's door, I head for my room. Sitting down on my bed, I lay back stretching out I close my eyes to think. Maybe Fred is right, I know I adore her but has that changed to love? I do know that I couldn't stop thinking about her when she wasn't here, just wanting to know she was ok. Now she is mine and I want her to feel as special as I know she is, tomorrow, I will start. I have a plan. I get up, smiling, knowing exactly what I want to do, stripping down; I get into bed and try to sleep, smiling at the idea. She is going to be surprised.

Hermione's POV

Ugh, I am so tired; I don't want to get up. All I can hear is that blasted alarm, I try burying my head further under my pillow. It's no use, I need to get up, I have to get to work and see what my week will bring. Being yesterday off was nice but it was a long and emotional day. I still can't believe it, George and me. My mind is whirling and I just woke up. Walking out to the kitchen, I start the coffee pot, I like to still use Muggle appliances, makes me think of my parents. While that is brewing, time to take a shower, walking to the bathroom, I turn on the water and undress, getting into the shower and letting the water run down all around me. It feels so good, the hot water makes my shoulders relax, I brace myself against the wall and lean me head against my arm. Hmmm I wonder what today will bring. Since starting my new job in the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, it has taken a lot out of me. Rubbing my neck with a hand and realizing I need to get a move on it before I am late. Exiting the shower and the bathroom, walking through the hallway to my bedroom, quickly getting dressed and taming my hair into a tight French twist at the back of my head. I wonder will I see George today, I smile and shake my head, where did that come from, why would I? I normally only see him on the weekends at the Burrow. Stay focused Hermione; you can't get all girlie about this now. It is still just George. Grabbing my coffee and heading to the Floo to get to work, smiling and walking through the door to my office, I see a large stack of owl mail and packages to go through. Mr. Bell will be here soon and I am sure I will get lots of questions about yesterday from him. So let's get started before everyone else gets here.

End of Hermione POV

Back at the Burrow

"Arthur, you are going to be late, get a move on it." Molly shouts up the stairs at him. Compared to yesterday, it is quiet around the house, the only child left at home is Ginny and she will be leaving soon to move in with Harry. Molly is saddened by all of this but she knows it won't be long before she has grandchildren and then she can look after them.

Running down the steps "Sorry Molly, my dear, my head is anywhere but here this morning. Just a little overwhelmed with the thoughts of all the weddings." He says getting his stuff together.

"All of the kids are happy so that is all that matters. Now, stop in and check on Hermione, make sure she is ok today, she had a long day yesterday and the idea of marrying George may have been a lot for her to take in." laughing Molly states "I never thought I would be saying those words." Kisses him on the cheek and pushes him to the Floo "Now off you go, love."

"What would I do without you, Molly; of course I will check on her. See you at dinner tonight. Ministry of Magic!" then he was gone.

At the Ministry, Arthur, walks into Hermione's office and she isn't there, he turns to leave and he hears and little noise. Sounded like it came from under her desk, walking around, there she is under her desk; all he can see is her back end. "Um Hermione?"

"Ow, what?! Just a minute, I will be out," backing out from under the desk, rubbing her head and her knee where she was kneeling, "Oh. Hi Arthur, how are you today? Sorry I dropped my wand and it was stuck somehow."

"Molly wanted me to check on you, she is worried about you." Laughing a little, "I think she is afraid you will run away with the prospect of marrying George."

"It's different, that's for sure but I am happy, I know he just wants me to be happy. He is great guy; you and Molly did a wonderful job with him, as well as all of your children. I am very lucky to have met your family." Crossing the room to Arthur, "I really appreciate everything you and Molly have done for me. Please tell her, not to worry about me and I will be fine." She wraps her arms around Arthur and squeezes him tight. "I will try and stop over some night this week but it all depends on how much work I have in that pile of owl mail on my desk" gesturing to the stack that has slid around her desk a little.

"Ok, I will pass that on Hermione, please let us know if we can do anything for you. Especially since your, um, I mean, well, I am sorry to say this, but since your parents won't be involved with the wedding." Starting towards the door, "You have been very much like a daughter to us, so anything we can do, just say so." Looking back once more before leaving her office, he waves and then is gone.

Before too long, Hermione has lost herself in her work again. She received an owl from her boss, Mr. Bell; he will not be in today, so she has the office to herself. Sorting letters that she can handle, letters that will need a decision from him and then letters she is not sure about. It is almost like, if they don't know where to send something, they send it to her office. Before long, she is slipping her shoes off, wishing she had worn something else today her heels are hurting her feet. She is wondering around her office as she reads. It helps her pass the time as well as she has found out she doesn't get a stiff back that way. Nearing lunch time, her head is still in the letter she is reading and doesn't see George walk towards her office, since they are in an area of the building that doesn't get many visitors she has left her door open for some air. Walking towards the office, George is watching her, have a conversation with herself, as she is reading whatever is in her hand.

George's POV

She is talking to herself while reading, something's never change do they, I laugh to myself, thinking of studying with her late at night, she would talk problems out and never realize it. She is wearing reading glasses and pacing, it must have been a long day already; she doesn't have any shoes on. She is quite breath taking, her hair is pulled up at the back of her head, a fitted emerald green jumper and a black skirt that barely comes to her knees, it hugs her just right. I have never noticed how petite she really is, partially because she hardly eats, or at least at the Burrow she hardly eats. I lean against her doorframe waiting to see if she will notice that I am here. Slowly she turns still reading but as she gets closer to the doorway, she realizes someone is there "Just a minute, I will be right with you." Turning to lay her letter down on her desk, "How can I….. Oh George, I am surprised to see you. What are you doing here?" looking around for her shoes I imagine.

I walk towards her "I wanted to surprise you and take you out for lunch, do you have time?" Extending my hand to her and I am happy to see a smile on her face.

"Today I do, plus it so happens my boss is not here today, so I don't have to rush back either. Do you want to go now?" Leaning side to side to put her shoes on, slowly standing up, making her a few inches taller.

"If you are ready, I think so, it is almost noon. I promise to not keep you long, plus I told Fred I would be back before too long." Gesturing for her to walk ahead of me, winking at her "I feel underdressed now that I am with you." All I wore was a pair for dark corduroy's and my zippered Puddlemore overcoat.

"I think you look just fine, handsome even." She says winking at me.

"Well, Ms. Granger, are you flirting with me?" I feign surprise. "I would have never thought."

Tilting her head to one side and laughing, "I have to keep you on your toes. You are going to be a hard person to keep up with. So where are we going?"

"It's a surprise, so we will have to go up and then we will apparate to the right place." Grinning, I know she will never guess. "My lady, let's be on our way." We exit from one of the doors that leads to Muggle London, pulling her around a corner so that no one will be able to see us. "Are you ready?" She nods her head, "Then come closer, I won't bite." Smiling I wrap my arms around her, not necessary but I do like the feeling of her in my arms, she sighs as she leans her head on my chest. Pop! Leaving London and ending in Hogsmeade, "Ok we are here."

Looking around, she asks "Hogsmeade? I haven't been back since I left school." Smiling at me "I forgot how much I have missed this place. So where to kind sir."

"The Three Broomsticks? Unless you rather Madam Puddifoot's?" Laughing knowing well enough she would rather the Three Broomsticks.

"I think a visit with Madame Rosmerta is in order. Is there anywhere else, really, Madam Puddifoot's? You are crazy if you think I want to go there." She links her arm in mine. "Let's go, a butterbeer sounds really good to me." Walking arm in arm up the street, to the doorway of the pub.

I grab the handle to open the door for her, walking into the room; Madam Rosmerta sees us enter and immediately comes over. "George and Hermione, what bring you out today?" looking at Hermione, "I haven't see you for a little while, my dear, what is the occasion?"

"George has surprised me by taking me out the lunch. I assume, he worries I work too much." Smiling at me and cocking her eyebrow at me.

"I am attempting to woo my future wife, starting at one of her favorite places." Hermione looks at me with wide eyes.

"Future wife? Oh, my, you too have been paired together? Forgive me," she laughs, the woman has a wonderful laugh. "The prankster and the prefect, I like it. Well come on it, find a seat and I will bring over some butterbeer."

Walking towards a booth in the corner, "Woo your future wife? Hmmm, so that is what this is." She crosses her arms and sets back in the bench. "You don't have to woo me, George. Just be yourself."

"I think you deserve to be treated once in a while Hermione, get used to it, I am going to spoil you, when I can." Stuffing my hands in my pockets, I am anxious; I don't understand why I am nervous, it is just Hermione.

"Here you go, on the house, I hope that others are as lucky as you two with this marriage law. Let me know if you need anything else." There are two big mugs of butterbeer in front of us and Madame Rosmerta leaves when she hears the doorbell.

"Well, here's to us, hopefully we can get this all figured out, without killing each other." She says, her brown eyes shining and holding up her mug.

"To us, I promise to make you laugh through it all." Putting my mug up to hers.

"And what do you two thinks you are doing here?" With the slightest Scottish brogue, I know that voice anywhere.

"Professor McGonagall, how are you this fine afternoon," I ask, dodging the question.

"Fine, Mr. Weasley but I think I asked you a question," Man, that woman can still make you shake even though I haven't been in school for several years now but before I can answer.

"He is attempting to woo me, Professor." With a smile, Hermione tells her. "He petitioned for my hand and I guess the ministry decided we were a fit. So now he is trying to win me over." Laughing and taking a drink from her glass.

"Merlin's beard, that's news to me." I about spit out my drink to hear her say that, she sits down and continues "I mean, congratulations are in order Mr. Weasley, you are very lucky to have Ms. Granger as your intended." Smirking she says, "Well I guess that explains why I saw you sneaking out of the boy's dorm Ms. Granger." Hermione's eyes widen and checks redden "One night when I was on duty, I happen to do so as my animagus, and what did I see but you coming from the boy's dorm and heading into your room."

"Professor, it wasn't, I mean, I didn't but I did, I mean, not like that."

"Child, I know, trust me, I just wanted to say that you for many years. I know through the years at school you were just friends; that is why when I saw it, I ignored it." She said nodding and standing, "Again congratulations."

"That was brilliant." I saw, I can't help it and if looks could kill, I would be dead. "Hermione, I didn't mean to embarrass you, for one, did you ever think you would hear her say Merlin's beard? Second, why be embarrassed, we are both out of school and adults."

"Well, you have a point, I just, hate thinking that anyone thought that we were anything other than friends in school. I mean, now it will be different, we will have to be different. Never mind nothing I am saying is coming out the way I want." She says taking a big gulp of her drink.

I get up and slide in next to her, "I know, love, it will take time to think differently. That is why I wanted to take you out today. I want to date you before we marry. Please?" I don't like to beg but looking into her eyes, I would do almost anything for her smile.

"Okay but I do have to get back to work, I have enjoyed this afternoon. Do you think you would want to meet Ginny and I out this weekend?" looking away for a second, almost like she can't look at me. Like she is afraid I will say no. "I promise we always have fun when we go out. Maybe you could get Fred to come too. Harry already said he would meet us, he normally does."

"I would love too. I will see if Harry wants to stop by our flat and get us, since he knows where the club is." I lift my hand to tuck a piece of hair behind her ear that has come un-done. "I don't care what we do as long as we spend some time together." Sliding out again, offering her my hand to pull her out. We don't say much until I get her back to the Ministry entrance. "I hope you had a good time Meenie, I love spending time getting to know you again. I will see you Saturday, unless you owl me otherwise, I want you to be ready for this." She starts to pull away and then turns around again and hugs me tight. I can smell her shampoo, vanilla and lavender, a wonderful smell.

"Thanks George, I will talk to you soon." She stands on her tip toes and kisses me, at the corner of my mouth, which makes me smile and makes my face redden. She walks away holding my hand until our fingers slip from each other, turns to wave one last time and then in the phone booth she goes and back to work. How am I going to survive till Saturday, I just want to spend all of my time with her. Time to get to the shop before Fred sends me a howler. Smiling and walking, I can't help but put my fingers to the corner where she kissed me.