CH6

FPOV

"We should head back," I said finally breaking the kiss.

"I suppose so but shouldn't we talk about…well this." She looked nervously at me.

"Typical woman," I teased.

"Well, I mean I am your brother's wife."

"Ok, Mione I don't want this to stop but it's your choice. I mean not that I want to hurt Ron or anything I just. God I don't know I should wear a badge saying 'World's Worst Brother' for even hoping this will continue but I need to feel like I didn't lose my chance you know," What are you doing my brain was screaming but words kept coming out of my mouth and I couldn't stop them. I looked at her hopefully.

"I need time to think," with that she walked away. My heart dropped.

What the hell am I doing falling for my younger brother's wife I am an idiot.

HPOV

What the hell am I doing falling for my husband's brother I'm meant to be the smartest witch of my age.

"Hermione," George stepped out in front of me blocking my path. "What are you playing at? Your going to break them both and you know it. What is it one Weasley not enough for you?"

"I'm sorry George I have no idea what you are talking about," I stalked past him into the Burrow where everyone was sat watching Victoire with interest. I perched on Ron's lap as he wrapped his arms around my waist. Fred entered and stood in the doorway.

"Why don't we get outta here?" Ron asked his breath smelt faintly of fire whiskey. I looked at Fred my heart began to ache but I nodded and we said our goodbyes before apparating home.

Once we arrived home he asked the one thing I didn't want to answer.

"Where did you go with Fred?"

"We just went for a walk, enjoy the piece and quiet," I replied avoiding eye contact.

"If you say so," He look at me judgementally.

"Just because you can't keep it in your trousers doesn't mean the rest of us can't!" I snapped. "I'm going to bed. Maybe you should sleep down here tonight." Ok I know it was a big lie and I felt awful, was I really thinking of cheating on my husband with his own brother. I was turning into a hypocrite but once he looks at me with those eyes, he makes me feel like I'm the prize he's won. I haven't felt this way since my honeymoon and I have seen the real him and I don't want to lose him. I guess that is my decision but how can I agree to this I'm an awful person. I fell asleep to thoughts of me and Fred but also what George had said was swimming in my mind.

"Your going to break them both" was he right could I hurt them both. I am so selfish.