A/N- I still don't own Harry Potter, but I think you all know that by now. Just like the last chapter, this one picks up where the last one ends. Some emotional Hermione in this chapter, and Hermione gets her NEWTS back. Yay NEWTS!
The minute she stepped into the flat George had pulled her into his arms, kissing her. "Did you miss me George?"
"A little," he admitted, kissing her again.
"Hermione? This came for you just as we returned," Angelina handed her an envelope.
It was from Lee. Apparently someone had made an offer for the house. Hermione sat down on the sofa. "Are you okay?" George sat down next to her, "Is it bad news?"
"Lee's mum found a buyer for the house," she whispered.
"That's great," he grinned. He noticed a tear in her eye, "It's great, right?"
Hermione just shook her head and got up, "It's over. Excuse me." George watched as she went into her own bedroom; they always shared a bed now. Why would she go in there?
George knocked on her bedroom door before opening it to see her crying on the bed. He sat down and pulled her into his arms. "I've got you Hermione. It's okay. You don't have to talk if you don't want to. I'm just here to hold you."
She was silent for almost ten minutes, just crying "I have nothing now," she whispered. "No family, no home," she shook her head, "it's just me and Crookshanks."
Carefully George lifted her head, "You have me too," he leaned in and kissed her gently, "and you have Fred, Angelina, Mum, Dad, all of the Weasley clan, really, and Harry of course. You are not alone. And as for a home," he smiled, a blush rising onto his cheeks, "I don't know if it's the same for you but when I'm with you no matter where we are I feel like I'm home."
Hermione smiled in spite of her tears, "George I…thank you," she kissed him and hugged him. "You're wonderful."
"No arguments here," he smiled. Hermione laughed and pulled him into a kiss. "If you want I can go with you when you close."
"Thank you I'd like that," she ran her hands through his hair, "you're the best, George. Thank you for being so wonderful."
He kissed her again, "You're incredibly wonderful yourself, you know. You're helping me with my insecurities."
"Hard to believe with an ego that huge that you have any," she teased. George lifted her up and carried her out into the living room.
After they closed on the house George took her to lunch with Harry and Ginny. "Hermione's home is now sold," George announced as he held her chair for her before sitting down and giving her a peck on the cheek, "so go ahead and make your congratulations."
Ginny smiled, "That's great Hermione. Are you okay?"
"Better," she nodded, "George has been great, not letting me get too depressed about it."
"Weasley twins are known for being extra cheerful," Ginny laughed.
Hermione squeezed his hand affectionately, "He certainly can be that."
George winked at her as Harry spoke, "We haven't really hung out much lately, Hermione."
"No we haven't," she shook her head, "I don't think I'd have been much company. I mean George could barely stand me at times."
Harry smiled, "I'm always there for you Hermione."
"I know," she smiled at him. "Thanks Harry. Have you decided on a career path?"
"I'm going to be an Auror," he answered, smiling. "Ginny's going to finish her last year in school. Did you get your NEWTS results yet?"
She shook her head, "No. But George said it'd take a while."
George nodded, "It took me three months to get mine back. So Hermione's should return in a few days."
"I think I might train to be a Healer," Hermione said. "I think that would be very fulfilling work for me."
"You're good at it too," Harry said, smiling at her. "I think that's the perfect career for you."
"I'm with Harry," George said. "You should have seen her heal my burns when an invention blew up on me."
"Oh so now you're doing it to train me?"
"That's an optimistic way of looking at it," George grinned. Hermione, Harry, and Ginny all laughed.
Hermione received an owl two days later. She eagerly took it when Angelina brought it into the kitchen. She carefully opened it, not ignorant of the three grinning faces standing around her eager to see her scores. Hermione noticed two sheets of paper which she found odd. She looked at her scores:
Ancient Runes- O
Arithmancy- O
Charms- O
Defense Against the Dark Arts- O
Herbology- O
Potions- O
Transfiguration- O
Hermione squealed in delight and leaped into George's arms, kissing him madly. "I did it!"
George wrapped his arms around her bum, holding her up and returning the kiss, "Told you," he muttered between kisses.
"Congratulations," Fred grinned at the excited witch. At first he'd found it hard, letting up on teasing Hermione. But he had to admit, she was really great to have around. He'd be sad when she stopped working at the shop. She was great with the customers, especially the children.
After a few minutes of snogging George she finally pulled away and looked at the second piece of paper, "It's from Professor McGonagall," she said, wiggling excitedly on George's lap. He wouldn't mind the wiggling, generally, but it was hard to focus on what she was saying at present given the spot she was wiggling against. "I have the highest scores in Hogwarts history and I'm getting a special award for it," she looked up at George, "I get to have a ceremony at Hogwarts."
He smiled and kissed her, "Well then I guess Fred, Angelina and myself will have to get dressed up for a special event."
She flushed, "You don't have to do that George."
"Yes we do," Fred jumped up and down on the couch as he shouted, "but first we all get to go out tonight and party to celebrate!"
Angelina rolled her eyes, "While my boyfriend the child might be a bit over the top," she yanked him back down to sit, "he's right. We should all go out tonight and celebrate."
"I'll write to Harry and Ron and invite them too," Hermione said, kissing George again before leaving the room excitedly.
"She's really happy," Fred said to his brother.
"Yes she is," he nodded.
"If her friends come you won't be able to be there as a couple," Angelina pointed out.
He shrugged, "That doesn't matter," he said. "I just want her to be happy."
After a few minutes he went into Hermione's bedroom. She smiled at him but then frowned. George looked a little odd. "George what's wrong?"
"Nothing," he kissed her cheek, "I'm fine."
"Liar," she pushed him onto her bed and straddled him, "What is wrong George?"
"I really am fine Hermione," he told her. "Just…if your friends come I won't get to be the boyfriend."
Hermione leaned down and kissed him, "George, this was your idea." He mumbled something Hermione couldn't hear and she rolled her eyes, "Besides, George Weasley, you still have to be my dancing partner. Harry has Ginny and Angelina and Fred are together, and that means that we're the only singles."
"Ron is single."
"Not as of four days ago," Hermione smiled. "Susan has agreed to give him a chance. Which means, my handsome and insecure boyfriend, that you and I are the only 'singles'." George grinned at the realization that he could still monopolize her time. Hermione added, "Besides, we can make them question whether or not we're dating." He just smiled as Hermione wrote her letters to her friends.
By the time they'd closed up the shop for the day Harry and Ron had both written back in the affirmative. They ate dinner together, George and Angelina cooking, before they all exited to get dressed up for the night. Hermione exited her bedroom, heels in hand, and looked for the boys. Fred and George were waiting on the couch. "George? Can you come zip up my dress please?"
"You could use your wand," Fred said.
"Less human contact that way," she said, turning so that George could zip her up. He placed a kiss on her bare shoulder before she turned around, "What do you think?"
"You look amazing," he answered, smiling as his eyes took in the vision of loveliness in front of him in. "You should wear a red dress more frequently."
"Angelina and I saw it in a Muggle store last week and she made me try it on. I really liked it," she added, "I thought you might too."
He just nodded in response before leaning in to kiss her. Angelina exited her and Fred's room, "Sheesh you two, can you stop for thirty seconds?"
"We can't snog at the club," George said.
"Not unless you just admit you're a couple," Fred pointed out. "But then the bet would be off and that would be bad."
"Let's get going. We're meeting them soon," Hermione said. "And you two are ridiculous by the way."
"I concur," George said, enjoying teasing his brother. "I want the first dance," he told Hermione as they Disapparated.
Additional A/N- I hope you're all enjoying this story. I'm not sure if the next chapter will begin at the club or not.
