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So here the final episode.

Chapter 10

Bill made a mental note to ask the twins about the brooch yesterday. After Hermione's return from the twins' shop, he remembered how flustered she looked but the satisfaction on her face was, no doubt, clear as day. When he asked her about the brooch, her face grew even redder. She shook her head and muttered something about the twins and their pranks.

In some crevice in his mind, he knew what the brooch really is – a mood reader. Yet, he didn't inquire anything further. It'd be truly uncomfortable for Hermione's part.

Though it's such a mundane prank, Bill thinks the brooch invaded Hermione's personal emotions like leafing through her diary. The twins did deserve whatever punishment the younger witch gave them.

Bill strolled down Diagon Alley, making his way to the twins' shop. The moment he opened the door, he was welcomed by a busy crowd hustling and bustling around the goods. Lee Jordan gave a hand with customers much to the bandaged and broken twins' relief. Upon seeing them, Bill snickered, earning him a cheeky rolling of eyes from both of his brothers.

"You both deserve it," the older Weasley said.

Fred huffed. "We wouldn't have gotten in trouble with her if you hadn't told her." He pouted

Bill raised both of his hands. "Whoa? Hang on. I didn't plan for that to happen. Besides, my curiosity got the best of me and I had no idea that the brooch was from both of you."

The twins shrugged at him. "Well, that's your loss, big brother," George added, smirking towards his clone.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Bill asked while narrowing his eyes, arms folded across his chest.

George grinned even wider. "We know you fancy her."

Bill's eyes grew in surprise. "What? Did Ginny say anything to you?"

The twins gave a hearty laugh. "Did you see that, Georgie? He didn't even bother to deny it!" Fred threw his head back laughing even harder. Some eyes darted on their position but they seemed indifferent from the attention.

George clicked on his tongue amusedly. "No one told us anything, big brother. You're just as transparent as our shop's window."

Bill frowned. There is no way they'd know. He is a skilled wizard and masking emotions is one of his abilities. But Bill had a hard time convincing himself that this is just another prank from his mischievous siblings.

"Anyway," he started. "What's the deal with the brooch? Why would you want to read her mood?"

The twins made their way on Bill's side, putting their arms on his shoulder and making sure he wouldn't try to escape. "Just curious if she feels the same way," both of them said with creepy intonation.

"I…" Bill tried to counter their remark only to stop short because of the smugness on his brothers' faces. If it were even possible for his face to contort into seriousness even more, it did. "I am not curious about her feelings for me," he muttered impatiently. Though, in his mind, he's saying the opposite. "I just want to know why you wanted to read her mood so badly."

"We're helping you to pursue her," George said with a cheeky wink.

Bill frowned. "But why?"

Fred and George glanced at each other, amazed at their brother's obliviousness, shrugged, and said, "Because we think you both suit each other perfectly."

Hermione's patience was running thin and the slowness of time wasn't helping either. Two more minutes until her shift is finished. She couldn't wait any longer. It's time she followed her mother's advice.

Make a move before it's too late.

She wants to come clean, to tell him that she likes him, not as a brother or a friend. She likes him as a man, a lover, even.

The warmth on her skin came back just as she thought about her planned confession.

When the clock struck six, she quickly grabbed her bag and exited her office. Apparition wasn't an option when she's in this part of the Ministry. Her feet were aching when she made it to the atrium, successfully Flooing to the Burrow.

She still has some time left before Bill came back from work. He did mention that he's going to visit the twins' shop this morning, too. So, without wasting another second, she decided to doll up before she spilled her heart for the redhead.

The blue sundress fit her perfectly and matched with the neat braids on her hair. This was the first time she felt genuinely excited about dressing up for someone. She smiled at the thought brightly.

When she felt satisfied with how she looked, she descended to the kitchen, conversed with Molly for a while, but decided to wait for Bill in the backyard. She grew even more exasperated. He was rather late today. Usually, he'd be here already.

A dull snap startled her but her face lit up the instant she saw the man she has been waiting for.

"What are you doing out here?" he asked while eyeing her from head to toe. As always, she looks so beautiful, he thought.

"I was waiting for you."

Bill smiled as he heard that. "You were?"

"Yes, there's something I wanted to tell you." Her cheeks blushed. "Do you mind if we take a stroll to the lake?"

Bill licked his lips nervously. "Of course, not. Let's go," he said but he was interrupted by a sudden loud crack.

The duo immediately turned to look at the source of the sound. Bill and Hermione were stunned when they saw the person heading towards them.

"Bill!" The woman with sleek blonde hair ran towards him and embraced him desperately. "I miss you," she whimpered with a thick French accent. "I'm sorry. I'm so stupid for leaving you."

Bill lost all of his words at the sudden visit of his ex-wife.

Hermione came back to her senses. Her chest felt a sudden gush of pain as she saw how Fleur embraced Bill, kissing his cheeks, and asking for forgiveness. She can't watch this. Her vision turned blurry as tears threaten to flow from them. She turned on her heel and headed to the lake, leaving the unsightly scene behind.

She reached the big tree, the one where she knew she was deeply in love with him. She leaned against the rough bark while tears rolled on her cheeks. Her hands grabbed a handful of pebbles and threw them angrily towards the lake. She watched the water splash loudly until her arms could no longer take all the frustrations.

"I was too late," she sobbed quietly.

Hermione gasped in surprise when she was suddenly yanked by the wrist. It was Bill! Oh, Merlin! He saw her crying.

She quickly wiped away her tears with the back of her hand. "Where's Fleur?" she asked calmly.

"Gone."

Her brow furrowed. "Gone where?"

Bill shook his head. "You're not late," he said instead of answering her question.

"I'm not?"

He chuckled and nodded. "Yes, you're never late." He leaned forward until their foreheads touched. Hermione sighed in relief and closed her eyes. Their fingers found their way to each other and intertwined like they were both made to fit the gaps.

"What were you going to tell me?"

Hermione pulled back and opened her eyes. Her cheeks flushed. "I-" mustering her Gryffindor courage, she gazed on him lovingly. "I like you, a lot."

"Good. Because I feel the same way." He hugged her like he never did before. He clutched her with all the desperation inside him until all the pain ebbed away. Her arms reached around him and there was no sound but their hearts beating.

Hermione doesn't want to find out more about Fleur or what happened when she left. None of that matters anymore. The important thing is she's happy now. She threw her inhibitions away and went with it. It paid off well.

Four Years Later.

The twins' watched with disgust how Hermione and Bill cuddled and kissed each other. The small bump on Hermione's stomach showed the outcome within two years of their marriage.

"Do you think we made the right decision?" Fred asked his twin while the other sipped on his beer.

The Burrow was full of loud guests and family members as they celebrated the youngest Potter's birthday.

"She's happy and so is he. I think it's the wisest decision we ever made," George responded.

Fred sighed and shrugged. "Well, at least we don't have to fight for her now."

George grinned. "Yes, it'll be hard for 'Mione to choose between us even though she would agree that I'm the more handsome twin.

"You wish, mate," Fred snorted. "I know kitten would choose me if I were the one who pursued her."

"You wish mate, you wish," George repeated Fred's word and they both laughed.

A loud crash made them both flinch. They both quickly turned to see the source but laughed when they saw their two years old nephew covered from head to toe with cake. Ginny would love to see this.

The room erupted with laughter but Ginny wasn't a big fan of the sight.

"James!" she shouted. "Harry, help!"

THE END

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