AN: I'm so sorry it has taken me so long to update. I just had a serious case of writers block. I knew where I wanted to go with the story, I was just having trouble finding the motivation to write it. But, thanks to all of your wonderful reviews and all the story alerts I found my motivation. Enjoy the chapter! Oh and also, this chapter contains some major smut (hence the M Rating), if you don't like it, don't read it!

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Chapter 10

"Stop fidgeting! You look beautiful!" Ginny scolded Hermione for at least the fifth time as they approached the location of the party.

Hermione couldn't help it. When she and Ginny had gone to the store she had George on her mind and a new confidence to her. Ginny helped her pick out a dress that was sure to "make George's mouth hang open and drool". It was a form fitting dress that fell to mid thigh in a beautiful deep purple almost black color. The thick straps of the dress lead to a plunging v-neckline showing off her cleavage in a tasteful way. Hermione normally didn't wear such revealing and form fitting clothes, but she wanted to look special for George. She wanted him to want her and she more than anything wanted to win him over. Standing in the mirror of the store Hermione examined the dress she was wearing and let her eyes wander to study her own face. She was startled to find a small smile and was even more surprised to find that no matter what she did, that smile was a permanent fixture on her face. When had that happened? Looking back, she realized it really was all thanks to the twins and more specifically George. In such a short period of time they had brought some light back to her life and a smile to her face. Sure she still had some demons of her own that she was battling, but who didn't?

"Well, are you going to stay out here all day or are you ready to go in?" Ginny's sarcastic remark snapped Hermione out of her stupor. She started tugging at the hem of her dress again. How did she let Ginny talk her into such a short dress? And these shoes? One wrong turn on these high heels and she would wind up falling flat on her lightly made up face.

"Hermione. You are gorgeous. Stop being so nervous and just have a good time! Now, go get George!" Ginny pulled open the door and entered the party with Hermione still standing outside. "Right, let's go Hermione. You can do this!" She told herself over and over again. She took a deep breathe, squared her shoulders and opened the door and walked in.

The party was already in full swing. There had to be at least 50 people there already. Some were dancing, some were visiting with other guests and they all seemed to be in high spirits. On the wall was a large copy of the Witch Weekly cover featuring the Weasley twins.

"Hermione?!" She turned and saw Harry and Ron approach both with a stunned look on their face. Clearly they weren't used to see her dressing like this.

"Bloody Hell! You look fantastic!" Ron stuttered out while Harry shook his head in agreement.

"Language Ron!" Hermione chastised but still smiled, feeling a bit better about her outfit. "Have you seen the twins? I wanted to congratulate them on a great party."

"Last I saw they were over by the drink table and surrounded by swooning girls." Harry commented off handedly.

"Oh?" She tried not to let her jealously shine through at the thought of girls circling George. She was not going to let a moment go to waste. For once in her life she knew what she wanted and she was going to get it. She wandered off from Harry and Ron as they both became engrossed in discussing the latest Chudley Cannons quidditch game. She started weaving herself through the mass of people on the dance floor and suddenly stopped. As she looked up she spotted George standing on the edge of the dance floor with Fred, and as Harry said, they were surrounded by girls. He looked absolutely gorgeous. He was wearing a pair of dark jeans with a button down black shirt. Both showing off his muscled beaters build. Fred seemed to be soaking up the attention and was flirting shamelessly with multiple girls at once. George on the other hand seemed to be distracted. He was ignoring the girls surrounding him and his eyes were sweeping the party as though he were in search for someone. Hermione held her breathe as his eyes fell onto her.

It took a moment for George to register that the gorgeous bird standing on the dance floor was Hermione, his Hermione. His jaw dropped as he stared at her, taking her in. She looked incredible. Her hair hung around her shoulders in beautiful, shiny chocolate curls making her look like an angel. Her big brown eyes were trained on him and were full of some sort of emotion. What was it? His gaze traveled down further and he couldn't stop himself from licking his lips. Her dress clung to her body showing off her perfect womanly curves and her chest. Much to his delight her dress was short and lead to her smooth, long, toned legs that seemed even longer with her high heeled shoes. Merlin! He wanted to shag her right there! He looked around himself and rolled his eyes as he saw all these girls surrounding him still. He didn't want any of them. The one girl he wanted was standing on the dance floor looking at him almost expectantly and he was not about to keep her waiting. He pushed his way out of the group of adoring fans and made his way to the witch. As soon as he reached her he put his hands on her hips and leaned down to whisper in her ear.

"Merlin, Granger. You look absolutely stunning. I'm pretty sure that every bloke in the room can't take his eyes off of you."

As he pulled back he saw the small pleased smile on her face. She stood on her toes and whispered back to him.

"Thank you George. But I didn't dress like this for every bloke in the room. Only you." And with that she leaned into him and placed her lips on his, trying to pour all her emotions, wants and needs into that kiss. It only took a moment for George to respond as he pulled Hermione close him and wrapped his arms around her waist. She molded her body to his and buried one hand in his hair and the other gripping his shoulder and slowly moving down to caress his well muscled arm. Hermione was elated. She had never felt this much passion for someone before. She opened her mouth a bit and felt George slip his tongue into her mouth, caressing her and making her feel hot all over. She heard George faintly moan as his hands started moving up and down her back. Hermione wanted more. She wanted to feel all of him. They broke apart from their heated kiss panting and rested their foreheads together.

"You're so hot Hermione. How did I get this lucky to have you in my arms tonight?" George asked her.

She smirked and didn't say anything. She heard a new upbeat song start up and started to move to the beat.

"Dance with me George." She whispered. He pulled her closer and started to move along with her. She turned around started moving her hips to the beat all the while grinding into George's ever growing erection. He groaned and started moving his hands up and down her sides. They seemed to forget there were other people around as they became so focused on each other and their growing attraction. Towards the end of the song George spun Hermione back around and quickly captured her lips again. He had both hands at the back of her head, caressing her neck and soft hair all the while grinding his body against Hermione's making her body feel like it was going to explode with tension. She wanted more, she needed more. She stopped kissing him and looked up at him and opened her mouth to say something, but before she could George cut her off.

"I need you Granger. Let's get out of here yeah?" He looked at her with lust filled eyes and she knew she could not and didn't want to deny. She nodded and before she knew what was happening George had apparated straight out of the party with her in his arms and to his flat. She barely had time to register their location as George picked her up leaned against the nearest wall and started covering her neck in hot open mouthed kisses and little nips up and down the column of her neck, while pushing her dress up to her hips. Hermione wrapped her legs around George's waist and ground her aching core against him, searching for some sort of relief to the delicious ache she felt between her legs.

George groaned and started rubbing his hands over her tight bum. "Do you know how long I've wanted you? I've been dreaming about this. About taking you and making you mine. This is your last chance Hermione. I'm playing for keeps. Once we do this, I don't plan on ever letting you go." He rolled his hips and rubbed his hard erection against her. She groaned and let her head fall back

"Yes George, make me yours. That's all I want." That was all she said before George pulled her away from the wall and captured her lips. He only stopped kissing her for a moment to pull her dress over her head then began kissing her again. He gasped against her mouth when he realized she wasn't wearing a bra. He ran his fingers over her erect nipples and she moaned into his mouth.

"More George I want more!" He palmed the beautiful globes in his hands and began pinching and teasing. "Ah! Yes, George, that feels so good!" She whispered in a breathy voice into his ear. "You know, I'm practically starkers and you're still fully dressed. I hardly think this is fair…" She managed to mumble out in between her gasps of pleasure.

George grinned as she quickly started to work on unbuttoning his shirt but was having a difficult time as George's rubs and caresses all over her body kept distracting her from her task. Finally she grew too frustrated and mumbled a spell that left George completely and deliciously naked. She licked her lips and stared down at his body, running her hands down his chest.

"See something you like love?" She looked up and smirked back up at George.

"Oh yes. I do actually." And with that she dropped to her knees and took George's length into her hot mouth.

George groaned and felt his head fall back with his eyes closed. "Hermione!" he gasped out as he felt her tongue circle his already wet tip. She teased him with her tongue before sliding her mouth down his long, thick length. He moaned again and placed his hands on the back of her head and tried to resist pumping himself into her mouth. She slowly made her way back up his shaft and repeated the process several more times while caressing his balls in her hand. After several minutes George stopped her and pulled her up.

"My turn" He smiled at her and then dropped to his knees. He moved her black lace knickers down her legs and eased them off. He then looked up at her with lust filled eyes and took one of her legs and put it over his shoulder. He leaned in and licked her folds causing her to call out to him and use a string of expletives that one would never imagine coming out of Hermione Granger's mouth. He continued to lick, nibble and suck until Hermione came apart. She called out his name as she shuttered through her orgasm.

After she had calmed down, George took her hand and led her through the flat to his bedroom. He closed the door and placed a locking spell on the door and when he turned around he found Hermione spread out on his bed waiting for him. She took his breath away and all he could do was stare for a moment. How did he get so lucky? This kind, caring, wonderful, beautiful witch was his. His heart filled up with happiness at that thought.

"George," Hermione's sweet voice interrupted his musings. She looked at him with her big brown chocolate eyes. "George, I need you in me now" She demanded. George didn't think it was possible for him to get any harder but those words certainly made it happen. He rushed over to the bed and laid on his side next to her. She grabbed his face and pulled it to hers, kissing him roughly. He lost all coherent thought as she rolled him onto his back and straddled him. She positioned her entrance above him and slowly brought his length into her wet tight heat. They both moaned and stayed still for a moment enjoying the feeling joining as one. She started rocking her hips and lost herself in the motion of being filled so completely. George watched her with wide eyes. He watched as her head fell back and her back arched causing her to stick out her breasts even more. He started to run his hands over her chest, marveling in the small mews and gasps Hermione made. He quickly flipped them over so that she was on her back with her legs wrapped around his waist.

She looked into his eyes and said "Take me George." It was as if something snapped inside of George when she said those words and he let go. He started moving inside of her quickly, pounding into her deeper and deeper. He thought he should back off, he didn't want to hurt her, but when he tried to soften his thrusts and slow down Hermione lifted her head and practically yelled "Harder George! I want all of you! Take me harder." And he did. He pumped in and out of her feeling himself climb higher and higher. He was so close and started murmuring in her ear. "Gods Hermione! I love fucking you."

"Yes, George! I love it too! " She screamed out as he moved his fingers to her swollen clit and made her finish with just a flick of his fingers. She pulsed around him, pulling him over the edge to completion. They both screamed out each other's names and fell back to the mattress clinging to each other and panting.

George lay on his back and pulled Hermione to his side, planting a kiss to her forehead.

"Wow," he said, "That was amazing."

Hermione hummed her agreement and snuggled into his chest.

"Hermione? I wasn't kidding before. I really do want you to be mine. Will you be my girlfriend?"

Hermione smiled and leaned up to kiss him, " Yes, George. I would like nothing more."