"I can't believe you are going to marry my brother," Ginny whispered later that night. Despite the fact that they were getting married and having a baby both their parents had insisted that Hermione sleep in Ginny's room.
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you Ginny, before I left. Or after. I just felt so guilty and then I found out…"
"Hey, don't stress about it; I totally understand. How did it even happen?" Ginny asked. She'd been wondering all afternoon and no amount of pondering could come up with an answer. Harry thought one night stand while Ginny was betting on a wild passionate affair.
"The night before I left, the re-opening party," Hermione explained. Ginny's face fell when she realised she was wrong and now owed Harry five galleons. "I was so drunk."
"He didn't…? I mean you knew…" Ginny hated to think that of her brother but she had to be sure.
"Oh no!" Hermione cried and then lowered her voice. "No, it was all wanted. Ron and I weren't working and I had always thought the twins were cute. There was just something about Fred. I don't even know what it is but I'm drawn to him."
"Do you love him?" Ginny asked, holding her breath for the answer.
"No, not yet. It's hard to not love him. Do you know what I mean?" Hermione continued when Ginny shook her head, looking confused. "I've sort of had to force myself not to fall in love with him and build him up in my mind because that's what it would be; I'd be in love with the idea." Hermione paused for a second, trying hard to sort out what she was trying to say. "It's like, I love what I know about him; hot, strong, loyal, brave, funny, smart. But those are all things that anyone who meets him would know. If I fall in love with Fred I want to fall in love with him, who he truly is. What he would give to nobody but me, not the person that just anybody could meet. Do you get it?" Hermione was worried she'd confused Ginny even more.
But Ginny smiled and nodded. "That's how I feel about Harry. He's this big hero everyone knows and loves and when we got together, and back together, I fell in love with who he truly is. All his silly little quirks that only people who are around him everyday see. Who he is when it's just me and him."
"Exactly." Hermione smiled; glad someone else understood what she was trying to say.
In a room down the hall two brothers grinned at each other as they retracted the extendable ears.
"Guess you better start showing her who you truly are," George whispered.
Fred nodded, a plan already formulating in his mind.
"I'm going home, you coming?" George asked.
Fred shook his head, "I think I'll stay here tonight."
George nodded and with a pop he was gone back to their flat above the store.