June 30, 1996 (1 Year 11 Months Before the Battle of Hogwarts)
"So…what I'm hearing is…you like him?"
Nya bit the inside of her lip furiously and took a big gulp of her drink instead of answering.
"Ah." The redhead said, nodding. "Well then I suppose it's a good thing he sent me over here to ask if you would like to join him for a walk."
Nya turned to face him quickly, her face quickly erupting into a grin. "Really?"
"Yes really." He retorted, rolling his eyes. "But if and only if you answer the following question correctly."
Nya's grin was quickly replaced confusion.
"Why not me? I'm clearly better looking."
Nya rolled her eyes.
"Well which of you were born first?"
"George was, I was in there two minutes more, ergo giving me more time to beautify myself before my arrival."
"Oh well then there's your answer." Fred furrowed his brow. "I like older men." Nya said with a wink and stood up.
"I'm the funnier one as well! You're making the incorrect choice!" Fred said as she walked away. He immediately laughed to himself and turned on his bar stool to a pretty black girl next to him. "Aren't I?"
George was standing next to the door. Nya smiled.
"Is he always like that?"
"Especially when he drinks." George said, holding the door open for her.
"I kind of feel bad leaving him alone." Nya said once they were both outside. The sun was slowly setting as they began walking up high street.
"He'll be fine. Angelina was right next to him."
"Who's Angelina?"
"Oh they dated at school. Been on and off ever since."
"And did you try to convince her you were better looking?" Nya said with a grin. George chuckled.
"No. You'll learn if you haven't already there is really no arguing with Fred. Even when he is blatantly wrong, as I am both better looking and funnier."
Nya shook her head, they were both ridiculous, that was for sure.
"So how about you? Did you date anyone at school?" Nya said quickly…as if somehow that would make it less awkward.
"No."
"Why not?"
"One of us had to get good grades."
"I thought you said you got the same grades."
"Actually I had to focus on Quidditch."
"Didn't you play the same position?"
George smiled at her. "Well aren't you just terribly a terribly good listener…I suppose the real answer is that I wasn't really interested in dating in school."
"It's because I wasn't there." Nya said with conviction, walking a few paces ahead of him.
"Oh? And if you had been what makes you think I'd have been interested in you eh?"
She turned around quickly.
"You're interested now, aren't you?" She asked, devilish grin on her face and color coming to her pale cheeks.
"What was your first clue?" George took a few slow steps towards her.
"I think you were simply awe struck the moment you laid eyes on me." Nya said airily.
George rolled his eyes. "You caught me." He said with a sigh, putting his hands up in mock surrender. Nya smirked, took his left hand in hers and continued walking, turning them left down another street. "So come on then, out with it. Why do you like me better?"
Nya now rolled her eyes. "You know what's really attractive…self confidence. Why can't you just accept that I like you, Fred—I mean George." She said with a grin.
"So witty you are. Call it curiosity then." He said, challenging her.
Nya sighed. "Okay, If you must know, first things first…you're not exactly identical." George raised his eyebrows, that was the exact opposite of what he had been hearing his entire life. "See? Right there, you ALWAYS do that, he doesn't. Your eyebrows are slightly thinner, your eyes are less round. Oh and your nose is a bit pointier but you have thicker lips. I can especially tell when you smile…its just different." Nya blushed at the end of this speech…she hadn't really meant to say all of that.
"You're kidding." George said with his mouth slightly ajar. "You've caught ALL of that in less than a month? You ought to come give our family a lesson. Although that probably means you've been secretly checking me out for a month now." He said playfully, stopping and pulling both of Nya's hands into his.
"You caught me."
He leaned forward and kissed her. After about a minute they stopped and continued on a winding lane leading away from the shops. There were less cottages here, with large grassy areas between them and their neighbors. Ahead of them was a steep mountain, to the left of which behind some clouds was Hogwarts.
"This is a cute town. I loved visiting here with my Mum on weekends sometimes. Although sometimes it coincided with the Hogwarts weekends and I would get a little jealous, especially as I got older and saw a lot of couples." George rolled his eyes.
"I promise it's not all its cracked up to be. People just liked an excuse to show some PDA, mostly at Puddifoot's. It was embarrassing."
Nya smirked. "Oh so you don't like PDA?"
George grinned his mischievous grin and kissed her instead of answering.
June 30, 2000 (2 Years 1 Months After the Battle of Hogwarts [4 years later])
"George is the really necessary?" Nya complained.
It was a Saturday just after sunset. George had been extremely antsy all day and as soon as closing time hit he closed in a hurry and insisted on apparating Nya with a blindfold on. He then walked her slowly on some uneven ground for ten minutes now and she was beyond irritated with the situation (although that she blamed on hormones).
"Alright." George said softly. He knew she was annoyed so he stopped her and then stepped behind her. He slipped the blindfold off her head.
Nya opened her green eyes to see that she was outside standing in front of a three story cottage at the end of a windy lane. Before she could ask where she was, the clouds moved and showed an impressive view of a refurbished Hogwarts and the mountains to her immediate right.
"What are we doing in Hogsmeade?" Nya asked, genuinely confused.
"Well I wanted to show you our new home." George said a grin.
Nya turned to George with an obvious look of shock on her face. George's face lit up.
"Come on, come see the inside. It's really misleading from here. There are five bedrooms and a huge porch on the second floor with an amazing few of the lake"
He ushered her inside and pointed out things as he gave her a grand tour. He was correct, it was much bigger and more beautiful inside. The living room had huge windows also providing excellent views of the Hogwarts grounds as did the wrap around porch he mentioned from the master bedroom on the second floor. George then described how some of the furniture came with it but he had been researching some other decorative things with Audrey and his mother. Nya felt her head spinning so she sat down on an old rocking chair, George immediately kneeled in front of her and taking her hands in his.
"Are you alright?" He asked her, concern creasing his forehead and worry spreading through his eyes. Nya smiled.
"Yes I'm just…a little overwhelmed. It's been a long day and this is such a surprise…I can't believe you managed to keep it from me."
"I've been thinking about it since before we got married but finding out you are pregnant really kicked me in the ass. I realize we couldn't live in the flat above the shop forever, and I knew I wanted my kids to live in a more country environment so they could do things me and my siblings did, like play Quidditch in the yard. And then I figured what with the Zonkos location being so successful this would be perfect. I came by on lunch last week just walking around and saw that this was for sale and it just seemed…perfect. I'm sorry, I'm rambling, please say something."
Nya smiled. "I love it. I remember we looked at them when we first started dating." She looked at the porch. "You don't think it's weird for the child to be so close to Hogwarts?"
"No! If anything they will grow up with an even bigger appreciation for it. And it's not like we'd be those prying parents to make our kid come home every weekend or visit them often and they can't come to Hogsmeade till their third year. We'd just have to ensure they don't inherit Percy's snobbery and brag about the shop their parents own in town. Besides…maybe they won't want to go to Hogwarts, maybe they want to go to Beauxbatons or be homeschooled like you."
Nya smiled and stood up. She took George's hand and placed with with hers on her pregnant stomach.
"This child is going to Hogwarts…whether they like it or not."
George smirked. "I knew I liked you."
Nya made a face like she was wincing. "But what if they don't end up in Gryffindor?" She said, trying to hide a smile.
"That isn't funny." George said seriously.
