***Important A/N*** This story takes place three years after Hogwarts. So, Hermione is now 20 years old. I've decided to continue this!!! Okay....The first part is in here, revised and edited, and other parts are added!
***Disclaimer*** Harry Potter and everything else belongs to J.K. Rowling. I own the plot and Helen.
Mystery Man - Chapter Two
By: You-Don't-Know-Who
Chapter Two- Implied Feelings
George Weasley? No, it can't possibly be him? Can it? Well the clues do add up. He's 22, two years older than me. His hair is naturally red. And then there were those funny remarks he made at dinner. Maybe it is him...
The next week passed by quickly for Hermione. She was still debating whether to call George or not.
Well it couldn't hurt. It seems so silly to call on the telephone when I could just see him in person.
Hermione found her phone book and flipped to the "W's". Surprisingly, there was no George Weasley listed.
Maybe he has an unlisted number. Oh! Maybe he goes by that fake name. What was it again? Bryan Conner?
She used the phone book again, stopping once she found the name.
Bryan Conner
655-7912
455 North Yeldon Drive
"Wonderful! The phone number matches and everything!" Hermione said out loud.
Hermione pulled up to 455 Yeldon Drive on a lazy Sunday afternoon. It was a tiny yellow cottage with lots of green shrubbery and flowers.
George never striked me as the gardening time. Maybe he changed.
She got out of her car and quickly hurried to the door of the house. She knocked.
The knob turned on the door and a woman stepped out.
"Yes, can I help you?" the woman asked.
She was very attractive. Wavy, blond hair tumbled down her back, and her rosy red cheeks lit up.
"Yes, is there a man by the name of Georg- I mean Bryan Conner here?" Hermione asked
Maybe this is the wrong house. He said nothing about a woman. I thought he was hinting something at me. Maybe I was wrong.
"Yes. May I ask who you are?" she said.
"I'm a friend of his. I was just stopping by to say hello," Hermione said.
"Oh, of course. Just a second. Come in if you want," the woman said, opening the door wider.
Hermione walked in and seated herself in a chair in the dining room.
After a minute or two, George appeared in the door frame grinning at her.
"Hello, Ms. Granger," he said.
"Hi, George. Or should I call you Bryan," Hermione said.
He sat down next to her.
"Call me ' Bryan ' here, I don't want Helen to be confused," George said in a hushed voice.
"Helen? Who is she?" Hermione asked, rather rudely.
"She my fiancé. What are you doing here," he said.
Fiancé? Fiancé?
"Well you said you wanted to see me again, I just assumed..." Hermione said.
"You thought I was making a pass at you or something the other night!" George said, showing his trademark grin.
"No, not exactly," Hermione said.
"You were just surprised it was me," he said.
"Yes. What are you doing in the Muggle world?" Hermione said.
"Undercover work for my dad's department. What are you doing here? Everyone misses you," George said.
"Oh, I just thought this is where I belong," Hermione said.
"You? In the Muggle world? The smartest witch at school. Wait until everyone hears about this! They'll have a cow!" George said.
"No they won't because you're not going to tell them!" Hermione said.
"You mean you're not going to see everyone? Christmas is coming up, you should come to our annual feat," George said.
"No, I prefer to spend Christmas with my family," Hermione said.
"Hermione we are your family," George said.
"I can't just show up after three years! This was all a mistake. I came here thinking that there could be something between us, more than just friends. But, I was wrong. I was completely wrong," Hermione said.
She got up and started for the door. George grabbed her forearm and turned her around.
"I won't let you leave. Everyone misses you. I miss you. The gang just isn't complete without you, Hermione. Please say you'll stay and come at Christmas," George said, his eyes pleading.
"I don't think I can," Hermione said.
"I'm sorry if you thought I was flirting with you the other night or the kiss on the cheek was a symbol to you. I just want to be friends. I want you to come back. You don't belong here. You belong with us," George said, releasing his grip from her arm.
"I'll try to come," Hermione said, "But, I can't promise you anything."
Hermione rushed out the door and drove away from the house.
I'm so stupid. How could I have thought George had romantic intentions for me? What am I going to do?
In the next Chapter Three: Will Hermione show up at Christmas at the Burrow? Will Helen be there? Does she know George is a wizard? IS there really romantic feelings for Hermione on George's part?
I hope you liked it! Please review and tell me what you think! Also, tell me what you think should happen!
***Disclaimer*** Harry Potter and everything else belongs to J.K. Rowling. I own the plot and Helen.