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CHAPTER 16 - Arguments

The next day Cecily woke up with a smile on her face. She had just had the most amazing dream about George. She was in a little cottage waiting for him to come home from the joke shop. She was in the kitchen peeling some potatoes when the door burst open. "Where is my beautiful wife?!" was heard. Cecily ran to him and he greeted her with a bouquet of yellow roses, her favorite. She took the roses, smelled them and then leaned up to kiss her husband. She felt so happy, and then she woke up. The happy feeling lasted about one minute after she had woken up. There was no George, no cottage, no roses, no husband, no George. No George. As quickly as he entered her life, he had exited it. She didn't like it. She didn't like it one bit and she was going to let her Uncle know it today.

This became her routine.

She'd dream about George. She'd wake up and turn bitter. She'd tell her Uncle her frustrations. She'd tell her Uncle how upset she was. It got her nowhere. Her Uncle would just remind her that she could not see George as long as Voldemort was alive. She'd go through her day, usually reading and cry herself to sleep.

A week later she continued with her routine. At breakfast with her Uncle she let him have it.

"Uncle Albus, I want to see George."

"Cecily, we've been over this too many times."

"No we haven't, cause if we had, you'd let me see him. It's not fair. I didn't even get to say goodbye to him!"

"Cecily."

"I LOVE HIM Uncle Albus! I LOVE HIM!" she screeched

Professor Dumbledore took her hands into his. "Cecily I know you love him and I know he loves you, but it would be too dangerous. They're probably watching him now and he may even be being followed. I cannot let them find you."

LATER THAT NIGHT.At the Burrow

It was close to dinnertime. Molly was in the kitchen fussing over her pots and pans. Fred and Ginny were playing a game of Exploding Snap in the living room. Hermione was sitting in a chair nearby reading a book.

Molly stuck her head in the room and said, "Hermione can you run upstairs and get Ron and George please dear?"

"Sure" she said. She put the book down and started up the stairs. She heard voices that were getting loud as she approached the door to George's bedroom. She stopped to listen.

Ron was saying, "Just don't start another fight with Dad tonight ok George?"

George looked at his brother and said, "You just don't understand Ron. I NEED to see her."

Ron was shaking his head. "I do understand George. You just have to realize you can't see her. Not as long as Voldemort is running around, you can't. Don't you want her to be safe?"

"Of course I want her to be safe Ron! She was doing fine when she was here."

"I guess that's why Draco had to whisk her away then huh? Because she was safe here?" Ron said sharply.

"That's not fair Ron."

Ron looked at his brother and saw what he had seen each day since Cecily was gone. His brother's eyes were beginning to fill with tears.

George looked at Ron and said, "Have you ever been in love Ron?"

Hermione's breath caught in her throat as she listened.

"You know I'm in love George." Ron said

"Ron I know you and Hermione have some 'thing' going on. I'm talking about love, real love."

"I know" is all Ron said.

Hermione was awestruck. Ron hadn't defended their relationship. He hadn't said it wasn't just some 'thing'. Maybe Ron didn't really care about her as much as she though. Tears started to form in her eyes.

George said to Ron, "Have you ever known someone that you want to spend every minute with, that you want to come home to every night, wake up to every morning. Someone who."

Ron looked up and saw Hermione had stepped into the doorway. Without looking away from her he said, "Someone who supplies the air for you to breathe." In that moment Ron understood all of George's heartache.

Ron went over to Hermione and pulled him to her. He couldn't seem to bring her close enough. "Hermione, don't ever..please don't ever leave me."

Hermione was in shock. "I won't" is all she could say.

Ron pulled back and looked into her eyes. "I love you Hermione. I love you so much."

Hermione's tears were now running down her face. "I love you too Ron."

Ron then knew it was time. He dropped to one knee. Hermione's hands went to her mouth. "Hermione Granger, will you marry me?" he asked.

George sat on his bed. His emotions were conflicting. He was happy for his brother and Hermione. He was also filled with hurt and jealousy of his brother's happiness. Jealous that he could have the woman he loved standing in front of him.

Hermione's answer came out in a whisper, "Yes Ron."

Moments later Hermione, Ron and George emerged into the kitchen.

"What took you three so long!" Mrs. Weasley insisted.

Ron was beaming. He said as they sat down, "Well I thought I'd ask Hermione to marry me, so it took us a few minutes."

"Oh, ok" Mrs. Weasley said as she turned back to the stove.

Ginny was sitting there with her mouth hanging open and Fred was smiling from ear to ear.

"OH MERLIN!!" Mrs. Weasley yelled and turned around.

"Took you a bit, didn't it Mum?" Ron said.

Everyone was exchanging hugs and congratulations when Arthur Weasley came in the door.

As the family were finishing dinner and talking about Ron and Hermione getting married, George started with his nightly question to his father.

"Dad, can I please go see Cecily just one time."

Arthur opened his mouth to reply but George didn't give him a chance to say anything.

"Dad, just ONE time. It's not fair that we didn't even get to say goodbye to each other."

Ginny said, "It's not fair Dad."

Arthur was shaking his head. "We've had this discussion how many times George? You cannot see her. It's for her safety and yours."

"But Dad.."

"No George, it's out of the question. Isn't Cecily's safety the important thing here? Why do you want to risk that?"

"Dad, I don't want to risk it. You know you and Dumbledore could arrange for us to see each other for an hour or so. Just an hour, hell I'd even taken ten minutes. I just want to see her and say goodbye." George was pleading with his father.

It broke Arthur's heart to see his son so heartbroken, but he had to give him the answer he always gave him.

"I'm sorry George, but no."

George looked from one person to another in the room and lastly at his father.

"I love her Dad. I just can't stand this."

Arthur stood up and went to George. He put his arm around him and squeezed his shoulder. "I know son and I'm so sorry, but it just cannot happen."

George got up and left the room. Ginny followed him.

"Dad, not even a half hour? He's so upset. I think it would help him." Ron said.

Arthur just shook his head. He went to his wife and pulled her to him in a hug.

Upstairs Ginny was trying to console George.

"I'm sorry George," she said as he held him.

"How did you ever get over Draco?" he asked as he sat up.

She let out a nervous cough. "I never did. I just told myself that I could never have him in my life. It hurts, but it's the way it has to be." She had tears coming down her cheeks.

"I'm sorry Ginny. I'm sorry for both of us." George said as he put an arm around her.

"Me too George, me too."

Three nights later after George asked his father yet again if he could see Cecily, Arthur replied, "Yes, you can."