Chapter 7 of The Love of the Weasleys
***Ok people lotsa questions to be answered in this chapter which I have now decided is not the last. Thanks to all my reviewers *sniff* your so nice.
*fredandgeorge4eva: All your questions will be answered!
*thatslife: Glad you like it. I had to have you-know-who in. It wouldn't be Harry Potter without him! And wow! You put me on your favorite authors and stories. Thanks!
*metalhead13: Great to hear from you again! I'll do my best to make longer chapters. Oh and I defiantly appreciate you! Anyone who reviews this story totally rocks!
*tripgr13: Well I hope you love this one! Hermione/George are my personal faves.
***I own diddlely squat except the plot. Just in time I made a rhyme! I'm a poet and didn't know it! Ok sorry I'll get in with the story...
Hermione opened her eyes and sat up sleepily on her bed. In one big rush her memory of the day flooded back to her. She began screaming.
"Where's Harry? George? Is Voldemort dead? What's going on!?" she let her head drop into her hands and began to sob. It was then she realized she wasn't alone. She felt someone sit on the bed next to her and wrap his arms around her. She let her hands fall and sobbed into his shirt.
"Hermione, your alright, I'm alright, even Luna is alright," came George's comforting voice. Hermione looked up at him still sniffling.
What about Harry?" George bowed his head and Hermione gasped.
"When you landed you collapsed into Mum's arms. She immediately rushed you off into bed here. Then she came back out for me, Luna had already bared herself in her room. By that time I had already had come out of the coma I was in. It was weird. I could still feel the pain from the curse coarse through my body." Hermione let out a small sob remembering George curled up on the ground, yelling and twitching. George continued.
"Mum asked me what happened and I did my best to explain it to her but I'm not sure she understood me. She must've heard Forbidden Forest, Harry, and Voldemort though because next thing I know she had dissaperated. I dragged myself into the main room and onto the couch and fell asleep immediately. Then mum was shaking me awake. She said she had been at the forest and Harry wasn't there, no one was."
Hermione lay her head against George and the two sat like that for a long while. Then Fred barged in. "Hermione," he said gaping for breath. "Harry's here. He's out cold on Ron's bed." Hermione was the first to reach Ron's room and when she got there flung open the door. Mrs. Weasley was bent over a boy with mussed up black hair and a lightning bolt scar. "Harry?" Hermione breathed sinking down next to the bed. Mrs. Weasley, sensing that this was a time for Hermione to be alone, left the bedside and hurried out of the room. George looked at Hermione for a long time before walking out feeling the same as his mum.
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Harry knew he was dead. The curse, there was no way he could've survived again! Shaking a little afraid of what he might see, he opened his eyes. This was met by a loud squeal and a girl flinging herself on top of him.
"Hermione?" Harry managed to say as she squeezed him.
"Harry your alive!" She pulled back and he saw that she was crying. "Oh Harry what happened."
Harry shook his head. "I'm alive," he whispered disbelievingly. "Hermione, he used the curse on me. The one that I survived when I was little. I survived it again Hermione."
"But Harry, I thought that you mum dying for you is what protected you. Your mum wasn't there."
An aged voice broke in on their conversation and they turned to see Albus Dumbledor. "No Hermione you're right, Harry's mother's love wasn't there to protect him. However, there was a shield of love there today."
Hermione's eyes widened, "You mean me and George-"
Dumbledor nodded. "When one protects another out of love it creates a bond between the two. However, since you were protecting Harry when George protected you, the shield was cast over the three of you."
Hermione looked at the door as if expecting to see someone. "But how did Harry get back here?" she wondered aloud.
Dumbledor chuckled. "That was me. I myself never leave the school. Voldemort seemed to think Harry was dead, to excited to check for a pulse I suppose. When I was doing my evening rounds with Hagrid I ran into Harry here and figured out what had happened. Now Hermione, if you wouldn't mind I would like a moment alone with Harry. I do believe a Mr. Ron Weasly would like to have a word with you. He is waiting right outside."
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Hermione sat uncomfortably next to Ron on Ginny's bed. Hermione opened her mouth to tell him he had been a stupid git over her and George but he put a finger to her lips.
"Hermione," he began smiling. "I may not be as smart as you but I know what you were going to say." Stunned at his tone Hermione shut her mouth. Ron continued. "Look I just wanted to tell you, I'm sorry." He looked at the floor and fingered the bedspread absentmindedly. Hermione knew that he was genuinely apologizing.
Ron wasn't done though, "I was listening when Dumbledor was explaining to you in my room," he's ears flushed red, "and I realize that I was being a stupid selfish prat! I probably never would of protected you like that. And even if I did it would be a friendly sort a thing." Hermione beamed at him.
The two hugged (a/n: friendliness hugging!) just as George walked in.
"Ron! Hemrione?" She turned around and her heart sank as she saw George's hurt look. He pivoted and stormed out of the room.
"George! George please wait!" she called as she hurried out after him. George was fast. By the time she caught up to him he was already out the back door.
"What do you-" he started angrily. Hermione stood on tiptoes and kissed him on the lips tenderly cutting him off.
"So," he said grinning broadly as she pulled away. "Does this mean you're not being stolen away from me by my little brother?"
Hermione grinned back at him. "Of course not you big cootie." And with that the two stood there, in the Weasley's garden, with hearts overfilling with love. Hermione Granger looked into the eyes of George Weasley and he looked back and it was at that moment the two knew in an instant that they were meant to be.
***Ok peoples now I know this is a bit fluffy at the end and confusing in the middle but that just cuz so live with it. Also this is not the last chapter.
***I need your help though reviewers!!! Tell me if you think I should take this to Hogwarts or go strait to the epilogue. You review with your preference and I'll update! Thankies all!!!
Pickled-cow
***Ok people lotsa questions to be answered in this chapter which I have now decided is not the last. Thanks to all my reviewers *sniff* your so nice.
*fredandgeorge4eva: All your questions will be answered!
*thatslife: Glad you like it. I had to have you-know-who in. It wouldn't be Harry Potter without him! And wow! You put me on your favorite authors and stories. Thanks!
*metalhead13: Great to hear from you again! I'll do my best to make longer chapters. Oh and I defiantly appreciate you! Anyone who reviews this story totally rocks!
*tripgr13: Well I hope you love this one! Hermione/George are my personal faves.
***I own diddlely squat except the plot. Just in time I made a rhyme! I'm a poet and didn't know it! Ok sorry I'll get in with the story...
Hermione opened her eyes and sat up sleepily on her bed. In one big rush her memory of the day flooded back to her. She began screaming.
"Where's Harry? George? Is Voldemort dead? What's going on!?" she let her head drop into her hands and began to sob. It was then she realized she wasn't alone. She felt someone sit on the bed next to her and wrap his arms around her. She let her hands fall and sobbed into his shirt.
"Hermione, your alright, I'm alright, even Luna is alright," came George's comforting voice. Hermione looked up at him still sniffling.
What about Harry?" George bowed his head and Hermione gasped.
"When you landed you collapsed into Mum's arms. She immediately rushed you off into bed here. Then she came back out for me, Luna had already bared herself in her room. By that time I had already had come out of the coma I was in. It was weird. I could still feel the pain from the curse coarse through my body." Hermione let out a small sob remembering George curled up on the ground, yelling and twitching. George continued.
"Mum asked me what happened and I did my best to explain it to her but I'm not sure she understood me. She must've heard Forbidden Forest, Harry, and Voldemort though because next thing I know she had dissaperated. I dragged myself into the main room and onto the couch and fell asleep immediately. Then mum was shaking me awake. She said she had been at the forest and Harry wasn't there, no one was."
Hermione lay her head against George and the two sat like that for a long while. Then Fred barged in. "Hermione," he said gaping for breath. "Harry's here. He's out cold on Ron's bed." Hermione was the first to reach Ron's room and when she got there flung open the door. Mrs. Weasley was bent over a boy with mussed up black hair and a lightning bolt scar. "Harry?" Hermione breathed sinking down next to the bed. Mrs. Weasley, sensing that this was a time for Hermione to be alone, left the bedside and hurried out of the room. George looked at Hermione for a long time before walking out feeling the same as his mum.
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Harry knew he was dead. The curse, there was no way he could've survived again! Shaking a little afraid of what he might see, he opened his eyes. This was met by a loud squeal and a girl flinging herself on top of him.
"Hermione?" Harry managed to say as she squeezed him.
"Harry your alive!" She pulled back and he saw that she was crying. "Oh Harry what happened."
Harry shook his head. "I'm alive," he whispered disbelievingly. "Hermione, he used the curse on me. The one that I survived when I was little. I survived it again Hermione."
"But Harry, I thought that you mum dying for you is what protected you. Your mum wasn't there."
An aged voice broke in on their conversation and they turned to see Albus Dumbledor. "No Hermione you're right, Harry's mother's love wasn't there to protect him. However, there was a shield of love there today."
Hermione's eyes widened, "You mean me and George-"
Dumbledor nodded. "When one protects another out of love it creates a bond between the two. However, since you were protecting Harry when George protected you, the shield was cast over the three of you."
Hermione looked at the door as if expecting to see someone. "But how did Harry get back here?" she wondered aloud.
Dumbledor chuckled. "That was me. I myself never leave the school. Voldemort seemed to think Harry was dead, to excited to check for a pulse I suppose. When I was doing my evening rounds with Hagrid I ran into Harry here and figured out what had happened. Now Hermione, if you wouldn't mind I would like a moment alone with Harry. I do believe a Mr. Ron Weasly would like to have a word with you. He is waiting right outside."
***
Hermione sat uncomfortably next to Ron on Ginny's bed. Hermione opened her mouth to tell him he had been a stupid git over her and George but he put a finger to her lips.
"Hermione," he began smiling. "I may not be as smart as you but I know what you were going to say." Stunned at his tone Hermione shut her mouth. Ron continued. "Look I just wanted to tell you, I'm sorry." He looked at the floor and fingered the bedspread absentmindedly. Hermione knew that he was genuinely apologizing.
Ron wasn't done though, "I was listening when Dumbledor was explaining to you in my room," he's ears flushed red, "and I realize that I was being a stupid selfish prat! I probably never would of protected you like that. And even if I did it would be a friendly sort a thing." Hermione beamed at him.
The two hugged (a/n: friendliness hugging!) just as George walked in.
"Ron! Hemrione?" She turned around and her heart sank as she saw George's hurt look. He pivoted and stormed out of the room.
"George! George please wait!" she called as she hurried out after him. George was fast. By the time she caught up to him he was already out the back door.
"What do you-" he started angrily. Hermione stood on tiptoes and kissed him on the lips tenderly cutting him off.
"So," he said grinning broadly as she pulled away. "Does this mean you're not being stolen away from me by my little brother?"
Hermione grinned back at him. "Of course not you big cootie." And with that the two stood there, in the Weasley's garden, with hearts overfilling with love. Hermione Granger looked into the eyes of George Weasley and he looked back and it was at that moment the two knew in an instant that they were meant to be.
***Ok peoples now I know this is a bit fluffy at the end and confusing in the middle but that just cuz so live with it. Also this is not the last chapter.
***I need your help though reviewers!!! Tell me if you think I should take this to Hogwarts or go strait to the epilogue. You review with your preference and I'll update! Thankies all!!!
Pickled-cow