Wow! Last chapter! And I know I'm evil for taking so long to update when I said I wouldn't, but what can I say? Sorry?!?!?!?!?!? Well, I hope you enjoy- final reviews would be much appreciated and ideas for a new fic would be great. I might try and continue this one… not sure. We'll just see what happens. I'm also going to remove my other fic and rewrite it coz im not so happy with it- but I will put it back up soon. So much love to you all- thank you so so so so so much for you're fantabulous reviews, they're really inspiring!

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Tentatively, gentle at first. Hermione savoured the moment his lips met hers. She would have expected (she thought a little cruelly) that it would be just like kissing Fred. But somehow it wasn't at all.

She was still lying on the sofa with George bending over her, but both were happy with the arrangement. There was some kind of glory in both of them- the glory of being needed, something words couldn't explain. She opened her mouth a little and flicked her tongue temptingly. He delved in, kissing her with all of the pent up emotion he had had for the entire summer.

Neither of them knew how long they stayed there, but eventually they were disturbed by the sound of muffled footsteps on the stairs. They broke apart reluctantly to find Fred, leaning against the wall at the foot of the stairs, grinning slyly.

'About bloody time too,' he said, and wandered of to the kitchen, clearly to get himself a midnight snack. Hermione and George looked back at each other and grinned.

'Well…' said George.

'George?' asked Hermione.

'Hmm?'

'Shut up,' and she pulled him down on top of her and invited him to kiss her once more.

'Umm, Hermione?'

'Go 'way.'

'No, seriously Hermione.'

'What?'

'You might want to consider getting up.'

'Why?'

'Open your eyes.'

Opening her eyes slowly, taking a while to focus in the weak morning light, Hermione blinked and looked up. Harry's face was suspended, upside down above hers and he was looking quite embarrassed.

'What?' she asked again, still not quite at ease with her surroundings.

'Umm…' said Harry, gesturing vaguely at her and then around at the room and then at his watch. Hermione looked around and realised he was still on the sofa from last night. George had somehow managed to get to lying on the sofa next to her, which was a bit of a squash, and (not intentionally I'm sure- this story is writing itself by the way) had his hand halfway up her top. Not to an area of indecency but enough to make Harry's face turn as red as Ron's hair.

'Oh,' she said, comprehension dawning. She sat up slowly, trying not to wake George. Then she said, horror struck, 'No-one else saw did they?'

'Not that I'm aware of…' Harry replied, still looking slightly uncomfortable. 'Well, I'm… going to… yeah,' and he wandered of upstairs, the red very gradually receding from his face. Hermione giggled. The only times she'd ever seen Harry that uncomfortable was right after he'd kissed Cho Chang and when he'd worked up the nerve to ask Ginny out and she'd said (actually, more screamed) 'yes' and threw herself on him.

Her laugh caused George to stir. His eyes flickered open and rested on her. 'Morning,' he smiled.

'Hi,' Hermione replied and she bent down to kiss him, the novelty of the situation not having worn off.

'You look so beautiful this morning,' he said quietly, and Hermione blushed.

'Thank you. I'd say likewise but that might be a bit freaky and I'd be insulting Fred as well as you,' she smiled. George, however, looked a little uncomfortable and Hermione could guess what was going through his mind. She lent down to place a small kiss on his lips and whispered, 'You might look like him, but you're not him.'

George smiled at that, and they were both drowned in each other kisses again until the arrival of the post prompted them to stop.

'I can't believe we only had five days,' Hermione said quietly as she attempted to lift her trunk into the car. This one was magically expanded but, for good reason, didn't fly.

'I know,' George replied, relieving her of the large box and lifting it with ease into the boot. 'But at least we had those days, right?'

'Oh, quit with the mushy shmushy,' said Fred who had overheard their conversation as he threw Ginny's trunk in after Hermione's.

'Careful Fred!' came Mrs Weasley's voice from the kitchen. Ginny won't thank you if you break all her keepsakes!'

'Keepsakes?' said Fred, incredulously. 'Whoevensays that anymore?' Hermione rolled her eyes- same old Fred.

The journey to King's Cross was mildly uneventful apart from 3 doubling backs- one for Ginny's school shoes, one for Ron's quill and one for Crookshanks. At one point, Ron got attacked by the chocolate frog wrapper he had just opened by, considering its size, its attempt to smother him was rather pitiful. George and Fred smirked at each other, with Hermione torn between amusement and worry over how long the charm would work.

They arrived in good time at the station and, to their enormous surprise, found Bill, Fleur and baby Hermione all waiting for them between the barriers for Platform's 9 and 10.

'Heya,' Bill grinned as Ginny rushed to hug him and Hermione (the elder) went to look at the baby. 'Thought we'd come and see you off, seeing as we were in the area anyway. Well done on Head Girl by the way,' he added, hugging Hermione.

'Thanks.'

'Come on then, let's go through,' said Mrs Weasley, anxiously hecking her watch, even though they had twenty minutes to go. They all passed through the barrier one by one until they were all on platform 9 ¾.

'Now, have you all got everything?' asked Mr Weasley, even though it was a little late to be asking that question now. 'Books, wands..?' Everyone nodded.

'Badge, 'mione,' said Harry.

'Oh yeah,' she said, fishing it out of her pocket and trying to fix it to her junper.

'Allow me,' said George, taking it from her and taking rather too long affixing it to her chest. He grinned at her, he grinned back, Bill grinned at Harry, who grinned at Fred who grinned at Ron who just scowled. Bill rolled his eyes but then turned to Hermione and whispered in her ear, 'And about time too.'

'Just what Fred said,' she smiled.

'Oh for the love of Merlin,' came a snide voice from somewhere form the right, interrupting the moment. They all spun around as Draco Malfoy came swaggering through a sea of second years. 'A mud-blood? Head Girl? Well, I wouldn't have expected any less of that muggle-loving excuse for a headmaster. Mind you, maybe she's striving to be like your mother Potter. She managed to worm her way into the top spot, heaven knows how,' he smirked before he was jumped upon by Harry, Ron, Ginny, Bill and Fred. George would have done likewise had Mrs Weasley and Hermione not been standing next to him and both grabbing hold of his jacket. Once Mr Weasley had managed to prise all five off the whimpering, blonde-haired boy, Malfoy got up and limped away, trying to stem the flow of blood currently pouring from his nose. Unbeknownst to him, a beautifully curled pig's tail was protruding from the back of his trousers.

'Couldn't resist,' grinned Harry as all they Weasley children burst into laughter. Hermione didn't join them, however.

'Ugh, Malfoy,' grimaced Hermione. 'This is not going to be fun.'

'Hey, don't worry about it,' said George, turning to her.

'It's going to be shite,' she moaned, resting her head against his chest.

George stroked her hair soothingly, still marvelling at how fantastic it felt to be able to do that without question. 'Nah, you're ten times cleverer than him, just hex him if he gets on your nerves.' Hermione nodded, eyes slightly wet. 'Hey, hey, it'll be fine. You've got Harry and Ron to look out for you. And if he's still a pile of crap, just owl me and I'll come up personally and feed him to the giant squid, okay?' Hermione smiled, nodding. George stroked her jaw and tilted her face up to meet his.

'Okay,' she whispered and he placed a tender kiss on her lips, making her shiver slightly. When he finally broke away she said, 'What am I going to do without you for a whole term?'

'Who says it'll be a whole term?' he said. Hermione looked at him questioningly.

'What do you mean?' she asked.

'Well, I could come up on Hogsmeade weekends if you liked,' he offered.

'Really? You'd come up all that way?'

'You're worth it.' Hermione beamed and pulled him down for another kiss. She simply couldn't believe that they had only had five days as an official 'couple'. What had thy spent the whole summer doing? But as she melted into him, only dimly aware that they were still in the presence of his entire family plus Harry, he pulled away. She looked up at him morosely.

'Train's going to leave,' he said quietly. Hermione looked round and saw everyone heading towards the train, hugging their parents goodbye or, in the case of Luna Lovegood, levitating their trunk through a crowd people so they had to leap out of the way to avoid being concussed by the flying object.

'Goodbye dears,' said Mrs Weasley, going round her children, Hermione and Harry and hugging them all. 'Have a good term. Behave yourselves.' Harry grinned at Hermione who grinned back. Harry and Ron didn't have any prefect duties, and they were going to make full use of the fact. Fred and George had even given them some prototypes to test on people they didn't like (cough Slytherins cough Zacharias Smith) and had given Harry a Skiving Snackbox for his birthday.

Hermione hugged Bill and Fred goodbye and then turned back to George. He put his strong arms around her so she was pressed up against him, feeling safe and warm in his embrace. A loud BANG and then a yelp of pain made them jump apart as they looked to see the source of the commotion. It turned out Malfoy had accidentally shut his tail in the compartment door. Hermione winced and then giggled.

'That's gotta hurt,' muttered George, trying not to smile and failing, resulting in an expression Hermione loved. She grinned.

'Give him hell from us,' came two voices from behind her. Bill and Fred were grinning at Malfoy who was now trying to extricate himself from the door, without much success.

'Do you reckon if I put a permanent sticking charm on the door he'd have to stay there for the whole journey to Hogwarts..?' mused Bill with a half pensive, half cheeky smile on his face.

'Serve him right, stupid git,' muttered Fred who had a purplish bruise developing on his chin, no doubt from the attack on Malfoy.

'I wouldn't try anything while your mum's around,' said Hermione to Bill who turned to look at Mrs Weasley, then shuddered.

'Could be messy,' he agreed. 'But remember what we said,' he added.

'I'll see what I can do,' said Hermione, smiling.

She turned to leave but George caught her hand. 'Give him hell from me too,' he smiled.

'You bet I will,' she said, a slightly evil look in her eye. She kissed him one last lingering time, and stepped onto the train.

Mini-epilogue

Now, I don't usually like to do this coz I think sometimes people's imaginations are better than writing but here's what I think should happen:

Hermione and george stay together (get married, have some very pretty children etc, I was going to write that but it can be so overdone, I thought id better not risk it)

Ron, moody git that he is, falls in love with Luna (odd pairing, but I think it fits)

Harry and Ginny stay together (coz they're so cute) married, babies, etc.

Fred and Angelina don't stay together long coz Fred's a player and can't stay long in one relationship until he finds someone completely unrelated to any of the stories and settles down happily ever after

And that, my dear dear friends, is the end of this little adventure. I hope you enjoyed it as much I enjoyed writing it and then re-reading it for typos!

Lol r xxx