Chapter 6

I Love Her .Part 1.

"I can't believe how much she's grown. It's only been two weeks," laughed Mrs. Weasley holding Arianna up.

Hermione and Arianna had gone to visit the Burrow. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley insisted it would be good for both baby and mother. Hermione was hesitant at first, she hadn't been to the Burrow since…that night…but soon she didn't have much of a choice. She couldn't deprive Arianna from visiting the home of her grandparents.

It was hard walking through those doors, walking into the house without George. She had told herself she wouldn't cry. She'd cried enough. Putting on a smile she headed into the kitchen where she could hear Mrs. Weasley whistling.

"Is that my Hermione and my little Grandbaby?" Mrs. Weasley spun around when she heard Hermione's footsteps.

"Molly," Hermione greeted her mother-in-law. Both Mr. and Mrs. Weasley had insisted that Hermione and Harry call them Arthur and Molly when they were married into the family.

Mrs. Weasley hugged Hermione and then took Arianna into her arms. "I can't believe how much she's grown. It's only been two weeks," laughed Mrs. Weasley holding Arianna up.

"I know. Every time I look at her she's different," Hermione commented.

"She looks so much like…" Mrs. Weasley stopped before she said George's name. She too still mourned the loss of her son. It had only been 7 months since he had been gone. "Well, she looks beautiful," she commented. "Arthur should be home soon. Harry and Ginny will be joining us for dinner."

"Is there anything you need help with?" Hermione asked, placing the baby bag on the table.

"Nonsense," Mrs. Weasley scolded. "Why don't you go and rest. I can take care of this little one for you. I'll call when dinner is ready."

Hermione thanked Mrs. Weasley and left the kitchen.

Instead of heading to the living room like she had decided her feet carried her up the stairs. Hermione's heart hammered against her ribs. She knew where her feet were taking her. She stood in front the door and placed her hand on the handle. Reluctantly Hermione opened the door. She stared into the room, into what was once Fred and George's room.

Mrs. Weasley had insisted on keeping all her children's room the way they were, even after the kids had left. Hermione was kind of glad the room hadn't changed. There were so many memories here. She made her way over to the window at the far end of the room. It looked out to where the Weasley's used to play Quidditch. After a few moments she walked over to George's bed and lay down. "I miss you George," she whispered.

-FLASHBACK-

There was no where else for her to go. Hermione stood outside the Burrow looking sadly at it. This was going to be her first Christmas without her parents. Not that that wasn't hard enough but she would be spending the holidays in the presence of both Ron and George. Picking up her trunk Hermione went indoors.

"Hermione, it's great to see you," Mrs. Weasley exclaimed pulling Hermione into a hug.

"Thank you Mrs. Weasley. Thanks for letting me stay with you this holidays," Hermione said as she moved away from Mrs. Weasley.

"Of course. I wouldn't let you spend Christmas alone dear. Remember, we're you're family too," Mrs. Weasley shook her head in sadness. Hermione nodded.

"Come on you guys, get inside. It's cold," Mrs. Weasley yelled out to her sons and Harry, who had started a snowball fight. Hermione turned from her and followed Ginny up to Ginny's room.

"Ginny, you don't hate me do you?" Hermione asked as the two began to unpack.

"Hate you?" Ginny sounded shocked. "Never. You're my best friend, my sister. I would never hate you."

"But I hurt Ron…I," Hermione felt she should be hated.

"Ron will get over it. You can't help if you don't love him. At least you told him the truth, that's what counts," Ginny said soothingly.

"You think?" Hermione asked.

"I know," Ginny reassured her friend. "Now…about George. Have you talked to him yet?" Hermione shook her head.

"I haven't gotten a chance."

"You will eventually. You've got two whole weeks with him," Ginny winked.

Later that day Hermione sat outside in the snow. She was freezing but she didn't want to go in. She needed some more time before facing the two Weasley brothers. Unfortunately she didn't get any.

Someone draped a cloak over her shoulders and took a seat beside her. "Hi."

"Hi George," Hermione was already red from the cold but she felt her cheeks warm up.

"Thinking again?" he grinned.

"Aren't I always?" Hermione smirked.

"I heard about you and Ron. I'm sorry," George turned from her and looked off into the distance.

"You are?" Hermione asked surprised.

"Yes. I know you loved him."

"Who told you about Ron and I?" Hermione questioned.

"Harry," George seem to focus harder on whatever he was looking at in the distance.

Hermione couldn't help it. She began to laugh. George looked at her with confusion on his face. "George, I broke up with Ron because I didn't love him anymore. I haven't loved him in a long time."

George's eyes grew wide. "But I thought you…"

"Yes. So did I. The only problem was I had fallen in love with someone else," Hermione stopped laughing and grew serious. "I still love Ron yes, but not in the same way."

George gulped. "So who is it that you love now?"

"Do you not know?" Hermione locked eyes with him.

And then George did the unexpected. He kissed her. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close to him. It took a moment for Hermione to register what was going on but when she did she threw her arms around his neck and kissed him back. Hermione wasn't cold anymore. George kissed her with all the love he had in him. When he pulled his lips away from her he whispered, "I love you Hermione Granger."

"You bloody bastard," someone suddenly pulled George away from Hermione. Bewildered Hermione looked up to see Ron. "My own brother. I knew she loved someone else, but you? You're supposed to be my brother. How could you do this to me? Hermione?"

"Ron," Hermione spoke standing. George lay on the floor a short distance away from her, looking up at his brother.

"No, I don't want to hear it," Ron help up his hand. He turned his attention to George. "I loved her. And as a brother you betrayed me."

George stood up now, rage in his eyes. "I betrayed no one. Yes Ron, you loved her. Did you ever stop to think how she felt?"

"Just answer me this dear brother. How do you feel?" Ron spat

"I love her!" George shouted. Ron's face became red. Bam. Ron's fist made contact with George's face. George fell to the ground and Hermione screamed. She ran over and knelt beside him. He looked at her and smiled. "It's ok." He got up and pushed Hermione behind him as to protect her. He marched over to where Ron stood and Bam, Ron was on the ground.

"Stop," Hermione screamed. "Don't do this," she watched helplessly as the two brothers continued their fight. "Please," she pleaded.

Suddenly everything froze. George and Ron stood motionless. Hermione spun around toward the Burrow. Mrs. Weasley stood with her wand in her hand. "What is going on?"

Aurthor's Note - Alright. So no one gets confused in the next chapter: This chapter was getting really long soI decided to break it into two sperate ones. In the next chapter I'm going to change things around. It's going to pick up where we left off and i'll have the present day portion of the story at the end. If anyone gets really confused or has any questions don't hesitate to ask. You can always email me or ask in your review. i'll try to answer them all. Thank you so much to everyone who reads this and i hope you enjoyed this chapter :)