Chapter2 She's Back.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Ginny, Angelina and Mrs. Weasley screamed. The boys came running.
"What, what's going on" Fred and George asked in unison on that fateful Friday afternoon, with Harry and Ron in toe.
"Hermione-Mione she's coming home, she's coming for dinner tonight." Ginny screamed jumping up and down with Angelina, tears in the girls eyes. George paled at her name. Sure he could smooth things over but what would she think of him now. He still loved her.
Hermione was wearing a tiny black dress over her jeans. Her honey brown hair fell perfectly and her eyes sparkled with delight at the thought of being home as she orbed to the Burrow gates. She walked along the path until she found the porch. She heard laughter and commotion from inside. It was wonderful, she was outside and still she felt better than she had in years, she was finally home. She knocked loudly on the door and all noise stopped.
Now
that she's back in the atmosphere
With drops of Jupiter in her
hair eah eah eah
She acts like summer and walks like rain
Reminds
me that there's time to change eah eah eah Since the return from her
stay on the moon
She listens like spring and she talks like
June eah eah eah
Ginny opened the door and threw her arms around the girl in front of her. Hermione's eyes were filled with tears of joy as she hugged all of her old friends. Harry was the same as she had left him, the boy who graduated her best friend and was now engaged to Ginny. Ron hadn't changed either, the same red hair the same temper and the same infatuation with Lavender but the couple was now engaged. Angeline was happily with fred.
But
Tell me did you sail across the sun
Did you make it to the Milky
Way to see the lights faded
And that heaven is overrated
Tell
me, did you fall for a shooting star
One without a permanent
scar
And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out
there
George watched as Hermione was hugged, he saw the tears in her eyes and felt the guilt in his heart for driving her away. He stood and faced her, he didn't know if she'd forgiven him. He hadn't even forgiven himself. As the pair stared into each others eyes the crowd of friends headed out to the dining and living area.
Now
that she's back from that soul vacation
Tracing her way through
the constellation eah eah yeah ooo She checks out
Mozart while
she does tae-bo
Reminds me that there's room to grow eah eah eah
Now that she's back in the
atmosphere
I'm afraid that she
might think of me as plain ol' Jane
Told a story about a man who
is too afraid to fly so he never did land
"Hey" George said breaking the silence.
"Hey" she replied as he wrapped his arms around her, tears spilling from his eyes.
"Why are you crying George?" Hermione asked softly, putting her hand to his face and wiping all the tears away. Forgiving him seeing the pain in his eyes.
"I'm crying because, I drove you away, because I still love you, because you should have let me explain, because we should have been together five years today-"George said.
"You never came George; you never followed me to New York." Hermione whispered against his neck.
"I didn't think you'd want to see me again after you disappeared." George said returning the embrace.
"I would still be there if I hadn't been moved here. You never would have seen me." Hermione said as she let him go and began to walk towards the others.
"Would you take me back?" George asked her retreating figure.
Hermione turned to face him
Tell
me did the wind sweep you off your feet
Did you finally get the
chance to dance along the light of day
And head back to the Milky
Way
And tell me, did Venus blow your mind
Was it everything you
wanted to find
And did you miss me while you were looking for
yourself out there
Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried
chicken
Your best friend always sticking up for you even when I
know you're wrong
Can you imagine no first dance, freeze dried
romance five-hour phone
conversation
Dinner passed with fun and laughter. Hermione was beyond happy she had no words to describe what she felt. Seeing George and talking to him was hard for her but she truly loved him and it seemed like it was meant to be. She caught his eyes staring at her all through dinner. She longed to kiss him to touch him but was pulled back to reality as Harry and Ron threw a pea at her and continued to talk animatedly about Quidditch.
The
best soy latte that you ever had and me
Tell me did the wind
sweep you off your feet
Did you finally get the chance to dance
along the light of day
And head back toward the Milky Way
Tell
me did you sail across the sun
Did you make it to the Milky Way to
see the lights all faded
And that heaven is overrated
Ginny and Angelina watched the exchange between George and Hermione and were keen to get them back together. The girls collected all the plates and took Hermione and the other girls to clean up in the kitchen.
"So Miona, do you still like George we never found out what happened between the two of you that made you leave." Ginny asked and Angelina nodded in agreement.
"I-I have always loved George, but the night of the job offer I walked in on George and Alicia snogging so I jumped to conclusions and left and I couldn't just stop my job and come back." Hermione finished. Ginny dropped and smashed a plate sending the boys into a panic. Some of the glass had given the girls small cuts when it bounced up off the floor. Mione had a cut on the cheek from trying to stop the collision. The boys tended to the girls and Mrs. Weasley magically cleaned the rest. George placed a band aid on Hermione's cheek, when she frowned.
"Why are you frowning so much?" George asked.
"It hurts" she cried with big puppy dog eyes.
"Awww want me to kiss it better" George smiled. She nodded and he kissed her softly on her cheek.
"That's better" she smiled wrapping her arms around his neck as he lowered her off the kitchen bench. Hermione fell asleep on the couch next to George. They were holding each other in their sleep. The rest of the family smiled and went off to bed to see what the next day would bring for the couple. George smiled in his sleep and tugged Hermione closer.
Tell
me, did you fall for a shooting star
One without a permanent
scar
And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out
there
And did you finally get the chance to dance along the light
of day
And did you fall for a shooting star
Fall for a shooting
star
And are you lonely by yourself out there
