Hermione sat in the back yard of the Burrow, thinking of her night with George. She always thought sleeping with someone for the first time would be different, not better, just different. The truth was she always thought her first time would be with Ron but she didn't regret her decision, it felt right.
"Mione" Ron called as he approached her. She quickly tucked her legs in and crossed her arms wishing Ron would just go inside and leave her to her thoughts.
"Did you have fun tonight?" Ron asked sitting beside her.
"Yeah, did you?' she answered.
Ron nodded and looked at her closely. "Is something wrong?" he asked. "You look a little preoccupied"
"I am just thinking" Hermione replied.
"About what?" Ron asked.
"I don't want to talk about" Hermione answered.
"We use to talk about everything" Ron said softly.
"Things change" Hermione informed him. "It's not you, it's us, we are different now and there are things in my life that I can't share with you anymore"
Ron stood up and shoved his hand sin his pockets. "Goodnight Hermione"
She watched Ron walk away and she couldn't help but wonder where they would be if the war had never happened but somehow she knew they would have ended right where they were.
George stepped out of the shower and found Fred sneaking in.
"She's gone" George told him.
"Good, then I don't have to sleep on Lee's couch" Fred replied flopping onto George's bed. "So, what happened?"
"You know what happened" George told him as he put on a t-shirt.
"Yeah" Fred said. "I would normally ask for the dirty details but the idea of Hermione... you know, it freaks me out little"
George laughed and kicked Fred off of his bed.
"Be careful man" Fred warned him
"I don't want hear it" George barked. 'if I get the don't break her heart speech one more time I am going to snap"
Fred slapped George on the knee.
"It's not her heart I am worried about" Fred told his brother as he walked out.
