"I'll come and see you" George said as he walked Hermione to the train.

"I know" Hermione replied. "We'll write"

"Yeah" George said, he took her head and pulled her to him. "Hermione, I wanted to talk to you about something"

"What's that?" she asked. Behind her the train whistle sounded and George smiled.

"Don't worry about it" George told her. He kissed her gently before pushing her to the train. "Go on, have a good year"

Hermione watched him out the window, she felt sad already.

"Hermione" Ginny called.

"What?" hermione asked, still gazing out the window.

"You have to go meet the prefects, remember" Ginny reminded her.

"Oh, I forgot" Hermione cried, rushing out the door.

Later after they arrived and they were back in their dorms, hermione started to unpack. Ginny was talking to parvati and Lavender.

"Can I see your photographs Hermione?" lavender asked. Hermione nodded and handed some of the framed pictures to her roommate. There was one of her parents, one of her with Harry, Ron and Ginny, but her favorite was taken at her birthday party with George.

"Are you dating him?" Lavender asked.

Hermione nodded smiling fondly down at the picture.

"Wow" Lavender said. "I thought you and Ron would last forever"

"We actually only dated a few moths, most of the last year I spent with Viktor" hermione commented, feeling that pain in her chest again. Talking about Viktor always brought back the feeling of sadness.

"Why did you break up?" Parvati asked.

"He cheated on me" Hermione commented before sprinting out of the room. "I am going to go shower"

George sat in the office attempting to go through sales receipts but he kept getting distracted by a picture on his desk. It was taken at Hermione's party and she looked so beautiful. George already missed her so much it was tearing him apart.

"You've never been one to daydream" Charlie called from the doorway. "This girl must really have a hold on you"

"Not really" George told him. 'I am just tired."

"You miss Hermione" Charlie replied sitting down across from him.

"A little, yeah" George admitted.

"You could just tell her how you feel," Charlie suggested.

"No" George replied, shaking his head. "I can't take the chance of losing myself in someone else"

"You already have" Charlie told him.