Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

A/N: So I didn't have time before I cleaned the house to write- and then I had a little house party cause my parents were away so I had to clean the house again - and register for university. Lots of fun! Don't think I like being home alone. It's very creepy. Anyway, I've written another chapter and surprisingly the next chapter is planned out. Hopefully it'll be posted soon cause I'll be starting uni soon and therefore might have a life again.

FORGOTTEN update...Emily is over worked, well she is Hermione somewhere deep inside. George being so much fun decides to take her out for the day. Does he have an alterior motive?

George once again took her hand and they apparated. They arrived beside a wide lake surrounded by trees. The sun shone down and its reflection twinkled off the water as it lapped against the bank.

"George it's beautiful. Where are we?"

"Oh, just a little forest park about 10 miles from the town. You've never been here before?"

"I never even knew it existed." She said awe struck as she gazed around the beautiful scenery.

"There was a picture of it in the hotel." George said nonchalantly as he laid down the blanket and set pulled out plates, cups, food and a bottle of sparkling water.

After taking in a deep breath of the sweet air she turned round to watch George set out the picnic.

"Are we always going to have this much food?" She joked.

Again George blushed. "I wasn't sure what you liked."

"So you got some of everything?"

He nodded. Emily couldn't help but laugh. He really was too cute. She sat down beside him and helped herself to a strawberry.

He smiled at her as he offered her a drink. She kindly accepted it and prayed that her face hadn't heated up when their fingers brushed as he handed it to her.

They both started to eat the food, joking and chatting casually as they had been accustomed to.

"I think I'm going to explode." She moaned after eating three sandwiches, chocolate covered strawberries, a muffin and a handful of sweets-which were not tampered with by George, though he was tempted.

"I don't think I would have ever imagined you eating as much."

"Well you did drag me away from my breakfast! You're imagining me eating?" She grinned.

"Um…err did I say that? No. You see… that's not what I meant…" George stumbled over his words as his face grew in colour.

Emily couldn't help but laugh, as the tips of his ears grew red. He was way too easy to tease.

George looked at her laughing again. Sure she was cute, but she knew just how to get him. He had to get even somehow. Having little weapons handy, he pulled a handful of grass up and threw it at her.

"George! You got grass in my hair!"

George gulped as he saw the terror on her face. Maybe that wasn't the brightest idea. However, Emily really was a good actress. While one hand pulled grass through the lose strands of her hair, the other pulled her own ammunition from the ground. With his full attention fixed on her hair she casually lifted her hand and sprinkled the pile over his head.

The rest of the afternoon was spent chasing each other through the many trees whilst they both laughed breathlessly.

After returning to Emily's flat they both collapsed on the couch.

"I'm quite tired out now." George yawned.

"Yeah me too." Emily nodded as she caught his yawn.

"Guess I should go back to the hotel." George said as he stood up from the couch. Emily quickly stood up beside him.

"I guess you should." She said shyly.

"I'll see you tomorrow at breakfast?"

"Yeah! Thanks for today. It really was the most fun I've ever had. At least that I can remember." She said as she stood up on her tiptoes and kissed his cheek. Another memory flooded into her mind as she saw herself in the Great Hall of Hogwarts and she'd just kissed Harry Potter.

"I kissed Harry Potter?" She exclaimed.

George's hand had moved by reflex up to his cheek. He was standing in a slight daze.

"You did?" He asked quizzically.

"Yes! I remember standing in a really big room that had tables and food and there were candles floating. Harry Potter, the Harry Potter, was standing in front of me in what I can only imagine was his school uniform, though it was not very neat, and I kissed him just like I kissed you."

George couldn't help but feel angry at the thought of her kissing Harry, but shook it off reminding himself that he was not his jealous little brother. It happened years ago and Harry was in a relationship with his little sister and if he hurt her then… breathe George, breathe.

"Could that really have happened George? Could I have kissed THE Harry Potter?"

"Well Hermione was best friends with him. If you really are Hermione then I wouldn't be surprised."

Emily stood in shock. This was the first time she had ever thought she really might be Hermione Jane Granger. She might be able to find out about her true self and remember her past.