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: I really just wanted to write this before I lost the feeling. I've been up and down loads!

FORGOTTEN update...A meeting with Mr Prince and Emily left in Ginny's hands! Oooh...and will absence really make the heart grow fonder?

Thanks to my reviewers.. OVER 100! :)

brunetteheartsredhead- your name suggests you've fallen to the charms of a Weasley- George?Hope you like the chapter

LunaLoveGoss-Ginny is a fun makeover queen though! Don't worry, she understands the use of make up etc to enhance rather than just cover in colour. I liked the twin merging with a twin thing too. Didn't mean that to happen!

Joan Marie Mesi- and we get to see the hair! Well at least read about it. Perhaps only I see it.

Habitat21- oh my word the cuteness! Hope you like this one!

CareBearErin- I hate possessive men too! Though any nice man would be a hit right now! Have to live through Emily, lol. I am the younger sister who liked dress ups!

Jillie Rose- well obviously I didn't need a charm either! Just wait til this chapter though. I really hope you like it. I was thinking of a fun, romantic place far away but still just right there. Sigh!

PaU-so reality is what you want? Well I do like to give my reviewers what they want...

AmberJupiter- thanks for pointing that out. I'm from UK and lived in Florida for year. It's a five hour time gap at the smallest, but there's also the fact that it takes a normal person nearly a day to get there. I know magic is well, magic, but I was thinking it might still not be as simple as a flick of the wand and you're there. I was factoring in a little travel time. Then again Mr Prince is simply crazy and perky- and I used to have to be places at like 7.30 in the morning when I was in USA so why not him? Anyway, they went for a drink at 11- possibly took an hour out there and then travelled to USA- say 5hour time diff so it would be 7ish and then it took them a while to get there and knowing Fred and George they took a detour on the way! Hope this makes sense- it's late and I'm babbling! Hope you like this chapter.

"I just want to make you look pretty, silly." Ginny said as she began her work. "And you can stop making that face. If the wind changes it will stay like that." Ginny scolded.

Emily attempted to relax as Ginny flicked and tapped her wand causing her frizzy brown bush of hair to transform into something slightly more manageable.

"Thank Merlin for magic, eh?" Emily chuckled nervously.

"Oh yeah. Otherwise you'd never get a brush through this…"

"Mess?" Emily offered.

"It always was bushy. All those years of Yule Balls though have made me an expert. It was a different brother that was being impressed though. Weird how things work out."

"You mean me and Ron?" Emily said slightly shocked.

"Yeah. You didn't know?"

"Not exactly. Obviously George has mentioned my friendship with Ron but I don't know him. Can't see the attraction really."

"All my brothers have some mysterious Weasley charm. Merlin knows what it is. They're idiots really- though I suppose all boys are. Ron is nice sometimes. He has one of the worst tempers I've ever come across. We all have our fiery spirit but he seems to have no common sense and no patience so it's not a good combination- especially when he was arguing with you." Ginny laughed.

"Oh I heard about that. Can't believe I'd be that hot headed. Though I don't suppose I've been comfortable enough to fight with anyone. I've been trying to impress people at work and living alone."

"Well you'll have plenty of opportunities to yell at the top of your lungs when the twins start to prank you."

Emily gulped.

"There, all done. It's not perfect- but it's better."

Emily slowly made her way to the bathroom mirror, fearing what she might find.

"Oh my… Ginny!"

"What? You don't like it?"

"I love it! Thanks! This is the first time I've ever been able to wear my hair down while actually being able to see my entire face!"

"Your welcome then. Anything for a friend. How about we add some make up?"

"Okay then." Emily smiled as she bounced a lose curl in her hand. Her usually bushy hair was tamed into curls, which framed her face. Despite the many charms it still held a little frizz, but nothing that took away from her natural beauty- especially to a slightly oblivious guy with a pair of rose-tinted spectacles.

After a few more hours of pampering from Ginny, some clothes transfiguring, a hot chocolate and some hairbrush singing Ginny left Emily with a hug and a promise of many more days of fun.

Emily snuggled up on the couch with her book and thought of best friends and adventure. She opened the book and settled into another good read with a story of a treasure hunt with twists and turns of murderous thieves and heroic heroines risking their lives for their friends.

"Did you miss me?" George called as he entered the apartment.

"George! You're back!" Emily smiled.

"Yeah I am- and I come bearing lots of yummy goodies." He said as he blindly walked into the kitchen with bags of food.

"Let me help you with that." Emily said as she walked in behind him and began to open cupboards and drawers taking out plates and cutlery.

George glanced at her and was pleased with what he saw. "You got your hair done." He exclaimed.

"Ginny came round."

"Oh…had a girly day then? It looks lovely."

"Thanks." Emily blushed.

"Let me take that for you." George said as he took her plate and carried it through to the table. He pulled out her chair for her and then sat across from her.

"I see you didn't buy as much this time." Emily giggled.

"Hey! I'm still getting used to this buying for two thing. It's hard when I don't know all your favourite things too." George pouted.

"I know. I appreciate you caring." Emily smiled.

"I do and I have a surprise for you after dinner."

"A surprise?"

"Yes a surprise. On the condition you do the washing up."

"Okay…" Emily said warily.

"Don't worry, it's a nice surprise. No pranks involved."

"So…how was the meeting?" Emily asked fairly quickly to get George's mind off pranks.

"Brilliant. The old man has a twin- had rather. It's kinda freaky, but he's cool. It'll be lots of fun working with him."

"So you'll be going to live in America?" Emily asked nonchalantly.

"I can't really ask Fred too- not with the baby and everything,."

"America is a fun place to live."

"You'll be coming to show me the sites and stuff?"

"Course."

They both smiled and then began to focus on their food, both thinking about the implications of living in America. George on the whole didn't care where he lived. As long as Emily was with him anywhere would be home. Emily had never had as much fun in her life as she was having staying with George. America seemed like her prison. She'd never fully appreciated it as a home because she didn't know what it felt like to have a home.

"Are you finished?' George asked.

"Yes, thank you."

"Alright, well you know our deal…"

"I do."

"You set these to washing and I'll be right back. I promise you'll like it." George winked as he flicked his wand and sent all the dirty dishes into the kitchen.

Emily walked into the kitchen and filled the sink with hot water. She placed all the dishes in and some magic washing up liquid and flicked her wand over the murky water. Bubbles quickly formed and began to rapidly flow over the dirty dishes, cleaning them to "a sparkle you can see your face in."

"All done then?"

"Yeah."

"Can you do me a favour?" George grinned.

"Depends what it is…" Emily looked at him suspiciously.

"Will you close your eyes, please?"

"Hmm…" Emily said as she nervously submitted to his request.

"No peeking." George teased as he took her hand and led her carefully to his bedroom. He led her over to the window and opened it and stepped out onto a newly transfigured balcony.

"Where are we George?" Emily asked as she felt a cool breeze brush her hair over her face slightly.

"One second and you can open your eyes. I'm going to let go of your hand a second. Don't move." George said. He let go of her hand and turned round to draw the curtains in the room and closed the large window.

"Okay. You can open you eyes now."

Emily opened her eyes to the night's sky filled with millions of sparkling stars and a smiling moon.

"Wow, George it's beautiful! How long have you had a balcony?"

"About ten minutes."

"You set this all up tonight?"

"Well I checked it out yesterday… I wanted you to be able to see a beautiful clear night."

"Was that just a shooting star?" Emily exclaimed.

"Yeah, I think it was." George smiled. "Make a wish."

"You already granted it."

"So I can ask what it is?"

"Err… well it's kind of embarrassing."

"Go on. You can tell me."

"Um, ok. It was just tospendmoretimewithyou."

"Huh?" George asked.

"To spend more time with you." Emily said in her normal eloquent voice.

"Really?"

"Yes." Emily said as she turned to look up to her left in the hope that George wouldn't see her blush.

"Emily?"

"Yes?"

"You can look at me you know." George joked.

"Sorry." She said as she turned her head to look up into his darkened face. She noticed that even in the darkness he was still handsome. His eyes twinkled from the light of the streetlights below.

Emily was once again bathed in moonlight. George gazed down at her, his eyes searching hers.

"I really do like your hair down." He said as he caught a curl on his finger. He let it softly fall down on her face as she continued to look up at him nervously.

"Thanks." She breathed.

"Um… Emily."

"Yes?"

"…Would you mind if I…" George slowly placed his hand underneath her hair, gently running his fingers across the nape of her neck sending shivers down her spine.

"Hmm?" She asked as he took a step closer to her. Slowly and cautiously they moved closer, the gap getting smaller but somehow feeling like it would never end.

Their lips finally met with nervous anticipation. George's hand slowly ran down her spine meeting his other around her small waist. Her hands clasped around his neck drawing him closer to her.

After finally drawing apart Emily rested her head on his strong chest while he set his chin gently on top of her head, holding her close to him.

"Will you come to America with me? It'll be really boring if you don't and…"

"Of course I'll come. I want to see your smiling face every day." She said as she looked up into his face.

"Oh really. I was thinking more of doing this every day…" George grinned and lowered his head to kiss her again.