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She walked down the street, smiling. It had almost felt like a honeymoon of sorts for her and George. Everything was going well, she was happy all the time. The nagging feeling that something bad would happen, to cancel out all the good rose in her brain but she quickly shoved it away. Happiness was mostly a choice, and Hermione was choosing to look at the good. She made eye contact with the pretty redhead, walking over and pulling her in for a hug.
"Well, it's nice to see you without the ugly face of my brother in tow" Ginny teased and Hermione laughed with a nod.
"It is nice to be able to have a moment to myself again. Let's go in, I have lots to tell you" Hermione chuckled and Ginny practically squealed in delight. They were led to a booth in the back and Hermione felt her stomach rumble at the appetizing spells floating around them.
"Hungry are we?" Ginny teased, sitting down into the booth. Hermione slid into the other side, facing her friend.
"Gin, your brothers eat nothing but sweets. I practically had to beg for real food" Hermione told her friend, who nodded with a frown.
"If it weren't for mum, they'd have starved long ago" She said, looking dramatically into the distance. The girls laughed, happy to be free of the men in their lives. They both ordered pasta, and while they were waiting, Hermione leaned in closer to Ginny.
"So how are you and Harry?" She asked, wiggling her eyebrows. Ginny smirked back, unabashed.
"Lately things have been going so well. Getting laid frequently, he's been nothing but sweet. I feel like something big is coming, if you know what I mean" She chatted, and Hermione gasped in surprise.
"No, do you think he's going to propose soon?" She asked, her eyes bright. Harry deserved nothing but happiness, and she knew he'd have that with Ginny. Ginny nodded her head excitedly.
"We've been together for what feels like forever! We're both ready, and you know mum will be over the moon" She laughed and Hermione nodded with a smile.
"I am so excited for you Gin" Hermione gushed and her friend's face seemed to have a permanent smile on it.
"Anyway, enough about me, how has living with the twins been?" Ginny asked, taking a bite of the pasta that had been put in front of them. Hermione's face went red.
"Well, let's just say, I ran into Angelina late the other night, and neither of us were wearing that many clothes" She whispered and Ginny laughed, tilting her head back.
"Hermione, you minx, couldn't even wait to shag before you've made it official" Her friend teased and Hermione sucked in a breath.
"Oh actually, we did. The night that we went to dinner at the Burrow" Hermione said, a small smile on her face. Suddenly a biscuit was tossed at her head. Hermione yelped, knocking it away from her.
"You're dating my brother and you didn't think to tell me?" Ginny pretty much yelled. Hermione shushed her friend, embarrassed.
"I meant to, but well, after we… you know… our magic went crazy! We've been occupied trying to figure it all out. I'm sorry" She frowned and Ginny just shrugged.
"At least I know now. Does anyone else know?" She asked and Hermione shook her head. Ginny frowned.
"And Ron?" Hermione shook her head again and Ginny sighed.
"I know Ginny, but Ron has been really weird lately and honestly I've been a little nervous to tell him" She said anxiously. Ginny grabbed her friend's hand across the table.
"I know 'Mione. I wish Ron would figure out all his issues'' Ginny said with a frown. Hermione nodded and they continued to eat. They chatted about work, and life and soon the dinner came to an end. They stood up to leave, thanking the waiter on their way out. Ginny decided that she'd walk Hermione home, as it was dark.
"Ginny, I wanted to thank you for always having my back. I am so glad to have a friend like you" Hermione smiled, hugging her friend goodbye. Ginny chuckled, giving Hermione a wink.
"Maybe I'll be more than just a friend soon" She teased and Hermione's face went red.
"Come on Ginny, me and George aren't there yet" She laughed, but couldn't help the feeling swirling in her chest. She hoped that maybe one day they would be ready. Ginny waved goodbye before turning on the spot, leaving Hermione alone on the steps to Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. She pushed open the door, smiling at Fred, who was putting things on shelves.
"Mind locking the door for me, Granger?" He asked and she nodded. She locked the door and drew the blinds down, before wandering over to the shelves that Fred was.
"Where's your better half?" She teased and he chuckled, nodding towards the back room.
"He's in there brewing something, he didn't tell me what. Do me a favour, and tell him he better clean up whatever mess he's making" Fred teased, and Hermione chuckled with a nod. She slipped into the room, silently watching as George tossed different things into the cauldron. It was a lavender colour, similar to the potion they took earlier. She gasped, realizing that George was trying to recreate it. George heard her and looked up, a tired smile on his face.
"Hey you, how was your time away?" He teased and she laughed, walking to stand next to him, glancing into the cauldron. It smelled like freshly cut wood.
"George, I didn't realize you liked potions" Hermione stated, watching him chop up a large dark bean.
"It was actually my favourite class, besides charms. Creating something from nothing is something that really piques my interest" He smiled, adding the ingredient to the pot. Hermione made a sound of admiration, her heart singing.
"I seem to be constantly learning something new about you" She said, her voice light. George laughed, dipping down to steal a quick kiss. Hermione smiled into it.
"What is this? It looks like our potion" Hermione asked, crossing her arms. He pulled out a familiar purple notebook, handing it to her. Her eyes widened, as she read the notes.
"You aren't trying to replicate it, you're trying to change it?" She asked, her voice filled with interest. George smirked as he stirred, the purple liquid bubbling.
"I wanted to see if I could maybe amplify the effects, make them last longer" He explained and she nodded, hanging on his every word. Her heart was pounding with excitement. She had never had this sort of feeling with Ron, it was boring to discuss things with him. He only wanted to talk about quidditch, and did not care for the things that interested her. Having an intellectual conversation with someone she had feelings for, really made those feelings intensify.
"Wow George, you are really brilliant" She said shyly. His face reddened and he chuckled.
"This has to simmer for a couple of days, before I add anything else. Want to maybe watch a mover on that box you got from dad?" He asked, dusting off his hands. Hermione laughed at his lack of knowledge in muggle things.
"Mo-vie George, didn't you take muggle studies?" He looked sheepish.
"We usually skipped that class…" He rubbed the back of his neck and Hermione rolled her eyes. They made their way to the living room and Hermione grabbed the small box of movies she had borrowed from Mr Weasley. She handed the box to George, who pulled out one with a caped hero on the front.
"Typical boy choice" She teased and he quickly pulled the box back to him.
"Oh we can watch something else-" Hermione cut him off with a smile.
"No it's okay, you're the one who hasn't seen many movies" George chuckled and Hermione slipped the movie into the tv. They settled into the couch, George pulling Hermione close to him, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. She smiled shyly, watching his face light up with excitement. He lived in a world of magic, and yet something as simple as movies lit him up inside. The movie started and George stared intently at the screen, following the story line. Hermione felt her eyes get heavy.
"Fred, if you could be quiet, she's sleeping" She heard George hiss, as the room seemed to move past her. She felt like she was floating. Her eyes slipped open and she met the handsome face of George, who was carrying her from the living room. He felt her shift and glanced down, a smile on his face.
"Ah sleeping beauty finally awake?" He smirked and Hermione's face went red. She squirmed in his arms.
"George, I can walk" She said and he chuckled.
"Well I would hope so" He continued carrying her, setting her down on her bed. She slid to the edge of it, watching him grab a pair of sleep pants. Now that the weather was warmer, he tended to only sleep in pants. She sucked in a breath as he pulled down his shorts and boxers right in front of her. She never quite got used to the intimacy that came with dating someone. He smirked as she admired his body, happy with the reaction he'd get from her.
"Like what you see, darling?" He smirked and she quickly looked away, a blush lighting up her face.
"Shut up!" She huffed, watching him again. He slipped on the loose pants, that left nothing to the imagination, and strutted over to her. She let her legs drift apart and he stood between them, hands on her waist. She felt heat grow between her legs. She reached up, resting her hands on his chest.
"You never did tell me how your time away was" George chuckled, his hands tightening on her waist. Hermione sucked in a breath.
"It was nice, she thinks Harry is going to propose" She said and his eyes widened. He seemed a little put out, being beaten by his younger sister. Hermione tugged him closer.
"I did miss a certain redhead though, even if it was only a couple hours" She said with a small pout, and his frown turned into a smile. His hands slipped up under the hem of her shirt and she sucked in a breath, startled.
"What did you miss, exactly?" He whispered, dipping down to place a series of small kisses below her ear. She let out a quiet sigh, need swirling low in her stomach.
"I missed the feeling of your arms around me, and how safe I feel around you" She said, her voice light and breathy. He smirked, dragging his kisses down her throat.
"What else, darling" He hissed and she moaned, her hands finding his hair.
"I missed the sound of your voice" She whispered, her face red with embarrassment. He groaned, finally sliding his lips onto hers. His hands quickly yanked her shirt over her head, unhooking her bra in a single try. She panted, leaning back on her hands, watching as he took in her naked chest. His eyes were dark with desire. Without warning, his hands gripped her breasts, fingers flicking the sensitive tips. She moaned, shaking with pleasure.
"George" She whispered, arching her back towards him. He groaned, pressing his length into her spread legs.
"Fuck Hermione, I love when you say my name" He whispered, his voice thick with emotion. She whispered his name again, and he growled, yanking her shorts and knickers off in one motion. He dropped to his knees and pulled her to the edge of the bed. He pushed her knees apart and before she could prepare, his head dipped down taking her in his mouth. His tongue dipped between her, forcing a loud moan from her throat. She weaved her hands through his hair, pulling his head closer to her center. His eyes met hers, as he slid a finger into her, followed by another one. He leaned back slightly, taking his mouth away from her. She whimpered at the loss of contact, making him groan again.
"What did you want, baby?" He asked, his voice husky. She felt her face flush with embarrassment. He pulled his fingers away and she whined desperately. He looked at her expectantly.
"George please" She moaned, her eyes desperate. He shook his head with a smirk.
"Please what?" He whispered, blowing on her exposed flesh. She sucked in a breath, whining again. She heard him chuckle and pouted.
"George please fuck me" She whined, surprising the both of them. He groaned, finally unable to take it any longer. He yanked down his pants, slipping into her without warning. She moaned his name, pulling him close.
"Merlin, you're so wet" He groaned, slamming into her.
He went fast this time, driven by desire. She didn't mind, moaning as she dragged her nails down his back. He grabbed one of her knees, pulling it up into the air, using the leverage to press farther into her. Hours felt like minutes, as he pushed her closer and closer to the edge. She saw stars, the pleasure blinding. She pulled his face down, kissing him deeply, as she came around him. The pulsing around his length dragged him down with her, and he came hard, groaning out her name. He slid onto the bed beside her, taking her into his arms. She panted, a vapid smile on her face. Hermione, filled with the confidence of just having sex, she surprised them both again.
"Should we maybe take a shower?" She asked, winking at him. He gasped, a look of surprise on his face. He jumped to his feet, excitement clear on his face.
"Who are you, and what have you done with Hermione?" He laughed and grabbed her hand, pulling her to her feet. She laughed with him, throwing on towels and slipping into the washroom, the night nowhere near over.
