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I waited for Ginny to return. She had been gone for almost twenty minutes now, she had promised to be back soon.

"Ten more minutes, and then I'll go over there",

I thought to myself. Just as I finished the thought, I saw to people walk towards me. One of them looked like Ginny, but who was with her? As they came closer, I saw it was that girl who had pointed at me. What was her name again? Something with 'f', I was sure. Or maybe it was 'd'. I wasn't really sure, now that I thought of it. The other girl stopped a few feet away and Ginny came over alone.

"Hey. Sorry it took so long. Had to speak with Gina",

I was confused. Who the bloody well was Gina? Then I remembered the girl a few feet away. I nodded towards her,

"Her?".

Ginny turned around, as if she didn't know anyone else was around,

"Her? No, that's Grace. Gina is our keeper. The let in a couple of goals, just wanted to check if it was on purpose",

I raised an eyebrow,

"And was it?".

Ginny chuckled,

"Yeah. But it doesn't matter. It was a noble thing to do. Made their loss a little less humiliating for them".

Yeah. I didn't really understand this, but I just nodded and agreed with her. I was sure she was right.

"Anyways. Why is Grass here? You have to go right away, right?".

Ginny didn't reply at first, just turned around and waved the girl, a signal for her to come to us. As the girl walked over, Ginny spoke,

"I just want you to meet her. She's one of my roommates and the only one who has a heart".

As she spoke the last word, the girl arrived,

"Hermione, this is Grace. Grace, this is Hermione. The same Hermione I've been ranting about since we got to know each other".

Grace reached out a hand to greet me. I responded to this and shook her hand,

"It's nice to finally meet you, Hermione. It's good finally have a face to the name".

She chuckled at this. I just smiled and said;

"It's nice to meet you too".

She dropped my hand and looked at Ginny. They didn't say anything, but I guessed they had some kind of a silent understanding between them, because suddenly Ginny sighed and nodded. Grace turned back to me and spoke;

"Would you like to have lunch with me tomorrow? Just the two of us?".

My eyebrows shot upwards and I just gave her a confused look. Ginny had apparently been ranting about me for a while, why the hell would she ask me out then? Even in front if Ginny. Why didn't Ginny kill her or something? She must have known about my feelings for Ginny. She must have realized what she said, because suddenly she looked panicked,

"No, no, no, no. That was so not what I meant. I didn't ask you out on like a date or something. I just thought with me being her best friend, and you obviously her soul mate or something, I just thought I wanted to get to know you better. And I just thought a lunch tomorrow would be a good way to go. I really didn't mean it in a date way, I swear".

Okay, this was just insane. Why had Ginny let her ask this? I really didn't want to meet up with her friend tomorrow. Alone. I looked at Ginny for help, she looked at me and spoke;

"Relax, Hermione. You can say no. After all, the two of you has just met, it will be okay if you said no. Besides, if you say yes, the lunch will take place at my apartment, so you would be close to yours, and it would be safe. She wouldn't dare to do anything scary there even if she was crazy enough to think about hurting you. So don't worry, you can say no, however, if you accept, you will be perfectly safe. I promise".

She grabbed both of my hands and looked me in the eyes to reassure me I would be safe. I thought about it for a moment and sighed. I looked to Grace,

"Screw it. I have pushed myself so much lately, well, yesterday, really, so what the hell. When should I be there?"

They both looked surprised. I don't think they expected this, Ginny's jaw had dropped and Grace just stood there with eyes at the size of plates. It looked like neither one of them had guessed this would happen. Grace was the first one to speak again,

"Wonderful. Why don't you come over around 11?"

I nodded and turned to Ginny,

"What's the address?".

She looked at me, still surprised I had accepted. She quickly shook her head and answered me, "uhm. It's Podder street 8, apartment 3b".

I nodded and made a note on a piece of parchment I had retrieved from my beaded handbag. I put the note back in the back and turned my attention to Grace,

"Alright. I'll see you at lunch tomorrow at 11, then".

I meant this as a hint for her to leave now. I wanted to be alone with Ginny now. Luckily she understood and said her goodbyes. She turned around and headed towards the changing rooms again. I turned to Ginny again and grabbed both her hands, like she had done to me only moments ago. I didn't say anything at first, just looked at her. She was biting her lower lip, almost like she wanted to say something. I remembered how she always used to walk around chewing her lip, like she was afraid something would slip if she wasn't careful.

"Is everything alright?"

She didn't say anything at first, just moved her gaze down and started to search our hands, like they held any answers,

"Yeah. No. I mean, everything is fine, I just.. Hermione, do you want to go out with me? Like on a real date. Muggle-style. I have read about them, dinner, movie and a goodnight kiss at the porch. I know it's a little soon, I just had a really good time last night, and I want to have a proper date with you. Not that I don't think last night counts as a date, I just want to take you out for real, with dinner and..."

Christ, she was just babbling. I clasped my hand over her mouth to silence her.

"Will you shut up if I say yes?"

I asked her jokingly. She nodded eagerly, and I felt a wide grin under my hand. I carefully removed my hand, but she wasn't silent,

"I don't know much about muggle-dates. So I might do it all wrong and stuff, but I'll..."

I sighed and silenced her again. With a kiss this time. I'm pretty sure she was taken by surprise, because she gave no response at first. It took her only half a second to catch up with what was happening, and she kissed me back. I smiled.
I pulled back a few minutes later. Very careful , just in case she started to babble again. She remained silent with a wide grin. A few moments later she managed to speak again,

"Should I take that as a yes, then?", I chuckled, but nodded.

"But,"

I said. She looked nervous at this,

"Only as long as it's not a Friday, we already have plans that day, you know".

She sighed in relief and nodded,

"Alright. No Fridays, then. How about tonight?"

That took me by surprise, I didn't expect it to be this soon. She gave me a nervous look,

"Unless you already have plans, of course?"

I quickly began shook my head,

"No, no, no. I don't have any plans. You just took me by surprise. I'm fine with tonight. I just have to ask you one thing".

She was nervous again, but nodded,

"This should be just a date. No talking about the past, no trying to work things out. Just a normal date between two people who like each other. You okay with that?"

She sighed and nodded once again,

"That's what I hoped for. Just a normal date focused on the present. No past, no future. Just now".

I smiled. This was good. Exactly what I needed.
She gave me another kiss. God, how I love the feeling of her kissing me. I just can't describe it, no matter how much I try. As she pulled away, she playfully bit my lower lip. All if this really made me want her. I felt a tingle in my stomach, and I began to rave about sleeping with her, to have her in every way possible. I imagined how I would gently caress her and touch every inch of her beautiful, naked body. The thought of kissing her neck and tease her until she screamed, was getting me really aroused now.

She broke my line of thoughts when she sighed and began to speak;

"I should get back to the burrow, now. I need to let mum know I'm not joining them for dinner and stuff. I'll be back later tonight and pick you up for our date, though".

We both grinned wide at the words, and I felt the tingle in my stomach again at the words "our date". This was going to be good, I was sure. I nodded and gave her another quick kiss. Nothing big, just a reminder of everything that had happened the past few days. Without a word, she turned on the spot and was gone. I sighed and turned to walk away.
As I got out of the stadium area, I began to look for George. He had promised to meet me out here and wait for me as I spoke with Ginny. I saw him standing a few yards away, waving his hand towards me. I waved back at him and hurried over to where he was.

"Now, how did it go?"

I really didn't want to answer his question, so I bought myself some time by asking the stupidest question I could think of,

"How did what go?" He rolled his eyes and grabbed my arm as he sighed,

"Okay, then".

What? Would he really let me go with an answer like this? That would be too good to be true.
Moments later we arrived in the hallway of my apartment. He turned to face me and raised his eyebrows,

"Alright. Now we have a little more privacy. You are Hermione bloody Granger. You know very well what I mean".

Shoot. I knew it would be too good to be true. I sighed and lead the way to my living room. When we were seated, he made a pot of tea and two cups appear. He took one of them and turned his gaze towards me again,

"Well?".

I sighed again. I guess I wasn't getting away from this.

"You know, George. You shouldn't ask questions like this, your sister is involved. Could be nasty details involved",

I paused, hoping he would let go. I guess it wasn't really a big deal, just kisses and we made plans about a date later today. I don't know, I just didn't feel like talking about this. Could be because he was my boss now. He just raised an eyebrow and continued to look at me. I took a deep breath and told him the main things,

"I just planned lunch with that friend if Ginny, Grace or something".

Alright, some of the main things, then. He just shrugged and looked at the tea cup in his hands,

"Fine, I'll ask Ginny tonight, then. I have some business at her place anyways".

I didn't think before I spoke again and blurted out;

"She's at the burrow, telling Mrs. Weasly she won't be over for dinner tonight and getting ready".

Shit! Why did I tell him this? It was sure to catch his attention. He quickly moved his gaze to me again,

"Really? Why? She always has dinner there to celebrate after they win a game".

I closed my eyes and mentally slapped myself. Why did I make a big deal out of this anyway? I decided it was probably because I didn't want to make anyone getting their hopes up about us. Christ. Why the hell did I overthink everything and make a big deal about anything in my life? I really had to pull myself together and stop this behavior, it couldn't be healthy at any rate,

"She's taking me out tonight, like on a date. Now shut up".

His face broke out in a wide grin, similar to the one he had gotten when he saw me yesterday,

"Like a proper date? For real? This is great. When is she coming to get you? Because you are going to look bloody fantastic. And I'm going to help you".

He pulled his eyebrows together, like he was thinking really hard about something. He cocked his head to the side and continued,

"That sounded so gay. No offence or anything, but I'm just not like that. Bloody hell".

I laughed at him. This was rather fun. I had never imagined him to be anything like this.

"Really now? And since when did you care about such things like how someone looks?".

I was sure he would glare at me. Turns out, I was mistaken. He put on a smile and said;

"Ever since I found out my favorite sister is taking my favorite female school mate out for a date. Well, second favorite. Sorry, Hermione, but Angelica is over you, but only because she's my wife".

I had just taken a sip of my tea, and choked on in, causing me to cough and splutter tea all over myself and George. This was nothing I had ever expected. George? Married? I was taken off guard really bad by this,

"Wait, what? Are you married?"

My mouth was open. I forgot how I shut it after I finished talking.

"Oh, Ginny didn't tell you?"

I shook my head, unable to make any kind of sound,

"Oh. Well, we got married 4 years ago. After the war I got really depressed. Broke up with her, closed the store and ran off. Spent time just travelling. A few months here, and a few days there. I couldn't manage to get over the loss of Fred. At some point, I stayed three months in Denmark, this was the last three months, though. And I went to this quidditch game. You see, I found magic societies other places instead of becoming a muggle. That was easier for me since I have never been a part of the muggle community. Anyway, I went to this game, Puddlemere united against some Danish team I can't even pronounce, and there she was. She was a reporter for Quidditch today, and I had landed a temporary job at some Danish newspaper, Det Danske magisamfunnet, I think it was. I learned basic Danish,"

I raised an eyebrow at him,

"Fine then, I used a translation spell. But that's not the point. We both were at the game to write about it, I had arrived just a few minutes after her at the journalist box, and as I entered, there she was, just sitting there. I tried to avoid her, sitting far behind her, and I planned to run out of there before she could see me. Luckily I met another friend there, someone I had met when I was in Australia. She didn't say anything at first, just stood there waiting for me while I talked to my friend. I hadn't even noticed her waiting for me, so when I turned around to walk, I froze at the sight. I just stood there and had no idea what I should do. She walked over to me, and before I had a chance to say or do anything, I was lying at the floor and felt my head throbbing. She had punched me, like really hard. I asked her why she had done that, and she said it was because I had run off and nobody knew where I was. I told her it was the best for everyone if I was gone and all of that. I told her how I had stayed in touch with Ginny, but only because of you. But don't worry, Angelica doesn't know why, just that something had happened. Remember how I was usually the one here to comfort you when Ginny received certain of your letters?"

I nodded, and started to understand why,

"Well, I could sort of relate to your decision. Of all the people she sent here, I was the one who could understand it the best, because I had more or less done the same thing. But that's not the point, we were talking about Angelica. Well, after she hit me and she had blamed me for about everything, we had dinner. We talked and got through things, I explained everything to her and sorted things out. We had gone out a couple of times before she told me she had to go back to England. Sneaky as she is, she got me drunk and tricked me to going back with her, and she made sure we left the same night before I had the chance to get sober again. And if that wasn't enough, I was woken up at the burrow the next morning by my mum screaming her lungs out. Angelica stood behind her with a cruel grin. She was prepared to do anything to make me stay. A month later I reopened the store, and was seeing Angelica exclusively. But I was still pretty closed up. Never talked about anything and stuff, so after a while she told me I either had to get in to therapy, or she would leave me. It was an easy decision to make. Long story short, we got married a year and a half later, and we still are".

He finished his story, and things was making more sense now, at least to why he was the one I mostly saw when I was really down and not sure if I could handle things. Me and Ginny really had to sit down and talk properly sometime soon.
George looked like he was deep in thoughts,

"Hermione? Can I tell you something? Something very secret and something you can't tell anyone about, not yet, at least".

I raised an eyebrow at him, after everything he had been listening to of my whining through the years.

"George, I can't even count how many times you have been here for me, listening to my whining about Ginny, and never once you complained about it, and you lost your brother, not once I asked you how you handled it, I only cared about myself, and never a word to complain about it. I owe you my life so many times over, I don't even have a number for it. You could torture your own family to madness, and I would keep silent if you asked me to. I owe you too much. Well, Ginny is an exception, but that is different. Anyway, you can tell me anything, and I won't say a word, I swear".

He didn't move or change in any way, his voice was low, like a whisper,

"Angelica is pregnant. With twins".

Something had to be wrong with my ears. George than cracked a wide grin,

"I'm going to be a father".

So I did hear right, then. I was shocked, but then, half a second later, I copied his grin and embraced him in a tight hug,

"Congratulations. I'm so happy for you guys. You'll do great, I know it".

He hugged ne back,

"Yeah, I hope so. Good thing we still have a few months to figure everything out, right?"

He laughed, but not his normal, cheerful laugh, but a rather nervous one. I nodded,

"You'll do great. You have your mother on your side, and she did a great job, and you have all your siblings, I'm sure they will be ready to help, and I'll help you as much as I can, no need to worry about anything, the kids will have a wonderful upbringing, I'm sure".

He nodded back to me and spoke again,

"Anyways, I haven't told anyone yet, it's only you, me and Angelica who knows, so just don't tell anyone yet, alright?".

Once again I nodded.
George stood up,

"Okay, let's go shopping. You need to look amazing for my sister tonight".

I groaned and tried to protest. I couldn't afford shopping right now,

"Geo-orge",

he just silenced me,

"no protests, Miss Granger. We are going now, and don't worry about anything, you will only have to wear the clothes, it's my treat".

I groaned again, but stood up and followed him out the door, this was no fun.
For some reason, George had decided we were shopping in muggle-London. We went through s countless number of stores, and after about three hours, I had more than a few new sets of clothes,

"For future dates with Ginny",

he said. At each new store, I had groaned, and for each new item of clothing he had bought me, I pouted like a little child. I hated shopping and I hated when someone bought stuff for me. It wasn't really a good day for me, then. I dragged him out of another store after he had bought me two pair of shoes,

"George, I'm hungry and tired. I want to go home",

he chuckled and said;

"Well, you didn't want these clothes either, you still have them. But I'll make you a deal, we eat lunch now, I saw some place nearby I want to check out, then we can go back to your place, and we'll get you dressed for your date, alright?"

I groaned for what had to be the millionth time that day,

"Fine. As long as I can get home soon. I hate to be away from home for too long".

He ignored my tone, and just began to walk towards the place he had mentioned without another word.
Another hour went by before I was home again. I had eaten in silence, refusing to say a word to him. He looked amused as we ate, probably pleased with himself and the day. I hated him a little bit right now.
We finally got back to my apartment, and I stomped inside with all the bags I was carrying, I threw them at the couch and headed for the balcony to have a cigarette. George appeared in the doorway and spoke with wonder in his voice,

"Hermione? What are you doing? Since when did you smoke?"

I sighed,

"When I got back to the muggle-world I took up both smoking and drinking. How do you know about cigarettes anyway? It's not something wizards usually know about?"

He shrugged,

"I don't know, some wizard communities are more intertwined with the muggle-world, I guess. After my time away I learned that the British community is not a very common way of living on a world basis. Most places in the world, a wizard lives in a muggle-neighborhood, and their kids go to muggle-school before they are sent to a magic school, they have muggle-friends, and some of them even have part time muggle jobs, I guess I picked it up somewhere, but I never thought much of it, I just know it's bad for you".

I nodded and began to wish I has moved outside Britain and experienced other parts of the world as well. We stood in silence before I spoke again,

"George? Why did Ginny always send someone else? She said she always chickened out, but that can't be all, can it?"

I looked at him with my brows furrowed, trying to figure out the answer myself. He sighed,

"I don't know much about this, I just know that she was very afraid to meet you. She was worried how you would handle it if she showed up. She thought that maybe you would act somewhat similar to what you did,"

I raised an eyebrow at this, I never told him what happened,

"Ginny told me. But the point is, she was worried it would happen. I think that's why, subconsciously at least".

I nodded. I didn't feel the need to say anything
George began to walk towards the door again as he spoke,

"We should begin to get you ready. Ginny could be here any time".

I groaned and followed him back inside. I would have settled for jeans, t-shirt and a sweater. Thanks to George, I would now look overdressed when Ginny arrived, and we would have to spend time getting me out of whatever George put on me.
A while later I felt like an oversized dress-up-doll. He spun me around so I was now facing him,

"Alright, I can take care of your hair, but I'm afraid you'll have to take care of your make-up yourself".

I groaned, "Geo-orge, I don't use make-up. Just let me go the way I am. I'm already way overdressed".

He raised an eyebrow at me,

"Hardly. But fine, we'll do this the hard way then, unless you will cooperate with me?"

I crossed my arms and shook my head,

"I'm good like this. I don't need to dress up anymore. I'm happy with this".

He sighed and pulled out hid wand. I felt my eyes grow wide. I backed up and hit the wall, "I'm sorry, Hermione, but this is happening. stupefy".

I felt the spell hit me, and I fell to the floor. I was knocked unconscious and had no control whatsoever. Stupid George.
About forty-five minutes later, I was awakened again. I glared at his and growled,

"What the hell did you do that for? I told you I didn't want to".

Stupid George smiled at me as he spoke,

"And I told you that if you didn't cooperate, we would have to do it the hard way".

I just growled at him, unable to think of anything to say. He pushed me towards a mirror. I tried to fight him off so I could get out of this, just my luck, I lost and soon I found myself in front of a mirror with my arms crossed. I refused to look at my reflection, just told him how much I hated him for doing this to me. George just chuckled at this,

"Trust me, you won't hate me for this tomorrow. Now turn around and look at yourself".

I turned around, and was stunned, I hardly recognized myself. I stood there in a blood red cocktail dress and black shoes with heels and my hair and makeup was done the same way as I had done it for the yule ball in fourth grade. I had to admit, I was stunning, but hell if I would let George know what I was thinking,

"This is stupid, George. I'm way overdressed and I'll look just stupid next to Ginny. This is going off this very moment".

George gave me a stern look, a look that professor McGonagall would have given Harry and Ron after they did something they shouldn't have,

"Hell no, miss Granger. I'll body lock you if I have to. Just trust me on this, you will look great next to Ginny. Please just leave it like it is".

I gave him a suspicious glare,

"What the hell is going on? What is Ginny planning? Tell me! You all know I hate surprises",

I was almost shrieking at him, but he said nothing, just chuckled and looked at something behind my back, but I was too angry to turn around and look myself.

"Don't worry, you'll see soon enough".

Ginny's voice reached my ears and I turned around. She stood there in a midnight blue dress, a strapless one, and blue shoes with low heels. Her hair and makeup was amazing, I can't even begin to describe it.