A/N I'm sorry it took me so long to update it's just my birthday was recently and I was a bit overwhelmed by it.

Right I would like to thank Kayomitsu for your amazing advice and to Kataline for your review I really appreciate any advice.

Anyway on with the story…

Chapter 3

Everyone was now officially engaged.

Charlie- Verity

(They were already secretly going out so they were pleased with the result)

Ron- Hermione

(They couldn't have possibly been happier and no one could disagree with the marriage they were obviously made for each other)

Percy- Penelope

(Unlike the previous pair this pair despise each other, everyone agreed that watching these two progress would be interesting)

Lee- Katie

(These two weren't exactly close before this whole thing but some people think they'll be good for each other)

Angelina- Neville

(Who'd have thought?)

And then of course there was George and Fiona.

The ministry had, to check for deserters, enforced that the chosen couple meet up within a week of getting their letter. It was their meeting today.

Fiona's POV

I chose Diane to come with me, because she was my sister; my one and only close relative, but also because she was my one and only friend. At Hogwarts I'd been the one somebody would only talk to because they had to or because they wanted help on their homework, but I was happy to help.

I was ,and still am, a hopeless bookworm.

I usually blended into the background never liked having attention focused onto myself but come on. Who doesn't like a laugh? I have to admit the twins' pranks were funny even when I was their victim: I just laughed.

My mum had always said it is better to laugh with people than people just laugh at you. It's thoughts of my mother that make my heart ache, it's the dreams of my brothers Graham and James lying on the floor of the great hall covered in their own blood that made me wake up at 1am screaming and covered in a cold sweat. It was the flashbacks of my father getting hit with the killing curse that made me burst into tears in the middle of any conversation leaving people feeling shocked and confused.

But I'm going off track aren't I?

We flooed into their living room and before we even had a chance to breathe we were greeted by(what felt like) a bone crushing hug off of a small plump woman whom I assume is Mrs Weasley. She ushered us both into a large kitchen where George's sitting. I felt heat rise to my cheeks, I don't know why but I felt embarrassed in front of him.

However I have to admit he's certainly grown up into a mature, handsome young man and looked an emotional mess he had bags under his eyes; they were also red and raw and unshaven. He'd certainly changed since that fateful night of the Battle of Hogwarts. But I feel that I could match up to the pain he's feeling. I mean i've lost my whole family minus Diane, but he lost the one he's spent the whole of his life with they were always inseperable, he lost his brother and his best friend, I lost so much more.

Again i'm going off track aren't I?

I sit across from George looking straight into his eyes it amazes me how much pain one pair of eyes could hold. I tried to give him a sympathetic look but I doubt it helped at all.

"I'm sorry my husband can't be here but he has to work, are your parents coming dear?"

"I'm sorry but our whole family died in the war" Diane said, she knew how hard it is for me to talk about my family, she however was the stronger of us two and had manaed to move on. Surprisingly when I returned my eyes to George he gave me a sympathetic look but i was half hearted.

" I think we should give these two some privacy to talk things over don't you think Diane" Mrs Weasley said in a weirdly worried voice.

I looked at Diane pleadingly silently begging her not to leave me alone with him. She just smiled at me hopelessly and I was left alone with a heartbroken and lonely ghost of a man.

"Hi" I said realising I hadn't really greeted him and I insist on manners.

"Hi" he replied awkwardly to be honest this whole situation was awkward.

"So how have you been George"I asked and immediatel after saying it regretted it.

"Pretty awful You?" He sighed

"Same"

An awkard silence overcame the kitchen of the Burrow until I decided to break by being blunt.

" I know this isn't ideal George and instead of planning a wedding we should be mourning our loved ones but really should do our best to move past this and at last try and be friends then maybe one day we could try and make a marriage work what do you say" I'm slightly shocked at myself for having such courage to say something like that to someone I don't even know.

but George agreed and as soon as he did Diane burst into the room we quickly thanked mrs weasley and I muttered a quick goodbye George and flooed home muttering an excuse to my sisterr about being tired and collapsed onto my bed exhausted from today's events and almost immediately fell asleep.

A/N Thanks Steph and everyone please review I really appreciate them and like I said Iwill take all the advice on board.

I hope this chapter was long enough :)

- Juliet xx