Hermione woke up, her head aching and her body also. She groaned as her headache kicked in and her limbs felt weak. She turned to see that George was fast asleep beside her, his hair flopped around his forehead. She smiled and pushed his hair back and he stirred in his sleep. She quickly got up, dressed and closed his bedroom door. She looked around to see Ron asleep on the sofa, along with Fred.

"I hope they didn't hear us," she whispered to herself and she panicked. She walked down the stairs and entered the joke shop which was empty, but very messy. She grabbed her wand and cast a spell, making everything move to it's original place and tidy up. All of the streamers and rubbish fell into a small pile. She grabbed some bags and started filling them up with the rubbish from last night. Once finished, the shop looked like it's normal self again, and she was pleased with her outcome.

"Jesus. Finished already?" asked George as he wondered down the stairs and Hermione flushed.

"Morning," she whispered and he smiled.

"Listen. I want to talk about what happened last night," he whispered and Hermione looked down at the floor. "I've got to admit, for you to take the shots of arranging this whole thing was a shock for me. I didn't know you were into this 'friends who have sex' sort of thing. But, if we are going to keep this going, which I don't mind doing at all, we can't let any of our emotions get in the way, yeah?" he said and she smiled, shaking his hand once more.

"This isn't like me. But maybe if I hold back on the relationships for a while and just think about work and sex with you then maybe things might sort themselves out," she whispered and Georges eyes widened.

"Miss Granger, you are dirty," he whispered jokingly and she laughed.

"Morning," whispered Lee who had been staying over with his girlfriend, Felicity, for the night.

"Morning. Jesus Lee, you look rough!" said George and Lee chuckled slightly and sat on a chair with a thump.

"Where did you two go last night? The party was in full swing after midnight?" he asked.

"I... I had a headache so I went to bed," whispered Hermione and Georges eyebrows rose. He realised that she wanted to keep this secret, and he thought about it and had no problem with that either.

"Yeah, I was just tired and went to bed," he whispered and Hermione smiled.

"Oh, I see... anyway, I best get my things together and head home. Mother will be worrying," he said jokingly and George smiled as he headed back upstairs.

"So, I'm guessing we don't want anyone knowing about this?" he asked and she shook her head.

"I don't think your Mother would be too pleased that we were having sex and we aren't even dating, do you?" she asked, smirking and he shook his head. He didn't even think of that.

"How the hell are we going to keep Ron from knowing? He works here now," he whispered and Hermione looked worried.

"If you don't want this to carry on - "

"No, I want this. This will help," he whispered and Hermione smiled.

"Just friends?"

"Yep. Just friends," he said nicely and they hugged tightly. "I don't remember doing much of this after last night," he whispered and she pushed him away.

"That's because you wore me out," she whispered, blushing and he moved towards her as she took a step back. She moved in between one of the isles and George moved right in front of her.

"I know this shop better than anyone, Hermione. Are you seriously trying to hide from me in here?" he whispered and she laughed. She then bolted for the other side of the shop and before she knew it, George had apperated in front of her and he grabbed her, kissing her passionately and she gasped against his mouth. She hooked her leg around his waist and he moaned, holding her leg up as they fell against the corner of the shop. They staggered through a certain and into the stock room. Hermione stopped and looked around at her surroundings and he chuckled. He kissed her neck and whispered. "

My office," he whispered and she pushed him through the door and slammed it shut, locking the door behind her, turning to see George smiling wickedly. He swaggered towards her and kissed her, pushing her up against the wall and blocking her exit with his hands placed either side of her head. Her hands moved to his hair, and she fisted it roughly. Quickly, George took out a condom from his pocket and placed it on after unzipping his trousers with help from Hermione. She lifted her dress up and peeled down her tights along with her knickers and he entered her slowly and soothingly. She gasped at the sensation and met him, her lips attacking his. He groaned as their pace quickened. And they finally found their release as one and moaned quietly against each others mouths.

"George? You in there?" asked a voice from the door. It was Harry. He began thudding the door and George quickly zipped up his trousers, and Hermione quickly peeled her tights back on and straightened out her dress and hair. She quickly used a charm to fix her hair, and she burned the condom and it disappeared from sight. Suddenly, Harry opened the door with a bang and George looked worryingly at Harry and then at Hermione who attempted to look casual.

"Harry, you alright?" she asked, smiling up at Harry who was frowning at the pair of them.

"Yeah. Me and Ginny are leaving now. Just wanted to say thanks again, George," he murmured, patting Georges shoulder and then turning on his heel and leaving them alone again.

"Phew, that was lucky," said George, leaning against his desk. Hermione let out a burst of laughter and George frowned at her. "Care to tell me what's so funny?" he asked and she looked up at him, tears forming in her eyes from laughing.

"Yeah, you!" she said, pointing at him and his eyes widened.

"Huh?"

"You, you were so awkward then! I've never seen you like it before," she whispered, holding her sides to stop from laughing. "Anyway, I better go before anyone suspects anything. See you," she whispered, kissing him on the lips quickly and then apperating from sight, leaving George alone, confused and satisfied.