CHAPTER 15! Sorry for my excitement, it's just I thought I wouldn't make it this far. Yeah, sorry I've been away for a while school's... well school, what can you do? So how's everyone's school year going? I hope it's going great and everyone's having a blast even thought it's school. I'm also excited cause it's October! It's my favorite month, I think it's the month when Autumn really shows. September is more like summer while November is more like winter. Anyways I'm babbling a bit to much so I'll let you read the story now. BYE!
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter no matter how much I wish I could. J.K. Rowling does.
Hermione sat in silence on the couch in the Burrow with her cup of tea and the Quibbler. It was the first time Hermione was by herself in a while.
Everything seemed to go back to normal for George and Hermione. She went back to work, hanged out with Ginny and Luna, and started to help George with some of the products. Hermione even started to discuss details of the wedding with Mrs. Weasley. Most of it was done, all that was left was the dress and the location.
"Hey Hermione." She looked up to see all the Weasley men, except Arthur, come in. It was the first time, since Harry and Ginny's wedding, that they all were together. "Hey, so who won?" Earlier Fred had suggested for all of them to play Qudditch. Hermione declined wanting some time to herself. "Who do you think won Mione?" Charlie asked and wrapped a sweaty arm around Hermione's shoulders. Her nose wrinkled in disgust from the smell. "Get you arm off. It stinks worse then Ron's socks." A 'hey' could be heard from the kitchen and it made them laugh.
Charlie hugged Hermione tighter. "Get your hands off my fiancé." George said playfully. Charlie smirked. "Na, I'm good mate. Hermione should be with the best Weasley man, me. What you say Mione?" Fred came to Hermione's left and wrapped his arm around her now, pulling her out of Charlie's grasp. "Good idea Charlie but I think Hermione should be with the better looking Weasley twin." Hermione laughed despite the tint of red forming on her cheeks. "Oh, so you want me to go with George." Hermione said while smirking at Fred. Everyone started laughing hysterically at her comment and Fred's face. "Besides, I don't think Angelina will like it very much if I stole her boyfriend."
Fred rose off the couch and made his way to the floo network. George gave his brother a questioning look. "Where are you going?" Fred grabbed a handful of powder. "Got a date with Angelina!" And with a wink, Fred was engulfed with emerald green flames. Bill and Charlie left to the kitchen leaving George and Hermione alone. "You guys never answered my question. Who won?" George took the empty seat next her and placed his arm around her shoulders. Hermione didn't mind though, it was George.
"Who do you think love, my team of course. We won two games then I sat out and let Ickle Ronniekins play. We lost." Hermione laughed at George's face, it was a serious expression with a hint of a smirk threatening to break it. "What have you've been doing?" George had asked after Hermione finished laughing. " Nothing much. I haven't had any alone time for a while so I just wanted to sit here and read the Quibbler. Hermione leaned more into George's arm, signing. His hand was playing through her unruly curls and it felt good, calming really.
They stayed like that until Mrs. Weasley came bustling through the door with decorations in her hands. In the next week, Ron and Luna were to be married and she was taking care of every last detail. "Hello dears!" Mrs. Weasley had settled everything on the dining table. "Hello Molly," Hermione still wasn't used to it, "Do you need any help?" She smiled but replied with a no. She had everything under control. "Hermione dear, I do need to ask you some questions about the wedding though. Could you come with me for a moment?"
She didn't really want to move from the couch. Hermione was just too comfortable with George raking her hair. Reluctantly, Hermione walked with to the garden. George kind of missed the warmth that he had when Hermione was by his side, and she was right outside! It was weird for him. Sure, he's liked Hermione for a long time but after everything that's happened, they seemed closer now. And his feelings were stronger than ever. He wanted to do something special for Hermione but what? It seemed like a light bulb was on top of his head flashing as George made up a plan.
Hermione came back into the den, glad to be out of the garden. She loved Mrs. Weasley to death but she really was obsessed about weddings and grandchildren. That was a conversation Hermione was hoping wouldn't be coming until after the wedding. She sat back down on the very comfortable couch and grabbed her issue of the Quibbler. She figured George had left, he got bored waiting for her to return. Hermione went back to the page she left on and started to read.
"Mya, wake up," a soft whisper woke Hermione out of her sleep. She opened her eyes slowly to see George standing at the foot of her bed, tray in hands. "What's all this?" George set the tray on her dresser. "Well today's a special day," Hermione still looked confused, "You mean you don't know what today is?" She just kept looking at him. George gave a small laugh. "Hermione for Merlin sakes it's your birthday." Realization appeared on Hermione's face. She gave an small oh. She sat up and George put the tray on her lap. He bowed dramatically. "Breakfast is served!" and then glided out of the room before Hermione could even utter a world.
She looked down to see a few stripes of bacon, two sunny-side eggs, a glass of pumpkin juice and a small stack of pancakes. Hermione chuckled at the sight of the pancakes. Only he would make a smiley face with whip cream and a cherry nose on the top pancake. She ate her breakfast, which was excellent. 'George can cook, maybe he should make breakfast more often.' she thought. Hermione took a shower, brushed her teeth, and changed into today's outfit. It was her favorite pair of jeans and a soft blue cotton tee. Hermione put her hair up in a bun but as always a few strands escaped and fell. It framed her face.
Hermione walked into the den and saw George reading the Daily Prophet. She snatched the paper away from him and gave him a peck on the cheek. "Hey I was reading that!" She rolled her eyes playfully but continued to read. "And..." George fell silent trying to come up with a response. "Thanks for breakfast. I didn't know you could cook." George gave her a cocky smile and leaned in close to her ear. "There's a lot of things you don't know about me Mya." Hermione could feel her face start to blush at how close he was. "What-t-t's that s-suppose to mean?" she stuttered. 'Why am I stuttering like a complete idiot!' she thought, frustrated at her own voice.
George got up and winked. "You'll have to what and see. Now put on some shoes. I'm taking you out!" he exclaimed. "Where?" Hermione had found her black low-top converse and a jacket, it was September and it was getting chilly. "It's a surprise and you don't want to ruin a good surprise now, do you Mya?" George had grabbed his sweater and was leading Hermione out the door. "But I don't like surprises! They're never good." Hermione tried top get out of George's grip but he was too strong. "Those aren't surprises then. Plus you're with me. The very handsome, I might add, George Weasley and I always give good surprises! Now hold on tight!" Before Hermione could respond she felt the awful squished feeling of being apparated.
"George, where are we?" They landed on a cobble stone street hidden away in an alley. George didn't answer, he just lead her through the crowded street. He didn't answer, instead George lead her into the crowded streets. Hermione didn't recognize anything when she look around at all the little shops and people. George finally stopped in front of a place called Secret. He lead Hermione to the front desk. "Table for two." The hostess showed them to a booth in the corner of the restaurant. She handed each of them a menu. "Your waiter will be with you soon." and with that the hostess went back to her post.
"George, now will you tell me where we are?" George put the menu down and nodded. "Well, right now we're in the states, as you can tell by how that woman speaks. Anyways, this place is a little restaurant Fred and I found back when left Hogwarts. We came here to celebrate the opening of the store. No one else knows about it except Fred and I and now you." George turned back to his menu. Hermione was touched. George never told anyone about this place before and he trusted her enough to take her. "Wow George, that's really sweet. Thank you for taking me here. So what do you recommend?" she asked.
George looked up and saw that the waiter was coming. He was a handsome young man that appeared to be around their age. "Hello everyone! My name's Mark and I'm your waiter for this afternoon. Can I start you off with a drink?" George handed him the menus. "Actually, I think we're ready to order too. I'll like a diet coke and the steak with mixed vegetables and mashed potatoes." Mark wrote it all down then turned to Hermione, ready to take down her order. She looked over the menu quickly but couldn't decided. "You know what, I think I'll get the same as him." Mark took their menus away and left.
George and Hermione talked until their orders appeared. Hermione enjoyed the food and was having a great time. George couldn't make her stop laughing and it was getting hard to breathe. George payed the bill and they left, taking Hermione on another surprise trip. They walked a couple of blocks until George pulled her into a small bakery. "Pick anything you want Mya." he whispered quietly into her ear. She looked at all the little treats they had and just couldn't decide which looked better. Hermione finally decided on a little chocolate cake she could share with George. They sat at a table eating their cake and hot chocolates. Hermione was having the best time and was a little sad when George said they were going back.
They landed in front of the Burrow when George tied something around Hermione's eyes. "George, what are you doing?" she asked trying to reach for George. "Sorry Mya it's another surprise." He opened the door and Hermione was greeted by a loud "SURPRISE!". The blindfold was taken off and she saw everyone she knew all stuffed into the Burrow. Hermione was attacked by everyone with hugs and kisses. They all partied until late in the night when Molly start yelling to turn the music down, it was giving her a headache.
By the time Hermione and George went to their little apartment they were both exhausted. Hermione was heading to her room but turned back. She ran and gave George a tight hug. "Thank you George. This was the best birthday I've ever had." She gave him a long kiss on the lips and one more hug. "Thank you." she whispered on last time into his ear. George hugged her tightly back. Hermione let George go and went to her room. George went to his room, changed into his favorite plaid pajama bottoms, and laid in his bed. All with a goofy smile on his face that wouldn't go away.
I write a lot of fluff don't I? Plus, this is the longest chapter yet! Anyways thank you everyone for reading my story. You guys are the best readers ever. Before I leave you I just want to ask y'all one last question. I'm thinking of writing another story and I'm thinking it should be a Luna story, she's one of my favorite characters. Now the only problem is who should I pair her with or should she not even be paired with anyone. So if you have any ideas leave them in a review. Until next time, Bye!