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Chapter Five

George Weasley grinned at the letter he had just received. 'Ickle Ronnikins in wuv is he?" with Looney Lovegood of all people! 'She would be looney for going out with him' thought George. He reached for a quill but then wondered whether there was any point in replying after all, as far as he could tell the whole 10 feet of parchment had been his younger brother rambling on about his girlfriend, now of three months. He scanned the parchment again and found the one line that he'd have to respond to:

"Hope you can make it to Harry's for xmas" George squinted, the next word looked suspiciously like 'Hermione's' but it had been poorly scribbled out and replaced by " 'we've all' been dying to see you."

Even in his wildest dreams, George never expected he'd fall for anyone who'd been a prefect, let alone one of his younger brother's mates, but when they'd spent the summer completing a top secret Ministry project together he'd come to realise that she wasn't that bad. In fact, she wasn't bad at all, she was a laugh and, though she still checked him every time he cursed, they got on really well. She had helped him through the terrible infusion of emotions he'd been left with after the war. Always knowing exactly what to say and when to say it. He thought he'd helped her too, shown her how to loosen up a bit and have fun. He would always remember the night when she'd had a few too many glasses of nettle wine celebrating their accomplishment and success for the Ministry. He, of course, had been the perfect gentleman, escorting her up to her room, ready to leave without so much as a friendly hug, he certainly hadn't expected her to jump on him and ravish his mouth. Not that he'd minded one little bit, he had started to see exactly how much of an attractive woman she'd turned into over the past few weeks, even so he decided to do the right thing and left her to sleep. He could still recall the exact shade of scarlet she'd blushed when he told her of the evening's events the next day, detailing her sly and cunning taking advantage of his drunken state. His surprise was unimaginable when she had replied, telling him that if he ever wanted a rematch then he was welcome to get his own back before walking out of the room leaving George with his jaw dropping open with shock. Ginny had obviously been a good influence on her. George wondered how to phrase his owl to Hermione without making it sound like he was letting her down too badly or showing that he was bitterly disappointed that they couldn't spend their first Christmas since the war together.

Suddenly he heard an explosion from the shop below and shook his head. His new assistant wasn't a patch on Fred, he only left Geraldine to mind the shop for five minutes, how was she going to cope when he left to spend Christmas in France with Bill and Fleur? She was apparently going to be announcing her pregnancy on Boxing Day, according to his mum who was rarely wrong about this sort of thing. She had even made them practise their responses to the news. At first George's had been 'Quick work there Billy, bet you had fun with that, eh?' but his mother had soon made him change it to a quick 'Congratulations'. He wasn't looking forward to it much, no Hermione, no joke shop and no good old England. Plus his dad had left him with the task of telling Ron that he couldn't come to the Weasley - Delacour castle to party with Fleur's masses of part veela relations. Though, with his new bird and all, George wondered whether Ron would even be bothered. 'No, hang on, it's Ron, of course he would' thought George ' And he won't be too thrilled that Draco Malfoy is the main reason why he'd not allowed either!' Because Ginny had wanted to stay at Hogwarts with Draco, Ron had been enlisted to keep an eye on them to make sure they don't 'get up to any funny business' their mother had said. 'Fat lot of good it'll do' was George's unspoken response. Still, at least Ron's mates will probably stick around at Hogwarts too, George didn't suppose that Hermione and Harry would be so keen on Christmas for two at his cottage, not so far from the school itself. To this day George still couldn't believe that the Harry Potter had gone and bought himself a cottage. A cottage!? Where he apparently lived with some random girl who'd taken over her deceased father's magazine. It was all very bizarre, but, supposed George, everyone's lives had been turned upside down over the past year. He really wanted to catch up with the Gryffindor gang properly, not just getting snippets of information through Hermione's letters. He sighed as he heard a shrill screech from below, that was going to have to wait.

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