"Where are you going?" Hermione asked suspiciously, George had been acting odd all week and she wanted to know why. Fred hadn't even noticed as he had been busy with the shop during the week.

"Out." George smiled warily, although he tried to cover it with mystery.

"Cya when you get back mate," Fred said as he tapped his brother on the back, "I am so damn tired, so is Drew by the looks of it." Fred yawned as he headed up the corridor to put his baby then himself to bed.

"Please tell me what this is about?" Hermione asked patiently as she wrapped her arms around his neck slowly, her fingers now drawing small circles on the back of his neck. "Please."

"I don't want to tell you till I know what it is," George said quietly.

"Fine," Hermione said suddenly as she withdrew her arms from around his neck. George eyed her off suspiciously, Hermione never gave up like that, he momentarily wondered what she was playing at but quickly decided he should take this opportunity to leave without a fuss.

"I'll see you in the morning," George smiled, gently kissing her on the cheek.

"Night," she said simply as she stared at her partner. Once George had turned his back but before he could apparate to where ever he was going, Hermione quickly pointed her wand at him from under her cloak and muttered a trace spell.

Hermione cheated by using magic as she quickly changed into something that was more appropriate for a Friday night, although it was difficult as she had no idea what sort of place she would be stalking George too.

Her spell had worked a treat, she too apparated, however she aimed a hundred metres down the road from where he wand had told her he was. Hermione walked down the busy London street that she recognised as a popular night spot when her wand, which was casually hidden under her coat directed her towards an Italian restaurant. Hermione peered in the window and it took a moment but she could see George sitting at the bar, apparently alone. Hermione waited a whole minute before deciding to go in and ask him why he was sitting at a bar alone. However, this question was answered before she could ask it. A thin, yet curvy brunette girl with wavy hair walked from the back of the place and took George's arm before taking their seats at an intimate table in the back. Hermione didn't approve of these seats as it made her line of sight rather distorted. Hermione couldn't help but notice the similarities in appearance that she and the mysterious woman had.

Hermione stopped breathing when she saw George lean in to kiss his date, Hermione silently hoped that she was going to slap him and he would come home. This unsurprisingly didn't happen and they shared a moment engrossed in each other before returning to their previous conversation. Hermione stayed and watched them as the waitress took their orders, but after that she left. Hermione knew it was stupid to be jealous, after all she was married to his brother and they hadn't really talked about their relationship before, it had always been some sort of silent agreement amongst them. Hermione also knew it was hypocritical of her to be annoyed by the thought of sharing George, she tried to rationalise this by the obvious fact that Fred and George shared her.

He had looked happy, Hermione smiled to herself, that was important to her. She knew George was always going to be apart of their unconventional families lives, although true if George was serious about this new relationship of his the unconventional nature of the family would cease to exist. This thought, over ruled the rational ones, she couldn't not have George. She had missed him already.

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"What are you doing up?" George smiled keenly when he saw a scantily clad Hermione leaning against the wall.

"Firstly it is only eleven, secondly I was under the impression that you would both be home and very much awake this evening and Fred would have been asleep before you even left the apartment and thirdly I really really missed you." Hermione said seductively as she began to trail kisses from his collar bone up his neck.

"I missed you too," George reciprocated honestly as he kissed her eye lid. "So very very much."

Hermione mentally smacked herself as she accidentally let out a huff of disbelief.

George pulled back suddenly, "what was that?"

"Nothing," Hermione lied to cover her disbelief that George had in-fact missed her when he was with a Hermione-look-alike. Although it was still early when he arrived home and his clothes hadn't been disturbed, Hermione figured it had to be a new relationship, a more proper relationship then theirs.

"I don't believe you," he replied curiously. He looked very suspicious.

Hermione stepped forward, pressing her body gently into the contours of his. "It is annoying when people don't tell you what they are thinking isn't it?" Hermione grabbed the bottom of his shirt and lifted it upwards, patiently waiting for him to lift his arms up. George thought about what she had said momentarily, but figured she wouldn't tell him anything, till he told her what he was up to. Although he deciding it was best to move past it and onto more pleasurable activities. George lifted his arms and bent over slightly so Hermione could lift his shirt off.

George backed Hermione into the wall she had previously been leaning on, she wrapped her legs around his thighs. George lifted her up, using his hands to create a cradle under her backside, so her legs were now wrapped around his waist. Using a great deal of coordination George hoisted Hermione slightly higher up his body so he could reach his belt buckle. Once the buckle was undone he skilfully shimmied them down and stepped out of them, pressing Hermione into the wall for balance.

George was able to remove Hermione's bra the muggle way, but did require magic to remove the gorgeous underwear, a simple vanishing spell sufficed. After a few pictures fell of the wall, creating a mess of shattered glass and a nearby door handle desk had its contents spilled, the exhausted couple headed back to George's room to sleep. Hermione smiled as she drifted off into oblivion, she wasn't going to give up George that easily.

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BOOM another chapter over. Aww poor Hermione, not wanting to share her ginger! Don't forget to author alert as another twin fic will be written sometime over the summer!