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I couldn't believe just how much I brought back to the apartment from the bank. Not to mention the bit of shopping I had to do. I was lucky that I brought along my purse with the undetectable extension charm otherwise I don't know how I would have made it back with everything. I didn't mean to take as long as I had in the bank once I looked at the clock on my wand and realized that I had been in the vault for a good 4 hours I had to make myself leave. On my way out I realized that I had never made the other stops I meant to make in the first place. So I started on my trip back to the apartment stopping at different places to make the purchases that we really needed. Once I had finished it was two hours later. I finally made it to the back of the shop at almost 9 pm. All I could hope was that George was okay. I didn't know how he would do so long on his own just yet. I made my way to the door and walked in to a quiet and still living room.

"George? George are you here?" After the sound of something rattling down the hall he answered.

"Yes, I'm here." I could hear his footsteps heading my way so I entered the kitchen to being unloading things from my purse. "So what were all the errands you had to make?"

I looked up from my back as I pulled out a gallon of milk to see a rather dirty George standing above me. "Gringotts took up most of my time. I really didn't mean to be gone that long. There were a lot of unexpected changes having to do with it."

He gave me a puzzled look before commenting with a smirk. "Did you get the milk from the vault or was that a different portion of your long trip?"

I chuckled slightly before responding. "No George I got that from the market. The majority of what else is in this bag is from the vault though and a few other places that I stopped by on my way back."

"Ah, so what all did you get? Anything for me?" I looked back at him and noted the somewhat childlike glee in his eyes at the thought of me getting something for him.

"Actually I did get something for you."

"You did?"

"Yes George. I did. Would you like to know what it is?"

He stood a little taller before saying, "Yes, yes I want to know!"

I pulled out a plastic bag from inside my purse and put it in front of him. He opened it up and his face fell a little.

"What is it?" He looked confused as he asked and I laughed to myself knowing good and well he wouldn't know what it was.

"It's dinner." His eyes expanded and he looked back down at what was in his hands.

"This isn't dinner. How could this be dinner?"

"It's frozen dinner. It's the entire meal in the box. I knew I wouldn't get back till late and that there was no food here so I went and picked some up really fast in muggle London."

"Oh. So how do we eat it?"

"You just heat it up in the microwave and then eat it. It won't taste as good as your mothers cooking in any way but it will do for tonight."

"Alright I'll eat it." He put the box back down on the table before sitting down on the couch in the living room. I put the milk and other food that I had purchased away in the fridge and pantry.

"Hermione?" His voice was glum and immediately caught my attention.

"Yes George?"

"I finished most of Fred's room today." I stood still for a bit, stunned by the fact he had done so much in one day. I walked out of the kitchen taking my bag with me and sat next to him.

"How are you feeling?"

"I don't know. A little empty I guess. Moving everything into boxes just made it real. It was the last part of him maybe still being here, but putting it all up just really made me realize that he isn't going to be coming back." His shoulders slumped at this and he closed his eyes taking in a deep breath. "I shouldn't be dwelling on this so much should I?"

"George you have every right to dwell on it. You knew Fred since you were born, it is completely understandable for you to continue to dwell on looked over to me with a tender smile before grabbing hold of my hand and giving it a light squeeze.

"Thank you Hermione. But the truth is that I need to try my best to start to move on."

"Haven't you been?" He looked at me strangely for a minute before looking back down at our hands. "George, you said so yourself that you just about finished going through Fred's room. If that isn't trying to move on I don't know what is."

He looked back at me and smiled before pulling me towards his chest into a hug. I could feel his breath brush across the top of my head at each exhale. "I don't know what I would do without you Hermione. I would probably still be locked up in that room at my parents house."

I smiled into his chest knowing that he didn't know just how much I understood. I felt the exact same way. I didn't think that I would ever be able to move past knowing that I could never be with my own parents again. I had lost them in a different way but it was still a loss that I felt everyday.

I smiled into his chest knowing that he didn't know just how much I understood. I felt the exact same way. I didn't think that I would ever be able to move past knowing that I could never be with my own parents again. I had lost them in a different way but it was still a loss that I felt everyday.

I tilted my head to the side and began to dig into my bag as carefully as I could to find what I was looking for. Once I had grabbed hold of what I was looking for I pulled away from George and handed it to him.

"I did get you something other than that boxed meal." He looked down at the book I had placed in his hand and I noticed a small tug at the side of his mouth going up.

"Pranks for the Dedicated?"

"It's a muggle book on advanced pranking, I figured you could use it for some inspiration or something. A new start for the shop maybe. Whatever you want. You don't even need to read it if you don't want to." I looked up and saw him looking at me with an expression that I couldn't quite place.

- GPOV -

I couldn't believe that Hermione went out of her way to find me a book on pranking. I didn't know how to thank her. She was right it could be a good use for inspiration but at that moment it didn't inspire me to prank anyone. It inspired me to do one thing and one thing only. I put the book down on the couch next to me and looked back at Hermione before pulling her to me. All I could think was that I needed to kiss this woman. And before I knew it I was. Her lips were softer than I remembered them being. I ran a hand to the back of her neck, and began to plant a trail of kisses from her lips to her neck. I stayed there nipping at the silky skin, as I felt her hands run up into my hair and grabbing hold of it before pulling me away from her sweet skin.

"George, we really shouldn't be doing this. Should we?"

I looked into those deep brown eyes before ignoring the voice in my head that said she was right. I threw all the caution that I had in my body out the window and kissed the woman in my arms again and again.

We didn't eat dinner that night, but we didn't do anything that we would later regret either. We fell asleep in each other's arms again and I was starting to finally feel like myself again. I was beginning to feel whole again.

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