The Untold Story Of Harry and Ginny
Part 9
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Hermione ran up to George's room. She slammed the door opened and ran in. He turned around surprised.
"Hermion-EE!" George said surprised. Hermione pounced on him and wrapped her arms around him.
"He did it George! He broke up with me!" she cried. George sighed and wrapped his arms around her too.
"Hermione, I thought you didn't exactly like him anymore," George said and drew invisible comforting circles on her back. They started walking back to his bed in unison while hugging each other.
"I don't! It's just that I'm not used to being dumped," she whimpered and sniffed. George didn't know what else to do, so he kissed her head. Then, what really surprised both of them was that they both fell back on the bed, Hermione on top of George. They stared into each other's eyes again. George hesitantly lifted his hand and stroked Hermione's cheek.
"George," Hermione whispered out.
"Hermione," George mumbled back. "You can share the room with me if you want to." She smiled faintly and leaned down towards him. He didn't stop her. Some part of him felt like he should throw her off him, and the other felt like he should help bring her down. They were already so close last time. He knew since Ron broke up with her, nothing would be able to stop them. Finally, Hermione's lips touched George's softly. He slowly wrapped his arms around her back, pressing her to him. He kissed her back. Then, they slowly turned over to that George was now on top of Hermione. She toyed with the hair in the back of his head. Then, George's eyes snapped open and he sat up on his bed. Hermione sat up too.
"I'm sorry," she whispered. George turned towards her.
"No, it was-it was my fault," George stammered. "But we do have a problem."
"I know you have a girlfriend George," Hermione said. His eyebrows furrowed.
"How do you know? Stalker…" he teased.
"Shut it," Hermione chuckled. "And I know the only thing that could come between us is that you have a girlfriend. I don't have a boyfriend anymore, so you must have a girlfriend. Angelina, am I correct?" George sighed.
"I haven't seen her in a while," said George, "since May, if I'm correct. She's off visiting her parents." Hermione looked down at the floor.
"We probably shouldn't tell her…" George suggested. Hermione looked up at him.
"If you want to continue being her boyfriend then of course we shouldn't tell her…but if you prefer me over her then maybe we should…" Hermione said.
"Maybe I should send a letter to her-" George said, reaching for a piece of paper.
"George! Are you crazy?" Hermione exclaimed. George turned back to her.
"You can't break up with a girl through a letter!" said Hermione.
"Well I don't want to be there when she lets it all out," George said.
"George!" Hermione exclaimed again.
"I was kidding," he said calmly. "And why can't I?"
"Because if you're not there that'll hurt her even more," Hermione explained.
"Plus, she wouldn't be able to kick, or hit you, or something," she added. George chuckled silently.
"Okay, I won't write her…yet," he affixed quietly. Hermione heard and shook her head. He got up and headed out the door.
"Oi! George?" Hermione called to him. He walked back to the doorway.
"You oied?" he replied.
"This doesn't change anything on the roommate thing does it?" she wondered. George smiled and shook his head.
"Not if you don't want it to," he said and then went back down the stairs. Hermione sat in his room for a moment more. Then, she lifted her hand up to her lips. They still had some left over George on them…not that she would know. She then got up and headed down the stairs.
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Ah. A perfect dinner in Bikini Bottom-I mean eh-em at the Burrow…heh. Harry and Ginny sat down next to each other, holding hands secretly under the table. Ginny was still worried about Harry leaving and Harry wouldn't see her for a while which was heart breaking. He wanted to spend every second with her until he left. Hermione sat between Harry and George. She didn't look away from her food at all. George glanced a few times at her, but no one noticed. The dinner was silent. There was absolutely nothing to talk about.
After dinner was almost done, the Weasley's owl crashed into the window. All heads turned to the owl and he popped back up and sat on the windowsill. Ginny was closest to the owl so she stood up and took the letter from him.
"It's for Harry," she said. Harry stood up and took the big yellow envelope from Ginny and walked into the living room. Ginny followed him slowly, along with all everyone else's eyes. Harry was sitting down in a chair and he opened the envelope. All he could do was stare at it. Ginny walked up behind him and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"From the Ministry?" she asked, her voice cracking. He stood up and looked down at her.
"The auror permission," Harry whispered. Ginny sniffed and swung her arms around him and sobbed into his shirt. He hugged her back tightly and kissed the top of her head. Hermione's eyes wondered down and then she turned to George. He caught her eye and looked down. Hermione turned back to Harry and Ginny.
At least they have each other she thought. She then got up and walked up to Ginny's room where her things were and sat down on the floor, lying against the bed.
Back downstairs everyone started cleaning up dinner. George went to look for Hermione, Ron stomped up the stairs to the attic, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley cleaned up the plates and silverware, and Percy returned to his bedroom to have a goodnight sleep. Harry was still rubbing Ginny's back soothingly.
"Hey, it'll be all right Gin," Harry comforted. "It says my training starts when Hogwarts does. And that I don't have to do it as long cause I defeated Voldemort." Ginny sniffed and sighed and looked up at Harry.
"I love you," she said.
"I love you too," he whispered back. "And I promise I won't spend a single second without you until we depart." Harry felt like they were being separated by the minute, and he was determined he wouldn't let that happen. He loved her more than anything in the world. And she loved him just as much.