*George's view point*

Hermione was an incredibly good dancer. She just flowed with the music, moving to its beat with seemingly effortless ease. She looked amazing when she did it to. We'd attracted the attention of more than a few blokes when we'd come in, but now almost all of them were watching us. I can't believe she thought she was ugly, she still didn't really believe me about the whole beautiful thing either. The witch was gorgeous. She'd grown up remarkably during her fourth year, fully growing into womanhood. She'd filled out nicely and her hair had even relaxed a bit. She was a casual pretty. The kind of woman that didn't have to work at being hot. She could wear an old pair of jeans a loose t-shirt and throw her hair back in a five second pony tail and I still would be awe struck by her beauty.

Take right now for instance. We were dancing to an up beat song, and she had one arm draped over my shoulder, gently fingering the hair at my neck while swing her hips to the beat. I don't know where she had gotten this dress, but I hoped to merlin she kept it. it was revealing and clung to her figure but didn't make her look like hooker. She kept moving to the music, brushing up against me every few minutes in a maddingly innocent way, no idea of the struggle I was having to put up not to grab her and snog her mercilessly. Starting now I was going to be putting plan 'get-Hermione-to –realize-she-beautiful' into action. I just needed to figure out what that plan would entail.

Anywwho, all that aside, I was receiving quite a few glares for escorting so lovely a bird. I bet she didn't even notice the stares either, didn't notice the fact that she was being openly ogled. I how ever, was quite aware of it, and frequently had to glare at a few blokes who looked like they were thinking of trying to cut in.

We danced for over two hours before I finally talked her into going for a walk. I wanted to get out of that restaurant. I was sick of all the stares she was receiving, and if I didn't leave I was about to have to protect my territory. I had originally intended on taking her to the leaky cauldron and then going out for a long walk, but she'd looked far too nice for the cauldron. So I'd opted for a quick change of plans.

"George?" She asked in a really small voice once we were outside and walking. She sounded so nervous that it made me nervous.

"What?" I asked instantly.

"Can I ask you a few questions?" she asked, her voice still uncharacteristically quiet.

"Yep, ask anything you want." I said, not teasing her for once. She smiled gratefully and squeezed my hand. I was worried about her, she normally sounded confident, it was something I like about her. She had this no nonsense attitude that made people listen to her.

"Have you ever, um…" She trailed off blushing brilliantly. Had I ever what? It had to be good to make Hermione blush like that.

"What?" I goaded, smiling mischievously. She blushed even brighter, lowering her eyes.

"Are you experienced?" she finally asked, her eyes still lowered. Huh? Experienced? What could she mean by…

Oh!

"What do you mean?" I asked, deciding I wanted her to actually ask the questions. We'd been dating for over six months, she should be comfortable enough to say anything to me.

She glared at me, not being at all fooled by seemingly clueless inquiry. "You know what I'm asking, do I have to say it?" she said, her voice getting slightly whiny.

"Yep." I said chipperly. She sighed heavily and lowered her eyes. "What are you so scared of?" I asked her quietly. "It's just me." She shot a guilty look at me before taking a deep breath.

"Alright, have you ever had sex?"she immediately dropped her eyes and her hair fell covering her eyes. She must be really worried about my response, she was in for a surprise then.

"No I have not, I've come close, but I've never actually crossed the line."

"What?" She asked sounding torn between relief and disbelief.

"You're a prefect aren't you?" I asked, fighting a smile. She nodded her head, still clueless to my reference. "Then you know that there are charms in place to prevent that from happening with anyone under 17. I wasn't dating anyone after February last year. I didn't turn 17 until April." I explained, smiling softly at her. Her eyes lit up when she realized I was right.

"So you and Katie never?" She asked, looking elated. I laughed at that.

"Nope, we never. I wasn't that in to her, she was good for a snog, but not much else. She never like how much time I spent with Fred, I think she was jealous of him." I quirked my head at that. Come to think of it, all my past girl friends had not liked how much time I spent with my twin. Hermione was the first one who didn't mind, she actually like Fred and Angelina, and was always willing to double date. She got the two of us, what we meant to each other.

"She got jealous of Fred?" She asked, sounding like that was stupid. I nodded my head and she laughed at that. "That's just stupid. You can't just expect Forge and Gred to split up. It's not right, you wouldn't be you if he wasn't around. You're kind of a package deal." She said, her voice becoming considerably lighter. Well, that was about to change, it was my turn to ask the question now, and that almost guaranteed another blushing round.

I opened my mouth to speak and had to close it again as an image of Hermione during fourth year came back to my mind. She was running in from the school grounds, her hair mussed and her clothing skewed. Krum had been right behind her, a huge grin on his face. A well of pain, jealousy, and rage filled me. Had he done it? Had he touched my girl?

"Don't you have a question for me?" Hermione asked me, stopping our walk and turning towards me with curious eyes. "Or is the answer that obvious?"

"Have you ever had sex?" I asked in a biting tone. I was hating the image that refused to remove itself from my mind. The image of Krum running his hands along my girl. Making her cry out his name. It was a good thing that I had no idea where Krum was, I might have disapparated and taken him out. I would have wiped that cocky grin right off his surly face.

Hermione looked surprised momentarily before she grabbed my hand and smiled brilliantly."No George, I've never had sex. I never even had a kiss before I met you."

"What?" I asked, feeling shocked.

"Is it really that hard to believe?" she asked, laughing softly. "I'm not exactly popular; nobody even noticed I was a girl until fourth year." Her eyes sparkled at the memory of Ron's words.

"What about Krum?" I asked feeling disbelieving. Had she really not slept with him? Then why had she come in looking so ravished?

"I only ever wanted to be his friend. He tried to make it more, but I never let him." She was looking nervous again, biting her lip as she watched me.

"Really?" I asked, annoyed at how hard I was finding it to believe her. How could I have been her first kiss? She was so pretty, and a bloody good kisser too!

She pulled me into a hug and laid her head against my chest. "There's never been anyone before you." She snuggled into me, rubbing her cheek against my chest. I wrapped my arms around her body, letting myself relax. The pain, jealousy and rage I'd felt earlier melted away as I let myself believe her. After a moment she let her arms drop and grabbed my hand, turning so that we walking again.

"Now that the awkward questions are out of the way," she said, smiling brightly again. "What would you like to do?"

"This is your night, what would you like to do?" I asked, bumping her arm playfully.

"Snog?" She asked, smiling cheekily. I laughed at that and pulled her into a hug.

"That sounds like a marvelous idea."

"You're very late." Fred said as I snuck into our dark apartment. I yelped and leapt up, spinning around and facing him. So much for sneaking in.

"It's past one, shouldn't you be in bed?" I asked, scowling as he laughed at my surprised reaction. He sat up on the couch he'd been sitting on and smiled mischievously.

"Shouldn't you have been home? You're teaching Ms. Granger bad habits."

I smirked at that as I set my wallet on the counter and took of my robe. "She's the one who wouldn't let me leave. After dinner we went on a walk and then she took me back to the Burrow for tea. We've been talking for the last two hours."

"Just talking?" Fred asked, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

"I never snog and tell." I said, fighting a laugh.

"Hard to believe they go back to Hogwarts in a week and a half." Fred said after laughing at my remark. I moaned and slumped against the counter.

"Merlin, what am I going to do? Two more years until she's out… I'm not going to make it!"

Fred got up off the couch and patted my back, laughing softly. "You can always just sneak into Hogwarts if you need to see her. I'm sure Dumbledore won't mine. Heck you can even sign on as one of the Order guards."

"Hey, that's a good idea…" I said, feeling excited by the idea of spending the night protecting her. Memories of following her on her rounds resurfaced in my mind and I let myself get lost in them momentarily.

"That bad huh?" Fred asked quietly staring at me with an odd look.

"Yeah, that bad." I answered his unspoken question with a long look.

"Have you told her?" He asked softly. I shook my head.

"Maybe I should, tell her for you."

I shot my head up from where it had been resting on my hands and shot my twin the harshest glare I could.

"You wouldn't dare." I hissed before I realized I'd just made a mistake.

He grinned widely and his eyes sparkled with mischief. "Oh wouldn't I."

I was up in a half a second, and he was running.

"Fred!" I bellowed, running after him like a maniac. He laughed excitedly and ran around, dodging my attacks. He ran behind the table and mimicked my every move so that it remained between us.

"Come on Georgie, it'll be fun." Fred said, laughing at me. Fine, if he wanted to play dirty then I would too.

"Okay Brother O' Mine." I said stopping. I raised my arms and crossed my chest with them. Fred stopped and looked momentarily worried. "If you tell her a thing about my feelings, I'll tell Ange that you've been looking at ring shops."

His mouth fell open and his eyes widened. "You wouldn't dare!" He exclaimed. I smiled wickedly and nodded my head.

"You know what they say, all's fair…" He scowled furiously but walked up to me and held out his hand.

"Fine, you win. We won't say anything to anyone."

I smiled and grabbed the proffered hand. "Deal."