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Stretching and groaning, Hermione is waking up. She reaches for her watch to see what time it is. "Ah man, it's 7:30," She says out loud. Rolling back over to face the young man sleeping in her bed, he must have woken warm in the night. He no longer has his t-shirt on and the sheet is only covering him to the waist; she draws circles on his chest. It is not the first time she has awoken to him in bed or shirtless for that matter but today it feels different.
"We have plenty of time, come here." He mumbles pulling her closer; he buries his face in and kisses her hair. "Hmmm, I could stay here all day. What do you say?"
"As tempting as that is, I haven't seen Fleur in a really long time and I miss her. Plus do you want your mom showing up here when we don't come to dinner." She kisses his cheek, "I am going to shower, you can, either go home now or we can go once I am done." Rolling out of bed and walking towards the bathroom. "I won't be long."
Watching her walk away, he rolls over on his stomach, stretching out and groaning. "You are a wicked woman, do you know that?" He calls out to her and slowly gets out of bed and pulls on his jeans. Listens to the water running, he can hear soft and beautiful music. He knocks on the bathroom door, "Hermione, are you in the shower? Can I come in and talk to you?"
"No! You can't come in! Yes, I am in the shower!" her voice shrill.
"I won't look, I mean, I can charm your shower door so that I can't see through it. I just want to talk with you and I figured no time like the present." He doesn't hear anything from her. Knowing her like he does, she is most likely rocking back and forth from one foot to the other.
"Fine, come in. I am sorry, I didn't mean to yell like that." She sighs, "I just am not really comfortable with anyone seeing my body. I just don't like it."
"It's ok, I can understand that but I guess it is good that I like your body enough for both of us." He says as he jumps up on the counter "So we need to talk about a few things because if you think mum isn't going ask a bunch of questions, you are bonkers. So, living together, do you want to move in with me or me move in here? Then when would you like to get married? I mean what time of year do you like? We have about 8 months to pick from." With it currently being May, they have the rest of the year to marry but he knows that his mum will want to get as much settled soon as they can. Ron and Luna are getting married in June and Harry and Ginny are in July as they had already been planning their weddings before this marriage law.
"I would like it if you moved in here, at least for now. I love my flat and it has enough room for the both of us. It is a great place."
"Meenie, from what I have seen, I like it. If living here is what you want then that is all I need to hear. It is not too far from the shop." He hears the water turn off, "I can leave, do you want me to toss you a towel?"
"You said I can trust you, right?"
"Yeah, with anything" he has a confused look on his face.
"Ok, close your eyes, and stay that way until I say you can open them. Just keep talking to me." She says as she cracks the shower doors open, peeking out "Are they closed?"
"Sure thing," he lean back against the wall "now when would you like to get married? This is something that most blokes have little opinion on. This is your day; I want you to have whatever you want." He adjusts on the counter; he waits waiting for a response. After a few minutes and no response, he is getting nervous, "Meenie, you ok?"
"Yeah, I just never thought I would be planning my wedding like this." She has dressed in her jeans and has her bra on but forgot a shirt in the bedroom. "You can open your eyes. You know how you were talking about not knowing that you would feel so many emotions last night. I think that is my problem right now as well. I have a lot to think about." Looking at him he has put his jeans on but is sitting there without a shirt either with his hair mussed up. She is standing just in front of him, she has placed her hands on his knees, and she rubs her thumbs up and down on the inside of his knees. "Can I think about the wedding stuff? I promise I will have an answer for you before we go to the Burrow."
Taking her hands in his, "That's fine." He is taking in the sight of her, without her short on, taking in all of the scars but also how fit she is. She has defined muscles in her arms and her stomach is flat and firm. Her jeans hang on her hips; the curve from the top of her hip to her waist is well defined. "I don't know why you don't like your body, you have an awesome form." He places one of his hands on the bare skin of her hip, slowly curling his fingers around her waist. Pulling her in close, "I think you are too hard on yourself." Kissing her lightly on the lips, "What have you been doing to make yourself look this fit?"
Blushing and bowing her head "Muggle self defense class, I want to be able to defend myself, if I am ever wandless. I know silly right?"
"Keep your head up" taking her chin and lifting her head "And no, that is not silly. You have to figure something out to cope with everything. Just remember, now you have me."
"Ok, let's get going, I need to finish getting ready and then off to your place. I want to get to Bill and Fleur's by 10 if possible." Pulling him off the counter and into the bedroom. Going through her wardrobe, she pulls out a pretty lilac jumper and a scarf to cover her neck. "I won't glamour myself right now but you have to understand I don't know if I can show up to the Burrow like this. Bill and Fleur know about them and I can't even stand to let them see me." While she was talking and dressing, he was dressing himself.
"At your own pace, I don't want you to hide yourself. What you went through and everything you did, you should be proud of yourself. There are plenty of people who love and support you." Now that he is fully dressed, he turns her to look at him. "One step at a time, one day at a time, for everything. Let's go to my flat and I can get changed." Letting go of her long enough to Floo to his flat, she exits the Floo right behind him. "I won't be long; you can go down and bug Fred if you want."
"Actually I think I will go to Flourish & Blotts, I need to pick up a few things."
"The book store? On the weekend? I guess something's never change." He laughs and starts for the bathroom. "I will try and be quick."
Looking around the flat, she heads downstairs for shop. Entering the shop, she looks around for Fred. "Fred? Where are you?"
"Over here, by the Pigmy Puffs." She walks towards his voice and finds him bent over, playing with the small fluff balls. He turns to face her "I didn't get a chance to tell you last night, you looked beautiful. I hope you had a good time."
"Thanks Fred." She is shifting back and forth, like she does when she is uncomfortable. "Um, I just wanted to let you know, George is upstairs showering and I am going to Florish & Blotts, I need to pick up a few books, a couple for work and a couple for me."
Shaking his head "Something's…"
"Never change." She cuts him off and smiles, "George already said that." Walking out the front door, "I will be back shortly." It is a beautiful spring day; she is walking slowly looking around in at the window displays. Walking into the book shop, she knows she doesn't have a lot of time before George is done in the shower. Getting the books she needs and makes her purchase. Stopping to look in the window across the street from the Weasley's store, a smile slowly spreads across her face. Before she can get lost in her thoughts, she is jerked back to reality.
"Well isn't this unfortunate, I was enjoying my morning out until I saw you." She would know that voice anywhere, turning to face the young man behind her.
"Malfoy." a chill washes over her. She knows this is not going to end well. Malfoy and Crabbe are standing in front of her.
"How are you enjoying your present from Bellatrix?" Grabbing her arm roughly and pushing the sleeve up. "Now everyone knows exactly the scum you are. Mudblood."
"Let go of me or you will regret it." She says clenching her fist.
"You wouldn't dare hex me. Not in broad day light, you wouldn't."
"I will warn you again, let go of me."
"Or what?" sneering at her.
"This." She pulls back and punches him as hard as she can. For the second time in her life she has punched Draco Malfoy. As soon as she makes contact with his face, Crabbe has put his arms around her trying to control her. She can hear something behind her.
"Hey, let go of her now!" Fred comes running out of the shop, George is right behind him.
She has already started what she has learned, stomping on his foot, elbowing him in the gut. As he drops his arms, she turns and thrusts up with her palm into his nose and kicks him square in the groin. "How about that for a little Mudblood, I can still kick your pureblood arse."
Fred's POV
Hermione has been gone about 45 minutes; she should be getting back soon. Thundering down the stairs "Hey Freddie boy, is Hermione down here?"
"No, she isn't back yet. Should be soon though," turning to face my twin "how was your night?" making kissing noises at him, I know nothing happened but I can still give him a hard time about it.
"We talked a lot, she told me about her parents. I never realized what she was going through with that. I wish she had talked to me." Sliding up on the counter, he sighs, "Not to mention, everything she went through while she, Ron and Harry were gone."
"They all went through a lot, we all did." I point out; it was a rough time for everyone. Hell I was in the hospital for weeks afterwards.
"She hid a lot of things from all of us, Ron and Harry even; I still can't believe it even after she told me."
"Well, she will talk to them when she is ready to." Not sure what he is talking about, I would have thought if there was anything that happened they would have known about it.
"I told her that I missed her when she was gone, I was honest that I was confused by some of my feelings. She has always been my friend and I didn't know how many different things I would feel."
"I told you it would take time to become a couple and change how you see her."
"I know I am trying to figure it all out. Talking with her last night about everything though, made me realize a lot. That you shouldn't hide from those you love. You know when you got hurt? I said that someone had cast a protection charm over us. That I didn't see who it was that stopped the wall from completely collapsing on us."
"How could I forget? I still want to figure out who it was. I would have been killed for sure and you would have been injured. I wanted to thank them. I mean I was in the hospital for weeks but that was better than the alternative."
"Well, that person was Hermione; I saw her cast the spell over us just in time. It all happened so fast and then I saw you, under those stones. I raced to you and never got to say anything to her and she never said anything to me. I don't think she saw me, see her and after everything was said and done, I didn't know what to say to her or you about it." George was looking at his hands. "I never knew how to thank her for saving you or us. I mean how do you do that?"
Jumping up on the counter next to him, "Hmmm, I don't know what to say. I mean, why didn't she say anything? I want to thank her myself, I mean, I wouldn't be here if she hadn't done that." Looking up and out the window just in time to see Hermione punch someone, "What the hell!" Jumping down and running out of the shop, "Come on George!" Just outside the shop doors, I scream "Hey, let go of her now!" Crabbe has his arms around her and she is struggling. Then I see something spectacular, she stomps on his foot, elbows him in the side, the force of which made his drop his arms. She whips around, I thought she was going for her wand but instead she shoves her palm in to his nose and then kicks him in the balls with such force, it almost makes me hurt. She is screaming at him about him getting his arse kicked by a Mudblood. I hate that word! It is a horrible, disgusting, vile word. George is already at her side. He grabs her and spins her around. She raises her fist like she is going to hit him.
Holding up his hands "Whoa Hermione, it's me, just George."
She drops her fist and her head. "Sorry, I thought you were someone else."
"Let's get you out of the street and in to the shop, so we can check you over." Turning to Crabbe while he is on the ground, giving him one swift kick myself. "Don't ever come near my family again, you miserable piece of shit." Grabbing George and Hermione and taking them inside.
"You ok, Hermione?" as soon as we are inside George is asking her.
"Yes, he caught me by surprise. The vile, loathsome git. I can't believe I let him upset me that much." She stiffens and stands up straighter.
"Where did you learn how to do that?" Pointing at the young man still trying to get up from the middle of the street. I am still unable to process it myself, he out-weighs her by at least 30 kilos.
"I took a muggle self-defense class. I wanted to be prepared if I ever didn't have my wand. I never wanted to be defenseless again." Looking around, "Bugger it is 10:30, let's get going to Bill and Fleur's." She says as she is pulling my brother from the room, he is shrugging his shoulders. "See you tonight Fred." She yells as she heads back up the stairs to our flat.
End of POV
Entering the flat, he stops her before they enter the Floo, "Are we going to talk about what just happened? I mean, you could have been hurt." Grabbing her hand to look at it and see if there is any damage.
"George, I am not a porcelain doll, I won't break every time someone bumps me." Yanking her hand from his, "Can we please go? I just want to forget it."
"Fine, I know better than to argue with you." Taking her hand again, kissing the knuckles where she punched Malfoy, "Just saying though I didn't get to see it but I am sure it was nice to see you knock that prat on his arse."
"I am sorry for snapping at you," she touches his arm before stepping into the Floo, she smiles weakly. "Shell Cottage." He enters right behind her and went he comes out into his brothers house, he hears a squeal. "J'ai m'as tellement manqué ! "(I have missed you so much) Both Hermione and Fleur are chattering away in French. "Je ne peux pas croire que vous êtes se marier dans la famille." (I can't believe you are marrying into the family.) "Dites-moi tout!" (Tell me everything.)
Bill is sitting on the loveseat shaking his head at his wife. "You might as well forget talking to either of them for a while. Fleur will ignore me now that she has Hermione. I didn't even get a chance to say hi to her before she grabbed her." Getting up, grabbing his brother by the hand and shaking it and walking towards the door, "Want to go for a walk? Get away from them?" As another peal of laughter comes from the kitchen.
"Sure, Hermione was in such a hurry to see Fleur, I figured I wouldn't have a chance to say much either."
"So how are things going? It must have been a shock for you. I mean, it was a surprise to me that the Ministry paired you with her." Bill asks shoving his hands in his pockets as they walk.
"I petitioned for her, I mean, so it wasn't too surprising to me. I didn't want her to end up with some miserable git or some family that wouldn't love her."
"You did what? I didn't even know you too were friends, outside of her spending time at the Burrow. What did she say? Was she surprised?" Bill is shocked to say the least. A little taken a back he is trying to let it all sink in.
"Well, we have been close friends since her first year. I am lucky mum didn't kill me when we told her. Mum was pretty pissed off at first. We had kept it under wraps, you know, one how mum can be and two how the kids at Hogwarts can be." Looking up at the sky, "Come to find out McGonagall, had known all along that she was sneaking into the boy's dorm to see me and never said anything, she sure embarrassed Hermione when we saw her The Three Broomsticks last week."
"You told mum that she was sneaking into the boy's dorm and you still have your other ear? You are lucky. I guess that explains a few things." Bill says shoving George.
"It helps Mum loves Hermione, she is already family. Wait, explains what?"
"How close you were acting after the announcement. I mean, I hadn't really seen you talking before that day but you had no problem, hugging or kissing on her. How long have you guys been together?"
"Oh no, not like that, we were just friends in school. It happened by accident actually, she and Ron had a row and she was in the common room late one night, crying and I hate seeing people cry. Especially girls, we started talking, I put my arm around her to comfort her and we fell asleep. I must have pulled her over on me, because when I woke up, she was laying on top of me. It was one of those things, that it just felt right. You know, neither of us were embarrassed about it. We decided to try and keep it our secret. The boys in the dorm knew, of course but it was Fred and Lee, after a while they liked having her around too." Smiling as he told the story of how their friendship started. "It was good for us both."
"She needs someone she can trust. You know what I mean?" Bill looks at George and tries to study his face, see if he knows what he means.
"I know, we talked about her parents last night."
"That's not really what I meant but that is part of it." Bill replies.
"Bellatrix? That whole ordeal? She showed me last night. I never knew about that either. I told her she didn't need to hide herself from me or anyone in our family."
"We have been trying to convince her of that this whole time. It is like she is ashamed of herself. I know Char tries to tell her she is beautiful whenever he is around and anyone who knows her won't think anything less of her. He has a soft spot for her, I think he wishes he would have been around more when you all were in school becoming friends. She never told Harry or Ron did she?"
Softly "Nope, I was the first person she has told." Then George's demeanor changes "I have never been so glad someone was dead. That nasty woman deserved to die. I had never seen mum duel before, she was brilliant." Rubbing his hands over his head and tearing up, "She was tortured, it makes me sick. I can't imagine her going through it; let alone dealing with it by herself." Bill puts his arm around his younger brother, trying to figure what to say to him.
"We have tried to help her as much as we could; she would come over for dinner. She and Fleur became quite close. Especially since Fleur's family is gone, she looks on Hermione like a sister, so do I." Bill looks at him, "You know when she was here, she didn't want the boys to know how hurt she was, for the most part neither of them asked too many questions. I think they were all so drained. Harry said once, that she had a hard time while they were gone, that she and Ron fought alot and she wasn't sleeping or eating well. You could tell, so we said Fleur was taking care of her, you know making sure she got rest and food. She did during the day but she had just found out she was pregnant and I wanted her to try and get some rest. So after the others went to bed, Char stayed with her the first night and I stayed with her the next night. She had some terrible nightmares; I know more happened that she told us. She talked a lot when she was sleeping, I just tried to comfort her as much as possible."
"She always talks in her sleep, normally whatever is bothering her at that time. I had to listen to her have a one way conversation about potions one night, as entertaining as it was, neither of us slept very well that time. Come to find out later that year, she was using a time turner to take too many classes." His brother looks at him with this weird smile, "Sorry, sometimes I can't help myself."
Looking at George seriously, "She was so tiny when they got here, her clothes hardly stayed on. Fleur cleaned her up and tried to heal her but she wasn't able to do it all. I remember when we walked in the room and how thin she was. So we were both just taken aback to how strong she really was. She was upset and tried to hide everything that happened to her. She showed more emotion about nailing Charlie in the face than she did about anything that happened to her."
"She still feels bad about Charlie, he better watch out. She is stronger now, she beat the crap out of Crabbe today. I am not sure what he or Malfoy said but it turned out worse for them than her." George recounted the story of him and Fred talking in the shop waiting for her and then realizing the altercation going on outside. "It was like second nature to her. Something about a muggle self-defense class; she didn't want to be defenseless without her wand."
"She had mentioned it a couple of times at dinner that she was taking a class. I was hoping it would help her relieve some tension. We should start back towards the house." Turning around and walking back up the beach. "I meant it when I said I consider her a sister. So just keep that in mind. I would hate to have to hurt you." Putting George in a head lock and pulling him along. "She is loved by more of the family than Percy." Laughing and letting George go, they are shoving and pushing each other the rest of the way to the cottage.
"You know, I want to do something special for her, I have stumped myself with trying to come up with it. So if you or Fleur have any ideas, feel free to pass it along." he grins at Bill "She needs to remember just how special she is."
Not really talking about much, just joking around. George loves his family, Bill is no exception, he is more laid back than Charlie but more responsible than he and Fred can be. He tends to be the even keel at family functions. Walking into the kitchen, the girls are red in the face and clutching their sides from laughing. "So girls what are we laughing about?"
"Rien." (Nothing) from both girls.
"That is never a good sign. Remember when mum would ask us what we were doing? If we said nothing; that meant something we shouldn't be doing." Leaning over his wife's shoulder, whispering in her ear, her face reddens. The couple talks quietly to one another. George sees Fleur pass him a look from time to time. He never really thought much of her; she is his brother's wife, quiet, sweet and hasn't done anything to upset Bill so she is ok in his book.
"Meenie, have you been having a good time?" Asking as he sits down next to her, rubbing her back.
"Yep, it has been good. I miss spending time with her. I need to make more time for my friends and family. I know that."
"I think though, we should head to the Burrow, so we can talk with mum about wedding plans. Before everyone else shows up, what do you think?" he says quietly in her ear, close enough to brush her ear with his lips. She turns her head towards him, rubbing her cheek against his.
She nods at him, "Probably should, Molly is going to have questions." Turning to look at the young blond woman next to her "Will you be at dinner tonight?"
"We should be but promise me you will visit more often? I miss you something fierce." Hermione thinks about when she first met Fleur and how she could hardly understand her English. She still has a slight French accent but her work with Healers at St. Mungo's has helped her. Now Hermione is the only one she speaks French with.
"I promise. We will need to go out with us again sometime. Ginny and I had a great time with you when you came with us."
"Oh, no, you guys get into trouble when you go out." Bill laughs, "You brought me a very giggly and drunk wife that night. She got a laughing fit in the middle of the night after you left her here and she fell asleep but I couldn't."
"Bill, you said you wouldn't tell on me." Fleur smacks him "I really wasn't that bad." She looks at Hermione, "Who knew that we could have that much fun."
"They aren't that bad Bill, all thought I figure Ginny was on her best behavior last night with 3 of her brothers along but we all had fun." George smiles as he thinks about Hermione dancing last night. He has his eyes closed and a grin on his face, he doesn't care if he looks like an idiot. He had fun and loved being close to her.
"Hey lover boy, back to earth," Bill smacks him lightly on the cheek.
"Leave them be Bill, let them enjoy falling in love." Fleur grabs Hermione out of the chair and smoothers her in a hug. "Laissez-vous etre aime" (allow yourself to be loved).
"I agree Hermione." Bill smiles at the shocked look on her face, "You forget I speak French sometimes, don't you?"
"I don't." George says, "Anyone want to fill me in?"
"Don't worry George, it is something good." Hermione blushes "I am trying, you two, really I am. See you tonight." One last hug and kiss from each of them. "Come on George, let's get going." He also get a hug from Fleur and a handshake from Bill. They are on their way, Flooing away from Shell Cottage and then into the living room at the Burrow. Instantly feeling the warmth of the house, she sighs and leans into George as he comes out in the room. "You know, I love being here. Some of my happiest memories are here."
"Same here, you know what one of the first memories I think of in this room is?" he tickles her, "I am sure you do. You were here too."
"I will tell you what I think of, if you tell me." She says sitting down on the couch, looking around the room.
"Christmas 4 years ago." With a smile.
Flashback George's POV
"Mum it is freezing! Can Hermione and I sleep in the living room?" Ginny yells down the stairs.
"Sure, bring down your blankets and pillows." Mums voice carries through the house.
Hearing Mum answer Ginny, "Freddie boy, you want to sleep in the living room with Ginny and Hermione? It will be warmer and we could play Exploding Snap." I ask.
"You just miss Hermione and know she will keep you warm." He throws his pillow at me. Walking toward the door, opening it "Mum! Can we sleep in the living room too, it is colder than a …."
"Do not finish that sentence Fredrick Weasley! Yes, you can, bring your blankets and pillows too. Tell Ron and Harry to come down as well."
Groaning as he walks back, "Great, moody boy has to be included. Harry is fine but whatever Ron's problem is, he needs to quit."
"I know, did you hear him, Ginny and Hermione go at it this afternoon? It's bad enough pissing one of them off but both, he has to have a death wish." I agree, he and Hermione were really going at each other, he was being a right git. He was he one that asked her for help with homework. "If he didn't want her to tell him what he was doing wrong, why did he ask?"
"Because he is stupid, come on grab your stuff and let's get down there."
Running down the steps behind him, "Hello ladies." Grinning at Hermione, "Can we join you?" Throwing my pillow and blanket next to her and Fred tosses his down next to me.
"Fine, maybe we won't freeze to death now." Hermione winks at me.
"You want to play some Exploding Snap?" Ginny asks. Just we are all settling in, I can hear him complaining to Harry.
"I don't want to sleep down here, why do you?" Ron grumbles, "I don't want to be near her."
"You don't have to be," Harry shoots back, coming round the corner, "See, I will sleep next to Ginny and then you can sleep on the other side of me." Plopping down next to everyone, "looks like it is Fred, George, Hermione," Ron snorts and Harry continues "Ginny, me and then you. If you don't like it, go back upstairs alone. I am staying."
"Fine, just don't talk to me, I want to be left alone." Ron lays down and turns his back to everyone.
I have to try really hard not to laugh, he sounds ridiculous, Fred on the other hand doesn't try to cover up his laughing. "Ronnikins, you sound ridiculous, if you are going to be that way, go back to your room. We all want to have a little fun and enjoy each other's company. But like always you are being nasty." Ron slowly turns over and stares at Fred and then Hermione and back to Fred. "If you didn't want her to tell you what was wrong with your homework, why did you ask her to correct it?" I can see Harry shake his head and pinch the bridge of his nose while Ginny is stifling a laugh.
"She doesn't need to be an insufferable know it all, she could be nicer about it, when she is telling me what's wrong." He spits out.
"If she did that, she wouldn't be Hermione," I say, "We all ask her questions and for help because we know it will be right when she is done." Staring back at him, I lay my hand on top of hers, she is sitting next to me and I can see she is tensing up and I as funny as it is, I don't want her to hex him. "So either apologize for saying that stuff to her earlier or Fred and I will tie you up and let Ginny practice hexing you."
His eyes go wide "You wouldn't dare…"
"Try us." Fred and I say together.
"Fine…. IamsorrryhermioneIshouldntha veyelledatyoulikethat." He strings together.
Before I can say anything to him about saying it differently, Hermione says, "Thank you Ron, I am sorry too." He smiles slightly but doesn't want to show it.
"Now, who wants to get beat at Exploding Snap?" I ask. All of us take turns playing, as it starts to get later on in the night, Ginny and Hermione both turn in. Then Ron, Harry and soon just Fred and I were awake, talking in hushed tones. "Come on, you ready for bed?" I ask. Eyeing Hermione and how comfortable she looks, she has one a Quidditch sweatshirt; that looks remarkably like mine. She is laying on her back and with Ginny to her right. Ginny has snuggled up to Harry but she still has a hold of Hermione's right hand. They have become really close that last couple of years.
"Go on mate, snuggle up to her," Fred says, "You don't get this chance often when we are home." I look at him, confused. He shrugs "You always sleep well with her at school, you always wake up like it was your best night's sleep."
"Thanks Fred." I smack his arm, "You are pretty ok. Thanks for keeping it a secret for so long." I don't hear him say anything and I am already crawling towards the sleeping girl. It is almost like she knew I was coming closer, she turns her face to me, still a hold of Ginny, she curls so that I can snake my arm around her waist. "Night Meenie," Hugging her closer to my body. "So when did you steal my sweatshirt?" As I tug on the hem, "Any no one has said anything to you about it."
"I might have snuck in there earlier while you two were gone. I told your mum I forgot my heavy sweatshirt and that you told me I could borrow one. Mmmm Goodnight George." She smiles sleepily at me. "I thought I was going to have to wait until after the holidays for this."
"Quiet before someone hears you." Jokingly I put my hand over her mouth. She doesn't react, she has already fallen back asleep, I wrap my arm around her again and breathe in deeply until I fall into slumber as well.
End of Flashback
"Well, that's good, it is one of my favorite memories too." She surprises him by kissing him on the mouth, wrapping her arms around his waist. Stretching up on her tip toes she brings a hand up to his neck, tracing her finger tips at his jawline. Shocked as he is at her boldness, he is quite enjoying this. She traces his bottom lip with the tip of her tongue, with this invitation he deepens the kiss, bringing his hands to her face. After several minutes of pure pleasure, he pulls away. He leans his forehead against hers, "As much as I would love to keep doing this, we should stop. Mum and Ginny are around here somewhere and we have things to do." He smiles and pecks her on the lips, once, twice and then a third time. "You are a delicious woman."
This is not as far in time as I wanted to go with this chapter but if I didn't stop here, it would have gotten way too long , it is already over 6000 words. I have more in the works. I hope to be able to post regularly but between two jobs and planning my own wedding, things get pushed around J I have another good chapter planned (or at least I think it is good), this one will have an angry Hermione.