Thank you to .96780 and Miss Magic 101 for great reviews, I am glad that you are enjoying the story. I really like this chapter, there is a little fluff and a lot of heart, so I think but I might be bias J There will be some mature content within this chapter, this is your forewarning.

"What is it Hermione?" Getting up from the couch and walking towards her.

"I have been offered a job at Hogwarts, teaching Defense against the Dark Arts." Shaking her head in disbelief, "I can't believe it, I had thought about teaching but didn't really think I would ever be able too."

"That's awesome, I mean if you want to."

"I do, I will see if the Headmistress has time to meet later today or tomorrow and go over what would be expected and everything." Putting her arms around him, "It just adds one more thing to the list of things I need to think about." Kissing him, pulling him close, "Come on, I still have cake to eat." Laughing as she pulls him back to the couch. "After we are done, we can head to your place and get some of your stuff if you want to." Finishing lunch in a comfortable silence, "What do you think about me being a professor?"

"I think you would be great at it. You helped Harry, Ron and I, for sure. I am sure you helped others as well." Thinking about it more, "Not to mention you would be the best looking Professor the school has ever had." Laughing at her glare. "I would have the hots for you if you were my professor." Kissing her on the cheek, "Just think about it, let's clean up and get over to the flat for some of my stuff." Grabbing the empty plates and glasses he is walking into the kitchen. "You know, you can work wherever you want to, as long as you enjoy it, it will be ok with me."

Flooing to the flat that is now inhabited by Angelina and Fred, George heads down the hallway to his bedroom. "For right now, I will leave the bed and the wardrobe since you already have both in the bedroom at your flat. Plus you bed is a lot more comfortable." Watching as Hermione climbs up on the bed and stretches out, looking at her with a small smile on his face.

"What? I had to see if you were right, I never slept in this bed." Putting her arms behind her head, "I think you are right my bed is more comfortable, this bed isn't very comfortable at all. I like the one at the Burrow better."

"Come on you are supposed to be the one encouraging me to work, not tempting me to laze about." Looking down at the witch stretched out on his bed, "You feeling ok? You still look a little pale."

"You can pack; I am just going to lay here for a few minutes. Have a slight headache still." Watching George as he starts putting clothes in his trunk, shrinking it all so it will fit, then pulls another trunk from the closet for some of his other items. Books, potion items, extra Quidditch stuff, "When is your next Quidditch match? I haven't seen you play since Hogwarts, I would like to."

"That would be awesome, Oli's wife Katie is always there, you remember Katie Bell now Wood. They got married a week after the Battle. Decided they couldn't live without each other. So you would know someone." Smiling at the Hermione, it really touched him that she would come to a match, "Next week is the next one, we don't have many matches, there are still some teams who are trying to pull it together from the war. Some don't have enough players to put together a team or their pitch was destroyed and they are trying to reconstruct it."

"Well, hopefully they will all be able to come back next year; I know Ginny is looking forward to playing against you. She can be so competitive you know that, she is almost as bad as Ron." Smiling at the idea of watching Ginny play against her big brother, "If her team wins, you will never hear the end of it, you know that, right?"

"I know it," rolling his eyes, "She already gives me crap whenever she can." Standing next to the bed, "Well Miss Granger, you didn't help me at all with packing, I think I deserve a treat for that." Leaning over and kissing her soundly, "Hmm, you taste like chocolate." Pulling back, "All I have left to pack is my bathroom stuff, so do you want to levitate one of the trunks to the Floo? I will get the other once I have packed the last few things." Offering his hand out to her, to pull her up, "Come on, we can head back to the flat, I will unpack and you can relax."

Flicking her wand at the trunk with all of his clothes in it, "Locomotor Trunk," watching as it slowly rises in the air and walking it towards the Floo.

"Go on home, I will be there in a bit, going to go down and check on Fred and see how he is. I should be there shortly." Walking over to her, "Don't unpack my clothes, just lie down and relax." Kissing her on the tip of her nose, "You need to relax after that fainting spell this afternoon."

"I will try, see you soon."

Packing the last few things he heads down to the shop, "Hey, Fred?" Looking around the store, it is a quiet afternoon, not many people around. Poking his head in the backroom, "Fred? Where are you?" Walking around the counter, towards the opposite end of the store, he finds Lee and Fred, stocking the shelves. "Hey guys, how's it going?"

"Hey George, good to see you" Lee is smiling at him "So how is Hermione after her jaunt into the locker room this afternoon?"

"Still annoyed but I am just glad Oli had a towel on," groaning at the memory, "He has a tendency to walk around naked. He has no shame what so ever." Turning to Fred, "That was funny you should have seen her face but next time at least warn her. You could have hollered it at her after she threw her Floo powder."

"Ah Georgie are you getting soft in your old age?" Poking his brother in the side, Fred jokes, "You liked pranking Granger as much as I did."

"I still do but I also sleep next to her every night now, in school we at least had separate dorms if she was peeved at me. Now I would like to keep all of the important bits. Already lost an ear, I can afford to lose much more. If she takes the job offer she got today, she will be annoyed with both of us more often than not." Grinning at the confused look on Fred and Lee's face, "I probably shouldn't say but they offered her the Defense against the Dark Arts professor position."

"Blimey, she would be great but she would be the youngest professor that I have ever heard of." Lee says smiling, "Brightest witch of her age for sure."

"You think she will take it?"

"She is thinking about it, I know that, she is going to meet with McGonagall and see what it would all be about."

"How's she doing with her parent's death? I didn't want to ask her earlier how she was doing because she was in such a hurry and I didn't want to upset her." Shrugging his shoulders, "I mean it had to be hard with not seeing them since obliviating their memories but now they are gone, for good."

"Whoa, whoa, what do you mean, her parents death and obliviating their memories?"

"Oh Lee, that's right, you wouldn't have known." Shaking his head, "I don't know how she dealt with it for so long, before all hell broke loose with the Deatheaters and such, she wanted to protect her parents. She obliviated their memories so that hopefully they wouldn't be in danger and hoped to reverse the charm after the war. I guess you could say she did the charm too well, erased all memory of her. Flitwick couldn't even reverse it." Sighing George goes on, "She only told us one the day the letters all came out. Then early yesterday morning, really early, she got an owl from the Ministry that they were killed in a car accident. She had requested a special tracking charm be placed on them, so that she would be notified if anything happened."

"Man, that's rough. She didn't tell anyone about her parents, not even Harry or Ron."

Shaking his head no, "She said she didn't want anyone to think she did it because she was heartless." Thinking about it for a minute, "To me that just shows how much she loved them. She is doing really good considering, between the marriage law, her parents and Ron being Ron. Fleur and Ginny were with her most of the day yesterday and Harry of course came by."

"What the hell has Ron done now; I never understood why she put up with his crap." Grimacing Lee says, "It can't be good when it involves him and her having a row."

"Let's just say, after hearing everything she went through while on the run with Harry and Ron and then being captured by those snatchers, we are very lucky to have her as happy and Hermione like as she is." Sticking his hands in his pockets and standing there in silence for a minute. Changing the subject, "So Fred, does Angelina still work at that jewelry shop around the corner?"

"Yes, she does, why?"

"Well I know that it isn't the traditional way to get engaged but I want to get Hermione a ring, she deserves something special. I know if I ask her, she will say she doesn't need one but I want to get it." Blushing under the scrutiny of his brother "Come on man, leave me alone."

"You have got it so bad for her, it is unbelievable. She is working for another hour; you can probably have her help you if you get going."

"Thanks Fred, see you later Lee," Rushing out the door, so he can get to Gringotts and then the jewelry shop.

"He is so in love with her it isn't even funny," Looking at Lee, "How long do you think it has been that way?"

"I never understood why they just didn't date at school." Shrugging his shoulders, Lee continues, "He tried to hide it but you could tell he loved her at least the last year or so." Laughing, "But then again we knew about them from the beginning. She has to love him some otherwise why would she have put up with all of our crap?"

About 15 minutes later, George is walking into the jewelry shop; Angelina sees him and is waving him over to the counter she is standing behind. "Hey George, what are you doing here."

"I want to buy Hermione an engagement ring as a surprise; I want to make her feel special."

"That's sweet George, how is she doing?"

"Better than I expected but we will just have to wait and see," Cracking his knuckles and peering into the glass case in front of him, "What do you think she would like?"

"Well, it all depends on what you want. Look around and see what there is and then let me know what makes you think of her when you see it."

Walking around the store, looking in each glass case, seeing everything there is to see. Diamonds, rubies, gold, white gold, round, square, shaking his head, he is starting to think he is in over his head. He approaches the last case and instantly is drawn to one ring, there were others that were ok but this one was truly Hermione in his mind. "Angie, I have found it, this is the one for her. I just don't know if it is ok for an engagement ring."

"If it makes you think of her, then it is. This has to be something special to you and her. No other opinion matters. So which one is it?" Pointing to the ring in the case, her eyes follow his finger, "Oh George, she is going to love it. You did a great job; I can already see her loving it." Pulling it out of the case and handing it to him, "Here you want to look at it closer?"

Taking a closer look at it, smiling "It is gorgeous, I just hope she likes it."

"George if you smile anymore, your face is going to break."

"I just can't wait to see her face when I give this to her." Shifting back and forth from foot to foot, "She is very special to me. I just never realized it."

"Are you going to be ok? You look like you are going to explode or something."

"I am fine, can you put it just in a ring box, I want to be able to flip it open like all those Muggle movies show guys doing." Smiling at her, "She will think I am crazy but that is what I will be bringing to this relationship. The laughter and craziness."

"Do you know what you are going to say?"

"Say? What do you mean, well, I guess, I didn't really think about that."

"You know Fred told me that you guys have been friends since her first year, why didn't you ever take her out, on a date?"

"Never really thought about it, plus as much grief as we gave her our last year, we probably wouldn't still be friends. If we had tried to date." Giggling thinking about some of the pranks they pulled, "I was surprised one night, we had given a few first years some new puking pastels and she ripped into both of us in the common room. Then she came to the dorm to see me. I figured I was going to get an earful all night long but all she did was snuggle up and we talked about everything else."

"I thought he was joking about her sneaking into the dorm but I guess not." Handing him a small black box, "Here you go George."

He is handing over the money to Angelina, tucking the small box in his pocket. "You know, you and Fred should come over for dinner some night. I mean, since Fred and I can be inseparable I want you and Hermione to like each other too."

"Don't worry, I already like Hermione, she is a wonderful young woman. She puts up with you and since I put up with Fred, I think we will get along just fine." Smiling as she looks at the clock, "If you wait just a minute, I will walk back to the shop with you." Heading into the back of the shop, returning with her coat and purse. "Let's go." Turning around, "See you tomorrow girls."

Walking back to the shop, they are chatting about nothing in general. Opening the door for Angelina and letting her enter first. "Hey Fred, we are back," calling out. Walking over to him, she kisses him on the cheek. "You should see the ring he bought Hermione, it's gorgeous."

"Thanks George, now you got Angie thinking," smirking as he ducks around her smack that was aimed at his head.

"As much as I would love to stand here and watch you love birds fight," smiling at them, "I have a girl to propose to."

"Bye George," calling after him.

He is taking the steps to the flat two at a time. Levitating the trunk, going through the Floo, hearing music coming from the bedroom. Rolling his eyes, he can tell by the volume of the music, she is not relaxing like she should be. Walking down the hallway, he sees her swinging her hips and she is moving clothes around without magic. She has changed into a simple blue t shirt and a pair of short black shorts, showing off her well defined legs, her hair is pulled up in a high pony tail that swings as she is dancing. Drifting between the wardrobe and the trunk and then over to a chest of drawers. Leaning against the doorframe, watching her, her face has a healthy glow to her she is smiling and humming. The song changes and it is the song from the club that night, So come on, get higher, loosen my lips. Faith and desire and the swing of your hips. That is slowing becoming his favorite new song. "Are you going to stand there all night or are you going to ask me to dance?" Turning around smiling at him "I heard you come in."

Taking a few steps towards her, holding his hand out to her, "May I have this dance?" Accepting his hand, he pulls her close, wrapping her arms around him and leaning into his chest. Taking a deep breath and smiling, snuggling into him. "Hermione?"

"Hmm?"

"Are you happy?"

"Very. Are you?"

"Yes. So I have something to tell you. You mean so much to me Hermione, I know that I told you, I wasn't sure what all I was feeling. That I was confused but I have figured out a few things. When I first met you, I thought you were just a nice girl who I could talk with and enjoy being around. Over the years our friendship grew, I just thought that I cared for you like any other friend would. I know we talked about it but I hope you realize how much you mean to me. I have never worried so much as I did when you were gone." Kissing her forehead, looking into her eyes, "Then how relieved I was when I saw you. I love you," watching her eyes widen, "I have for a while now. It just took me time to figure it out. I am so happy for the chance to say this, Hermione Jean Granger," shaking a little as he is pulling the box out of his pocket and getting down on one knee, "Will you grow old with me?" Opening the box, she is looking at the most beautiful ring she has ever seen. It is a deep blue sapphire in the shape of a heart and 3 square cut diamonds on each side of the heart.

Shaking her head, tears in her eyes. For the first time in as long as she can remember, she is at a loss for words. Squeaking out, "Of course George." Hugging him tightly, as close as she can get to him. He pulls away long enough to take the ring out of the box and slide it on her dainty finger, lacing his fingers through hers. Turning her hand to be able to kiss the back of her hand.

"Wow, it's not every day, someone can make you speechless. I meant every word that I said and also when I said I want to make you happy for the rest of your life."

"That was the most wonderful thing anyone has ever said to me. I just never thought I would be.. That anyone… That someone could… Would ever think that of me. I never considered myself special enough."

"Well I think you are special, those words don't even begin to explain all of the things I am feeling right now. I hope I can make you happy."

"You already have." Still on one knee, he is closer to her height, wrapping her arms around his neck, pulling him close. Kissing her, he is running his fingertips up and down her back lightly. Opening his mouth on hers, their tongues are battling each other. Kissing down her neck, ghosting his lips over her collarbone. Nipping and kissing her as she runs her hands through his hair. Lowering her mouth on George, kissing the spot just in front of his missing ear, has always been sensitive, as her warm breath hits it, he draws a sharp intake of breath. "That feel good?" His answer is a crashing kiss on her mouth, pulling her down to sit on his knee, running his hands down the back of her bare legs. With one arm around her waist, the other coaxes her leg around him and the other follows. Feeling his arms tighten around her, she is relaxing against him. Feeling him slowly moving his knee from under her. She is tightening her legs around his waist, groaning at the friction, he is kissing her neck again. Lowering her to the floor. Hovering over her, she is relaxing her grip on him with her legs. Planting her feet on the ground, her knees bent, he is rubbing his hand up her leg, over her hip and across her stomach. Kissing his neck and biting him lightly where his neck and shoulder meet, causing him to grab her hips tightly and moaning into her hair. Putting her hands under the t-shirt he was wearing, pulling it up over his head.

"Oh gods Hermione."

"Shut up and keep kissing me." Rolling over and taking her with him, pulling her on top of him. As she is kissing his chest, he is pulling her hair band out of her hair, falling all around her. Slowly she drags her tongue around one of his nipples, sucking then a quick nip, makes him buck his hips into hers. Digging his hands into the chestnut brown curls, pulling her up to get another kiss. Laughing against his lips, he deepens the kiss. Kissing her hard and aggressively. His hands roaming down her back, grabbing her ass and pulling her hard against him. Moaning and grinding against his growing erection. He can feel her stiffen up at the sensation. Rolling to his side, sliding her off him.

"You are so gorgeous," Kissing her neck, pushing a strand of hair out of her face, her eyes are closed, enjoying what they are doing to each other. Whispering in her ear, "Now, if you are uncomfortable with any of this, you say so and I will stop." Snapping her eyes open, "No, don't worry, not think about that but I am going to make you feel really good." Laughing huskily, nosing her check, licking her ear and his hand is caressing her stomach. Making fluttering touches around her belly button. Kissing her jaw, creeping his hand higher, resting it just below her left breast. Giving her a minute to get used to the position of his hand, leaning up so he can kiss her chin. Kissing her on the lips as his hand is grazing her breast, moaning into her mouth as he lightly squeezes. Tracing the outline of her slightly hardening nipple. He is enjoying this as much as he is trying to think about everything he would like to do to her. She is running her hand up his chest and around his neck. Playing with the hair on his neck line, grabbing a handful of hair and pulling his head back enough to give her access to his neck. Moving his hand from under her shirt to the inside of her thigh, just above the knee. Rubbing his hand up and down her leg, slowly and lightly, each stroke a little higher on her thigh. Feeling her wiggling, "Are you ok?" looking at her, wanting to make sure she is enjoying this. Shaking her head, her hair splaying around her head, like a halo. Her delicious lips, plump and red from the kissing.

"I feel good, just never felt like this before." Breathing deeply and feeling her heart pound. "I will let you know if that changes." Taking her shirt by the hem and pulling it up over her head, "I can't let you be shirtless alone." Smirking as she lays back down, kissing her across her chest. He hand has started drifting up and down her leg again, this time getting closer and closer to the apex of her legs. Travelling up and up on her leg, a sharp intake of breath as he ghosts over her heated core. He smiles hearing her groan at the lack of contact where she wanted it, tracing his hand up her thigh and up her stomach, to the waist of her shorts. Lingering his hand there as he is kissing her breast, lightly biting her nipple though her bra. Arching her back at the sensation. Slipping his hand into her shorts, surprised as he is realizing that she is not wearing any panties. Cupping her mound with his hand, not doing anything but just resting his hand there. Her breathing is starting to grow more erratic. Purring in her ear, "Relax love." Taking a deep breath she smiles at him, looking at him with lust in her eyes. Rubbing his fingers on the outside of her lips, groaning against her mouth as he kisses her when he feels she is clean shaven. Agonizingly slow, dipping one finger between her damp folds. Sensing the wetness, "Still doing ok?"

Barely shaking her head, struggling to speak "That feels bloody fantastic."

Clicking his tongue at her, "Such language." Rolling his finger around the little bundle of nerves while another slowly circles her opening. Bucking her hips off the ground against his hand. Inserting a finger into her, shuddering she whimpers. The upturned corners of her mouth he knows this is a good sign. Moving the finger from her clit, he inserts a second one inside her and starting to move it in and out as he is rubbing small circles with his thumb. Lowering head to lay it next to hers, "Just relax and enjoy what I am doing." She is tightening up, he can feel it around his fingers, putting more pressure on her clit as he rubs around and around while quickening his strokes in and out of her.

"G-g-george, yes!"

"Just let go, come for me love. I want you to feel good."

Just as he says that, he can feel her walls tightening around his fingers. As her orgasm is starting to wash over her, lowering his mouth to her breast, sucking on her nipple, thrusting her hips up and down against his hand. "George!" Screaming his name, tumbling over her edge. Shuddering and whimpering as she is coming down from her high. Panting and putting her hand up to her face, covering her smile. "That was, oh my god, I can't.."

"Then don't, just feel enjoy the feeling." Laying in silence next to each other, their breathing slowing back down to a normal pace. Burying her head in his chest, rubbing her face across his chest. Slowly moving her hand down his stomach inching her way to his waist, grabbing it and bringing it up to his mouth. "This was all about you. You don't need to do anything. Just laying here with me."

"George?"

"Hmm"

"As much as I want to continue to lay here, we should probably get up."

"I know." Laying there for a few more minutes before his stomach is growling.

"You Weasley men, always hungry." Before she can finish her sentence, her stomach is growling as well.

"You were saying?"

"Shut it." Sitting up, slowly getting up, holding her head. "Wow, light headed," smiling at him, looking for her shirt, finding it on the bed, seeing his a little bit way from where he is still laying. Grabbing it and throwing it at him. "Come on sexy, time to get up and get some food." Pulling him to his feet and out to the kitchen, "After that, the least I can do is feed you." Kissing him as he sits in the kitchen chair.

Haven't written much for sexy scenes yet. I hope it was good. J Still trying to figure it all out. Thanks for reading