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Chapter 21
"Why have you been so upset this week?" George asked Hermione as he and his twin lead her to sit back down on the couch they had been watching the movie on.
I knew Ginny told them, Hermione thought to herself, sighing. I need to learn to stop wearing my feelings on my shoulder, she scolded herself.
"I don't know," she said quietly.
"Now, none of that," Fred replied, gently holding onto Hermione's chin and turning it where she was looking at him.
"We know that you gave Charlie back his petition," George informed her.
"And we know that since then, you haven't been the same," Fred added.
"Do you love him?" they asked together, quietly.
"What?" Hermione asked, shocked that the two would come to such a conclusion.
"Do you love him?" George repeated.
"Because it would make since for you to be upset about turning him down if you loved him," Fred added.
"I liked him a lot, but I don't think that I loved him. To be honest, I hardly knew him," she answered, truthfully.
"Then why so upset, pretty girl?" Fred wondered, looking down at her frowning face.
"I guess I just felt bad that I gave him back his petition. I know that it was the right thing to do, because he laid to me and I can't be with someone who would do that. But I hated the way he looked when I handed that piece of parchment back to him. I don't want anyone to feel like that," Hermione replied.
"So you feel guilty for doing what you feel was best?" George asked, trying to understand her thinking.
"Yes."
"Mione, that's kind of silly, love," Fred told her.
Hermione looked over at the prankster, to see him grinning down at her. She turned her head to glance at George, who was doing the same. She sighed, knowing that they were right.
"Never feel guilty for doing what you think is best for you," George said, pulling her close to him.
"Especially when it's a git like our big brother," Fred added, laughing.
"He will be fine," George assured her.
"And so will you," Fred said.
"I know," Hermione replied, smiling at the twins. She put her arms around the both of them, pulling them close. "Thanks for making me realize what an idiot I've been for being upset."
"You're not an idiot, love," Fred replied, snuggling close to her, planting a kiss on her cheek.
"You just have a really big heart and like to take care of people. And when you decide to do something for yourself, you feel guilty and worry about the other person," George added.
"And you really don't ever worry about yourself," Fred said, looking over at his twin, grinning.
"But that's what you have us for," George grinned mischievously, turning Hermione around in one pull, catching her off guard.
"What are you two doing?" Hermione giggled, as Fred pulled her feet onto his lap, while George moved her to where she was leaning against his chest.
"We are helping you relax," Fred replied as he pulled her boots off and began rubbing her feet.
"And helping you forget about everything but us," George said, massaging her shoulders.
Hermione smiled as she allowed herself to be taken care of by her favourite twins. "This is heavenly. I didn't know you two gave such great massages."
"There are a lot of things that we do well that you don't know about," George whispered in her ear, causing her to shiver and blush furiously.
"But for now, just lean back and relax," Fred replied, grinning. Hermione did just that, leaning into George and closing her eyes, drifting into a wonderful dreamland filled with yummy red headed twins and their heavenly hands.
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"Good morning," Hermione greeted her friends, Saturday morning. Since the movie night that the group had a few days prior, Hermione had been in a visible better mood. Something that made Ginny extremely happy and a little smug, since it was her idea that brought the smile back to her best friend's face.
"Morning," Ron replied around a mouth full of food. Harry nodded at his friend, not wanting to talk with his mouth full.
"Good morning," Ginny said, grinning. "Are you ready for a fun filled day of dress shopping?"
"Surprisingly so," the brown haired witch replied, grabbing an apple form the fruit bowl.
"Really?" Ginny asked, surprised. "I usually have to drag you out shopping kicking and screaming."
"Well, yes, but this day isn't about me or you even. It's about Luna and her big day. It's about what kind of dress she wants us to where and how we can help her."
"Even if the dresses are hideous and are ridiculous colours?" the red head asked.
Hermione laughed and nodded, sipping from her goblet of pumpkin juice.
Just then they saw Luna skipping between the tables, nearly missing a group of fourth year boys who were reading the Daily Prophet, looking extremely excited.
"Hello, Lover," Luna greeted Ron, grabbing his face and kissing him soundly. Ginny, Hermione and Harry all exchanged amused looks as Ron came up from the kiss, red faced and grinning like a nutter. "Hello, ladies and Harry. Are you ready to go to Hogsmeade?"
"I think we are," Ginny replied, grinning widely as she leaned over and kissed Harry's cheek before grabbing her bag.
"Have a great day," Harry called after the three, who were laughing. He looked over to his oldest friend and saw that he still had that grin plastered across his face as he watched his fiancée walk out of the Great Hall. Harry reached over and slapped Ron's arm, causing him to fall in his plate full of pancakes, which were covered with syrup. Harry laughed hysterically as the red head turned and gave him a murderous look.
"What. The. Bloody. Hell. Was. That. For," Ron wondered, angrily. He slowly grabbed his wand and started to try and clean himself off. Harry quickly got up from his seat and started walking toward the door.
"To get that grin off your face, you nutter," Harry called over his shoulder as he ran out of the room, knowing that Ron was right behind him.
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"I have to say that I am pleasantly surprised by your finally pick, Luna," Hermione replied later on that day as the girls walked slowly back up to the castle.
"You thought that I was going to pick something hideous and loud," Luna said, smiling at her friends knowingly.
"Well, if we are honest, yes we did," Ginny answered, looking rather guilty. Luna laughed at her future sister-in-law, hooking her arm with both of the ladies.
"It's okay to be honest. I like weird things, it's common knowledge. But this wedding isn't all about me. It's about Ron and I, and the family that we will be building. Merlin bless him, but Ron really wouldn't care if you walked down in barrels or if I was one big radish. He just wants to marry me. But I know that Mrs. Weasley wouldn't be thrilled and honestly, I don't care who wears what. I just want to be married to him," Luna explained, smiling brightly at her friends, who had stopped somewhere in the middle of her explanation.
"You really love him, don't you?" Ginny asked, sounding completely surprised.
"I do. I really, really do. I've loved him for years, but I always thought he would end up with Hermione, so I didn't say anything."
"Bloody hell," Hermione whispered, causing Luna and Ginny to laugh loudly.
"She's been around you Weasleys too much," Luna grinned, as they walked through the gates of their school.
"I think it's a good thing," Hermione said, unashamed.
Ginny grinned slyly. "Of course you do. It's rather interesting that two times this year, you've been carried back to Gryffindor tower by my brothers well after curfew."
Hermione blushed, causing Luna and Ginny to cackle loudly as they walked through the door of the castle.
"You two sound really evil," a familiar voice said from the top of the staircase.
"They are, they really, really are," Hermione declared as Harry and Ron walked down to meet the girls.
Harry gathered Ginny up in his arms, kissing her. "Did you have fun shopping?"
"We did," she replied, smiling up at him.
"Can I see the dresses?" Ron asked Luna, who was looking up at him rather dreamily from the safety of his arms.
"No, lover. They are still at the shop, getting all of the measurements just right," she answered, standing up on her tip toes and kissing the tip of his nose.
"Where were you two off to?" Hermione wondered.
"Dinner," Ron answered.
"Is it that late, already?" Ginny asked.
"Yes, you girls were out too long," Harry complained, pushing his lip out at her, causing the girls to laugh. The group walked into the Great Hall for dinner, Luna deciding to sit at the Gryffindor table for the meal.
"Will you pass the rolls, Ron?" Hermione asked, looking over at the red head, who had a drumstick in one hand and a fork full of potatoes in the other.
"Here you go," Luna said, passing the basket over to her friend. She grinned at her fiancée and shook her head, knowing that he would never change where table matters were concerned. And she was okay with that.
"Thanks."
"Hermione, have you finished that..." Harry started but was interrupted when an enormous hawk flew into the hall, landing in front of where Hermione was sitting.
Curiously, she untied the piece of parchment from the hawk, which flew quickly away. Hermione didn't notice though, because she had already dropped the piece of paper on her plate in shock.
"What's wrong Hermione?" Harry demanded, placing his hand on hers. She was shaking, in pure shock, something that didn't happen to his friend often.
Ginny picked up the piece of parchment off of her plate and began reading, her eyes getting wider and wider as she read the paper. "Wow."
"Wow? What wow? What's going on?' Ron wondered.
"Hermione has another petition."
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