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The Right Weasley by BBHP
Chapter 9 : Chapter 9
 
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*Author's note I don't own anything HP*

“George, dear, we weren’t expecting you!” Mrs. Weasley exclaimed when she saw her son come through the doorway. She hurried over to embrace him.

“Yeah, George, Thursday is still two days away!” Harry and Ginny waved to him from the living room. Ginny was practically in Harry’s lap. Ron scowled at George from his place on the sofa. They hadn’t spoken since George threw Ron out of his flat. Percy and Charlie came in from the kitchen, followed closely by their father. Mr. Weasley’s tired face broke into a grin when he saw George. The family kept exclaiming and joking about George’s sudden arrival, and it seemed no one noticed the bushy haired girl hiding behind him.

“Looks like most of the family is here,” George said, chuckling softly. “I, er, brought someone with me--” he dragged Hermione from behind him, ignoring the pain of Hermione’s nails digging into his hand.

Everyone began their exclamations again at their excitement of seeing Hermione.

“Hermione, dear, it’s been ages!” Mrs. Weasley cried, while Harry and Ginny ran toward them.

“Hermione!” Harry shouted. He ran over to her, dragging Ginny behind him. He hugged his friend tightly. “We haven’t seen you in ages! How are you? What’s been--”

“Why are you and George holding hands?” Ginny interrupted, staring wide-eyed at Hermione, and then to George. Throughout all of this, Hermione had clung to George’s hand like a lifeline. The entire family collectively went into a hush as they registered what Ginny said. Mrs. Weasley’s jaw dropped open. Harry’s expression was very similar to Ginny’s. Charlie stifled a laugh. Percy blinked wildly at George and Hermione’s faces. Mr. Weasley just gaped. George smiled proudly and Hermione looked terrified.

“I can’t believe this,” growled a voice from behind everyone. Ron pushed through the crowd to see for himself. His eyes narrowed at his brother. “I knew it.” He spat, and turned around and stomped away.

“Ron!” Harry ran after him, following him up the stairs.

No one spoke for a few moments.

“Well, then,” George began patiently, still smiling. “Anyone else?”

In less than a second, Mrs. Weasley had thrown herself at the couple and was hugging them fiercely. “Oh, George!” she sobbed. “I always knew…”

“Mum,” George complained as Hermione squirmed awkwardly. Mrs. Weasley pulled away, wiping her eyes. She smiled at them, then rounded on the rest of her family. They jumped back at her fiery glare.

“If you say one word against them, I will give you the worst stinging hex in the worst area imaginable,” she hissed, shaking a finger at them. She turned sweetly back to George and Hermione. “I’ll make some tea,” she said, and with a last beaming smile, she bustled into the kitchen.

The sounds of pots and pans came from the kitchen as the rest of the family still stood in silence. Ginny moved to stand directly in front of George, looking him boldly in the eye. They communicated silently for a moment. Suddenly Ginny’s expression softened and she nodded. “Okay,” she said simply, and George pulled her into a hug.

The others seemed to think that if Ginny was okay with it, they could be, too. Everyone began talking at once.

“When did you--”

How did you--”

“Are you serious”

“Have you--”

“What about--”

Hermione was getting dizzy. Sensing this, George held up a hand. “All in good time,” he said loudly. He led Hermione to the sofa and pulled her onto his lap. The rest of the family stared in astonishment.

“George!” Hermione whispered warningly, and slid off his lap and onto the space next to him. Mrs. Weasley came back into the living room at that moment, carrying a tray of tea and cakes. She poured a cup for Hermione and George, and then served herself, sitting in a chair near them.

“So,” she began, ignoring the rest of her family. “How long?” she asked, her eyes bright.

Hermione spoke before George could. “Er, Mrs. Weasley, are you--”

“Oh, dear, it’s Molly, I’ve told you a hundred times,” Mrs. Weasley interrupted, still smiling.

Hermione shook her head incredulously. “Molly, then.” She laughed weakly. “So...you’re okay, then? With this? What about Ron?”

The older woman looked at Hermione warmly. “I never expected you and Ron to last, dear. He just...didn’t seem like the right Weasley for you.” George’s hand tightened around Hermione’s. Mrs. Weasley noticed this. “He’ll come around, George. Just give him time. And frankly, Hermione,” she continued, “I’d be okay with anything that made George smile like he has been these last couple of months. He’s actually seemed happy.” She smiled sadly.

Hermione beamed. “He makes me happy, too,” she said softly, looking up at George. He grinned back at her and planted a kiss on her lips right there, in front of everyone.

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Many months later, Hermione was hurrying toward a cemetery. She was late to meet George. It was her parents’ wedding anniversary, and George wanted to visit their graves. She was hesitant, at first, but George convinced her that this would be a good thing, and he would be there. Hermione ran quickly, tripping slightly over a stray rock on the path. Her steps slowed and she drew closer and saw a familiar mop of red hair near her parents graves.

“George,” she said, panting slightly from running. “Am I that late?”

He looked up at her and grinned at her appearance. “No, love. I got here early.” His hand rested on her father’s headstone. He leaned closer to it and whispered something before running to Hermione and pulling her into a tight embrace. She relaxed into him, loving the feel of his arms around her. George leaned down and kissed her deeply.

“Hey…” she whined when he broke the kiss all too soon. George laughed.

“Come on.” His hand closed around hers and he led her to the bench in front of her parents’ graves. Hermione sat slowly. Her eyes became misty at the sight of her parents’ headstones. Loving Mother, Loving Father. She rested her head on George’s shoulder. He shifted and put his arm around her. “I’ve been having a nice chat with your parents,” he said quietly.

“Oh?” Hermione raised her eyebrows skeptically, still looking at the headstones.

George nodded. “I’ve been talking to them about you.” He smiled. “I told them how strong you are, how brave and kind and caring you are, to everyone around you.” Hermione blushed slightly. “I told them about us. I told them how we fight and bicker and laugh and joke. I told them that you are my very best friend in the world. I told them how much I love you, and how I would do anything for you. I told them about how you changed my life, changed me, for the better, and how every time I see you my heart could just burst with happiness...” He paused for a moment. “...and that I want to marry you.”

“You what?” Hermione turned so she could see his face. “You...you...you’re joking…” She laughed nervously. George just shook his head, smiling at her. He slid off the bench and knelt in front of her, taking his hands in his.

“I had to ask your parents before I could ask you,” he said seriously. He produced a small box from his pocket and opened it. Inside was a simple yet beautiful diamond ring. Hermione gasped softly. “Will you, Hermione? Marry me?”

“Are you sure?” Hermione asked, her eyes brimming with tears. “You don’t want to wait a little longer, to see how this works out?”

George smiled. “I hate to break it to you, love, but I’m not going anywhere.” He winked. “So?” He pulled the ring out of the box and held it up to her left hand. Hermione’s tears spilled over as she shouted the one word George wanted to hear:

“Yes!”

*The end! How'd you like it? I had a lot of fun writing this and I want to thank everyone who took the time to read it!*


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