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07/31/2021 04:34 PM 

Reply/Prompt to Brilliantly Scary

Over the course of the last few months, Hermione and George had been spending more time together, since the night of the one year mark of the Battle of Hogwarts. The two were grieving together, being there for eachother. They had started off with a sibling dynamics, but it seemed that they were getting closer. Everyone assumed it would have been Hermione and Ron. But things seemed to be changing between Hermione and George.

 

Hermione had been at his flat again, this time it was him comforting her. It was always back and forth, one always needed to be comforted and they seemed to go to the other. He had always assumed it would be Ron or Harry she would go to. But it was him, it was always him now. He had no problem with it as it helped him to, to open up to her as she did with him.

 

Hermione had just run out of his flat, after a very spontaneous kiss. Fingers on his lips, feeling the shadow of her kiss, her soft lips against hers. From there it was a whirlwind. Trying to get his own voice heard through her own rambling. But she wouldn’t stop until she had left. He stood there for a moment, rooted to his spot. Don’t be an idiot, go after her a voice said in his head. For whatever reason, he listened and ran out of his flat.

 

“Hermione,” George called. Running as fast as his long legs would take him, he searched for her, finally finding her three blocks away. “George.. No. Don’t you…..” But it was too late, he quickly approached her hands gently on her neck and his lips were against hers. She let out a whimper, but responded to the kiss

 

“Will you just shut up for a moment?” He said as he pulled away for a few seconds. “I think I love you” He looked down at her as he stood close, his hands still holding her in place “And I’m terrified” He watched as Hermione breathed in deeply, her eyes closed. He was terrified, terrified of what the future could hold, but he wanted her to be part of it, terrified that he could lose to. He had to admit what he felt before it was too late. “You're smart, kind and caring. Most of all your beautiful”

 

Hermione kept her eyes closed, not wanting to hear this right now “George. Please. Don’t” She whispered as she tried to pull away, but George wasn't letting her go so easily. George knew he would be foolish to let her go. But he wasn’t blind like Percy or Ron were. He wasn’t going to let this slip through his fingers.

 

“I don’t think I’m the only one terrified though,” George said. “You're just as terrified as I am. That’s why you're pushing me away” He could see that she was conflicted. Many emotions flitting across her face, but confusion was mostly what he saw

 

“George. We shouldn’t do this. Were not in the right frame of mind” Hermione said, pushing him away harder. George finally dropped his hands. “I...It isn’t right” She wrapped her arms around herself. “It isn’t right?” He raised an eyebrow. “Or are you afraid of what my brother would say?” He knew he was going to hit a nerve. “You can’t always be afraid of what others will say”

 

“I’m not!” Hermione nearly shrieked “It has nothing to do with him” Her comment made him raise an eyebrow. He knew she was lying. She knew that she was lying to and that George wouldn’t believe her. “I. I don’t want us to admit to something if were unsure. We are grieving. Do you really think you’d feel the same way if you weren’t grieving?” She asked him before walking away.

“Yes. Yes I would” He responded by following her and grabbing her by the elbow and pulled her to him, his lips finding hers again for one last kiss before she took off into the night, leaving him on the street of Diagon alley.

 

I think I love you and I’m terrified


 

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