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This is my third fanfic story! I hope you enjoy it, if haven't read my other stories you should find them! I am always open for reviews! Thanks again!

Chapter 1: Hiccups and Quidditch

"Frederick the Second, if you don't get down these stairs in the next 5 minutes, so help me Merlin I will…"

"Ang! Calm down! He's excited! He gets to watch his mum play in the Quidditch World Cup!" George said as he crossed behind his high strung wife to massage, well trying to massage her, she ducked from his grip to grab Roxy.

"I'm coming Mum!" Fred Jr hollered from upstairs.

"The portkey will be leaving in 3 ½ minutes, we CANNOT be late!" Angelina yelled back pickup up Roxy and her favorite stuffed Hippogriff from Hagrid.

Then a messy red headed boy rolled and bounced down the stairs exploding up at his parents at the end.

"Ready!" He called out sprinting into his father's arms.

Just then the binoculars on the dinner table started to glow a blueish hue.

"Alright hang on you lot, this isn't the greatest feeling the first time!" George said hugging his children.

They were transported straight to the Irish's lockers, Angelina kissed her kids and waved a goodbye to get ready for the match.

"I can't believe mum is playing against KRUM!" FJ was jumping and punching invisible things.

"You know, Auntie 'Mione dated Krum once, I saw them even kiss!" George teased his son while kissing his daughter's cheek sloppily.

"EW! Gross Dad!" Fred said sticking out his tongue.

The three found their spectator booth with the rest of the Weasley clan and George found himself sitting next to the woman he was just thinking about.

"Hello 'Mione dear." George whispered into her ear, making her blush as usual. "I was just thinking of you…" He finished a bit quieter just so only she could hear. And he winked his signature Weasley twin wink and sat next to her, brushing his arms and legs past her as his plopped down.

"You don't say…" She said looking at him through her thick eyelashes.

"Just reminiscing the Yule Ball, when that bloody Krum had stolen you away from your rightful date." George said with emphasis on the 't' at the end which made Hermione stare at his lips. Shit! Bad decision don't stare... Double shit he saw me!

And he had, he noticed the quick glances she was making at his lips. Why is she so interested in my lips all of a sudden…? He thought with slight amusement.

"Is that so? I don't remember anyone else asking me." Hermione said smirking trying to play coy.

George leaned in closer, "That's because I was too scared you would have hexed my bits off…" He said in a low growl so only she could hear. Hermione noticed how serious he sounded, her heart fluttered, she had never seen this side of him before… Had he always been this entrancing? Why hadn't she ever seen him before… Like really seen him…?

"You okay 'Mione?" Ginny said from the other side of George, she had been watching the interaction. Ginny had a way of seeing things others didn't. She had known that during school they both had crushes on one another but had never said anything or acted on it. She never wanted to intervene… Until now.

George sat with a smug look on his face while Roxy stood on his lap beating his chest for attention, unfortunately for her all the only girl he think about was the brunette sitting merely inches away from him.

*Five Days Earlier* February 4, 2003

Hermione and Ron stumbled into the living room through the floo, they were both too drunk to try and apparate, someone would have been splinched. Hermione flopped down onto the couch and Ron followed her on the opposite side of the sofa, a little ways away from her.

"When did it happen?" Ron said softly staring into the flame of the candle on the coffee table in front of him.

"I don't know… do you?" Hermione replied with a small hiccup.

"To be honest…" Ron said turning a bit to look at his wife. "I think after you told me you were pregnant with Rosey…"

He heard Hermione hiccup again, "I just didn't feel excited… I wasn't angry and don't get me wrong I love our sweet angel, I wouldn't change it one bit." Ron finished quickly grabbing her shaking hands.

"No I… I know Ron, when I saw those double lines on that muggle pregnancy test… I cried… I mean yes I was happy, I had been wanting to become a mother. But I felt like I let you down, like I was already a bad mother for wishing I wasn't pregnant. I let us down, we were supposed to be in love! The mom and dad of the new bundle of joy! We're supposed to show her the perfect picture of love!" Hermione was sobbing loudly now. This is what the men of the family had called 'Molly-Crying' it was a shouty-cry that contained expletives and incomprehensible mumbles, grunts and groans.

"I'm fine with it you know…" Ron added thoughtfully. "With us parting ways… I'll never leave Rosey, she'll always know I'm her daddy." Ron said pulling Hermione's attention and looking her in the eyes. "And I'll always be your best friend, if you want me to that is..." Ron said sincerely.

"I'll always love you Ronald. The father of my first born and one of my best friends." Hermione said leaning into his shoulder sniffling and hiccupping.

"You'll always be my first real love Hermione." Ron said as his kissed her temple and stood up heading towards the floo.

"Happy Anniversary darling." Ron said softly grabbing the floo powder.

"Happy Anniversary Ron." Hermione said as she watched him leave their home.

*Present* February 9, 2003

"How are you always right?" Ron exclaimed slapping the 10 galleons he lost to George, again.

"It's a gift and a curse, really Ron, had you no faith in Ang's abilities?" George said grabbing Ron's neck and messing up his already mangy hair.

Ireland had won, but only by 25, Krum had caught the snitch ending the game.

The Weasley clan had all come to support Angelina and they stayed to party and celebrate the big win.

"Mum, mum, mum, MUM!" FJ (Fred Jr) came running to his mother on the Quidditch pitch after the game.

"Brilliant game love" George said as he tried to swoop in for a kiss, only for her to 'dodge' him and kiss her cheek instead. This bothered George but, he didn't push it any further, this time.

The rest of the night was filled with loud Irish music, dancing and lots and lots of drinking.

George had gone to put all the children to bed, it took some time but Bill offered to help.

"So how are things?" Bill said to George as they made their way back to camp.

"You know Billy, I don't know…" George said softly kicking a rock in his path.

"What's going on?" Bill asked curiously, he had to stop because George had stopped behind him.

"She just… She just doesn't love me anymore…" George said sadly as he plopped on the ground.

"How do you figure?" Bill asked taking a seat next to him on the ground.

"She comes in late every night, 'falls asleep' on the couch," George said in air quotes. "She rarely kisses me on the mouth, we haven't shared a bed since Roxy was born…" George said quietly looking into his knotted hands.

"Have you talked to her about it?" Bill asked putting his arm around his shoulders.

"I've drawn divorce papers. I gave them to her tonight… She signed 'em." George said with tears in his eyes looking at his older brother.

"Do you still love her?" Bill asked sincerely but in all seriousness.

George stood up and thought about it, staring at his brother. When he seriously thought about it…

"No." He said but quickly added, "But she's my kids' mum. I love her in that way, I love how she is to them. But somewhere… our… it just…" George couldn't say it, he couldn't find the words… "I think she wanted to marry Fred…" He said finally, "I think she thought that in marrying me, she was still getting Fred, she only saw Fred, she never saw me…" George started getting those pre-cry breaths. "She never saw me Bill…" Bill saw that he was on the edge of a breakdown. Just as he was about to say something, a bushy haired mess of a woman came out, swearing up a storm as she drunkenly staggered out of the party tent.

"Oh THERE you two are!" Hermione slurred running to them, but mostly towards George. She tripped and fell straight into him. She was far more drunk than she let on, they stood there for a while, George holding Hermione to keep her from falling, though it didn't help. She had already fallen, a long time ago…

Bill notice how thick the atmosphere became, "I think I'll be grabbing Fleur and getting her to bed." He said walking slowly away with a grin growing on his face. "Have a gooooood night you two." Bill said, adding as much emphasis as he could to the 'good'

"I think you'll be just fine Georgie." Bill said to himself walking away.

"Sorry 'Orge" Hermione said hiccupping at him, then covering her mouth only to giggle and hiccup again. She repeated this movement twice more, George watched in amazement.

Merlin's pants she's beautiful. George thought to himself, still holding the drunk witch upright.

"Sorry, it just got to stuffy in there and Ronald!" She scoffed snuggling closer into George's embrace. He didn't mind it really, he had always enjoyed her company. Her face, smile, laugh, hell even when she was scolding us in school I always enjoyed getting a rise out of her… Complete turn on if you ask me! He thought with a smirk, breathing in her scent… Mmmm vanilla and…orchids?

"What did ickle-Ronnikins do now?" George said in his best baby talk. She only shook her head into his chest and grunted. This made George chuckle, but the chuckle soon turned into an outright belly laugh as he felt Hermione start to laugh too. They finally broke apart at this point and found some nice boulders in a small clearing away from the noise to sit on.

"You can tell me 'Mione, what's going on?" George said grabbing her hands.

"We're not together any*hiccup*more." Hermione said fighting back tears. I am FINE with this! Why am I crying! Body, why are you betraying me! She thought to herself, trying to calm down wiping her eyes.

"What?" George was shocked, he did NOT expect that, "What happened?" he said leaning in to wipe a stray tear from her cheek with the pad of his thumb he kept his hand there.

"We just weren't in love Georgie…" She replied softly leaning into his touch.

"I know the feeling love." George said stroking her soft pink cheek with his thumb.

"You and Ang?" Hermione said straightening up in shock. "When?"

"Tonight, officially." George unfolded the divorce agreement she had signed from his pocket to show her.

Hermione snatched the papers, looking from George to the papers and back to George she made the quickest life altering decision, she kissed him.

Hey! I hope you guys like the start of this story! I've got about 4 more chapters handwritten out so I'm slowly but surely getting them typed and uploaded! I like the idea of them ending up together. It's George! Or Fred I love them both! I'm thinking of writing a Triad story, it's been done LOADS of times but of course I'd like to try my own take on it! I enjoy all the others why not add another to the collection! Tell me what you think! Thanks again!