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SOOO sorry everyone for not posting the epilogue sooner! I could have sworn that I had! It's only looking over my posted stories that I realized that I hadn't posted the epilogue as yet!

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Using Levicorpus Ginny moved a sleeping Hermione back to her room so that if the others came back they wouldn't find her half-naked, sleeping on the sofa. The redhead bathed and went to sit on the bed, watching the elder girl sleeping peacefully, a contented smile on her face.

Running her hands through Hermione's hair, Ginny smiled. Sure, she was confused as hell as to how her friendship had gone to attraction, then lust, and now love---but she didn't really care. She was happier here with Hermione than she'd been in a long time, and she wasn't about to let Hermione squirm out of this now that she'd finally admitted to herself why she hated Viktor Krum.

Oh well, she didn't hate him anymore. Nah. She pitied him. Because Hermione was hers now—even if she had to do a lot of convincing, pleading, bargaining and blackmailing to get the elder girl to move their relationship from 'pretend' to real.

Getting up from the bed, Ginny went and fed her family of animals downstairs, knowing that the moment Hermione got up she'd be embarrassed, and as a way to try and have some time alone to think things over the brunette would hole herself in the twins' room and wouldn't come out until she'd sorted out her thoughts and had a cure for the female Weasleys.

The only non-animal female Weasley was about to eat a grilled cheese sandwich when the door opened and the twins appeared, first trying to sneak in, but when they saw her raising an eyebrow at them, they sighed in defeat at their stealthiness letting them down yet again.

"You don't look that happy." Fred announced with a raised eyebrow, striding towards her and taking a half of her sandwich out of her hands, taking a big bite out of it.

"Hey!" Ginny cried out indignantly. "Do you mind?"

"Not really." George replied cheekily, stealing the half-eaten sandwich from Fred and finishing it with one large bite.

"I see you two drank our gift." Fred commented, eyeing the empty glasses. "So why are you still bitchy? You should have been sated and quite content."

"I knew you two put something in those drinks!" Ginny exclaimed victoriously, shaking her finger in the air. "What did you put in it? A love potion?" She blushed, remembering the last part of what he'd said. "A lust potion?"

"Nah, nothing that complicated." George smirked. "Fred can't even spell 'lust potion', much less brew one."

"Oi, I resent that!" Yet Fred was grinning like an idiot. "And I'll remind you that out of the two of us, I always got the better grades."

"You two flunked." Ginny reminded them flatly.

"My, what an observant little hatchling we have here." Fred smirked. "But tell me, birdie, which out of us flunked with better grades?" He puffed out his chest, beating it with his fist proudly. "It was this handsome piece of human-being here."

Ginny rolled her eyes, but try as she might, she couldn't fight the smile on her face. "Okay, okay. So if you didn't put a lust potion in that drink, what did you put?"

"That," George pointed to the glasses. "Was a mere relaxing potion."

Fred grinned roguishly. "But I'd love to hear why you thought it was a lust potion." His grin was like that of a Cheshire Cat. "And in detail." Jumping back when Ginny tried to slug him, the twin smiled madly at her before turning to his brother. "Oh Forge, our little Ginny has gone and become a woman!" He jumped back once more with a shriek as Ginny took another swing at him.

"Now, now, Ginny, don't kill him." George replied, grabbing her by the collar of her shirt when she rushed past him, trying to murder Fred.

"Thanks…" Fred bent with his hands on his knees, panting from his run to try and keep out of Ginny's murderous hands.

"I need him to sign over his part of Weasley's Wheezes over to me first." George continued in the same no-nonsense voice, yet his eyes were twinkling mischievously down at his little sister.

"Oi!" Fred cried, straightening immediately at that, grinning.

Placing his arm around Ginny's shoulders, George led her to the sofa while Fred finished the other half of her sandwich. "So, what's wrong? Why are you so tense?"

Sighing, Ginny leaned back against her brother. "Hermione's asleep now and I'm frightened about her reaction when she wakes up." She confessed softly. "She—I—we—made love."

Fred suddenly appeared on her other side, looking at her in interest, still chewing.

George rolled his eyes at his brother's dirty mind, realizing that something was truly bothering their little sister. "Correct me if I'm wrong, because I was never quite bright, but isn't making love supposed to relax you and not add to tension?"

Ginny sighed, realizing that it didn't make any sense to continue with the lie around the twins. "Hermione and I aren't really going out. We aren't even lesbians—I think." She groaned at their look of disbelief. "I'm telling the truth! When Ron told us that he was gay and was going to come out of the closet with Harry, Hermione and I didn't want mom to kill him, so to save Ron, we decided to pretend to be lesbians and a couple so we could overload mom with the shock and hopefully get her to not kill either of us."

Fred was about to make a wise-crack when he saw the misery etched on his sister's face and cursed, realizing that she wasn't pulling their leg. "You—you—you mean you and Mione were never really together?"

Ginny covered her face with her hands, nodding her head viciously.

George gulped. "And because of the potion we gave you two to help you relax after all the stress you've had to go through you two made love."

"With each other." Fred added, as if that was truly necessary.

Ginny groaned into her hands.

"And you're not really together." George gulped loudly, looking over his sister's head to his twin. "Gred, I think we just screwed up big time."

"And you want to know the irony of the whole situation?" Ginny pulled her hands from her face and continued on as if they hadn't said a thing. "I suddenly realized you guys were right. I am in love with Hermione. But after this I have no chance whatsoever with her in real life!"

"I—I wouldn't be so sure about that." A timid voice spoke from the doorway.

The three Weasleys jumped and turned as one to see, with eyes wide, Hermione standing in the doorway, looking at her feet nervously, a faint blush on her cheeks.

"Mione." Ginny gulped, body as stiff as a surfboard. "How much of that did you catch?"

"Enough." Hermione suddenly smirked. "You three were really noisy."

Not comforted by that answer, Ginny cleared her throat repeatedly. "Just for the record, I meant what I said." She hesitated before adding softly. "About everything."

Fred inched towards his twin, whispering to him. "Awww. They're just so cute."

Hermione's blush darkened at what Ginny said, she hadn't heard Fred's whisper. "Ginny, I--."

George pulled out a hanky from his pocket and dabbed his suspiciously moist eyes before holding it to his heart dramatically.

"I---." The brunette tried again. "I think you have a really good chance with me in real life." She ducked her gaze, shyness returning three-fold. "That is, of course, if you really--." She yelped in surprise when Ginny appeared in front of her and captured her lips with her own, silencing the rest of her sentence.

The twins looked at each other and sighed contentedly, watching the girls kiss before them. Fred stole George's hanky and wiped his own eyes, blowing into it and passed it back to his brother, who made up his nose in disgust, refusing to touch it.

"What?" Fred asked, confused as to why George wasn't taking the hanky back.

George shook his head at his brother before smiling happily at his sister and Hermione, as the girls finally broke apart and grinned broadly into each other's faces, shyly reaching for the other's hand.

Ginny smiled up at her brothers. "We're going to spend some time together. You two start working on a formula to get mum and the others back to normal."

The twins groaned in unison as the girls went back to Ginny's room.

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