"Molly, I'm worried. Were they supposed to take this long?" I said, anxiously, looking out the window of the burrow. "They'll... be fine, I'm sure of it." She says unconvincingly. 

Just then, a loud noise sounded in  the garden. Harry and Hagrid, soaking wet. We rush out and Ginny and I embrace Harry. A dread seeps over me. This is the real Harry, I realize as he doesn't change into anyone. 

He wasn't supposed to be back first. It was supposed to be Ron and Tonks, then Arthur and Fred. Just then, Remus and George apparate. I smile and walk towards him, but then i stop.

I gasp. Remus is supporting George, who is covered in blood. Harry rushes to support him on his other side and I run into the house, breathing heavily. I grab bandages and other supplies and hand them to Molly. 

I sit by her and hold Georges hand. I see Remus turn around and point his wand at Harry. "Remus!" I exclaim in horror. He asks Harry a strange question and then I understood. They were onto them from the very beginning. He wanted to make sure that Harry was the real harry. 

I turn back to George. His eyes are closed and I choke back a sob. He is so pale, like death. I hear commotion outside and I know the others are arriving. 

I hear Arthur and Fred come in and Fred sits down beside me. Molly finishes patching him up . "Hey Georgie, how are you?" Fred says. 

His eyes open a little. "Saint like." He replies with a pained smile. "Come again?" Saint like, I'm holey, geddit Fred?" Fred chuckles softly. "In the whole world of ear related humor and you go with "I'm holey?" Pathetic." 

I laugh softly. Everyone goes into another room. I however, stay with George. The moment we are alone, I burst into tears, laying my head on his stomach.

"Oh my gosh, George! I thought you were going to die!" I sob. He puts his arm on my back. I take a deep breath and I sit up, looking at him. 

"I can't let you die, George. You mean too much to me to...I wont let you go, George." "Hey" He says, looking at me. "I'm gonna live, you don't have to worry." I nod. 

"But I do, George. You are my best friend." He nods. I wipe away my tears and sit up. "I'm so glad that you're okay, George." I say. 

I smile and go into the other room. Maybe, one day. Maybe one day I decide. One day I'll tell him that I love him.

TIME SKIP BROUGHT TO YOU BY NONE OTHER THAN GEORGE'S MISSING EAR... moving on

"Morning." I hear from the kitchen. I poke my head around the corner, seeing George smirking and Harry and Ginny looking incredibly embarrassed. 

"George, leave them alone." I step out so they can see me. "What do you think of my dress?" I ask. 

I am wearing the dress I bought for the wedding, a deep emerald green dress with a gold and green petal skirt. 

George's jaw drops slightly. I laugh at his expression. "You like?" I say, coyly. "Uh,,yeah. I do." He says, blushing slightly. 

I giggle and go back upstairs, swaying my hips just a little bit in the process. 

I hear a low whistle and I blush, going onto the room I am sharing with Hermione and Ginny, shrugging off the dress and hanging it back up. 

I slip into a pair of jeans and a shirt, looking in the mirror and smiling. I know, at the wedding, I'm gonna tell him. He is going to see just how beautiful I am. He is going to have his jaw drop.

TIME SKIP (again) BROUGHT TO YOU BY EXTENDABLE EARS (maybe one of those could replace...um moving on)

I walk in with Hermione and sit down. I spent hours doing my makeup and getting my jewelry on just right. 

My hair is done up in an elegant bun, with soft curls falling down to frame my face. I sit down. I can feel George's eyes on me. 

I pay attention to the ceremony, but every once in a while, I can feel the gaze of a certain headed guy staring at me. 

Finally, we get up and the floor is transformed so we can dance. I smile and make my way over to Hermione. 

I hear someone come up behind me and I turn around. George is standing there, behind me, holding his hand out for me to take it. 

"Hey, Want to dance with me?" I grin at him and take his hand. "Of course, George." Its a slow dance, so I wrap my arms around his waist. 

"So, how do I look, George?" He pulls me in closer. "You look outstanding, better than everyone." I sigh happily. "Thank you, George." 

He pulls me in closer and I whisper in his ear. "You know, I think that youre missing ear makes you look all sexy.. You know, battle scars. Its kinda hot." He laughs.

"You think me sexy?" I grin and press my lips onto his. "Does this answer your question?" I whisper into his ear after I pull away. 

He smirks. "I don't know, lets try it again." I laugh and kiss him once more. After breaking for air, I lead him out into the garden. I look back and smile, holding his hand.

"It was our sixth year. You took me to yule ball. It was just as friends, but that was when I realized that I wanted more."

He takes my hands and places them on his waist. "I've wanted to kiss you for a long time." I smirk and pull him in."Well, lets make up for lost time."