You Were On My Mind by WeasleyForMe

Happy Valentine's Day! George has Hermione on his mind. Does she feel the same way he does about the kisses they shared?

Thanks to remuslives (a fellow Weasley twin enthusiast and fantastic author) for beta-reading this for me!

Thanks for the reviews!!!! Here is part two! I hope you enjoy it!

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Chapter Two

Hermione woke up on Saturday to find that her roommates had decorated the room with red paper cupids that flew around spraying perfume everywhere. "Great," she mumbled to herself as she got out of bed. "What a perfect way to start the most annoying day of the year."

As Hermione showered and prepared for a day of studying alone in the library, her thoughts began to wander. This day would have been fine if things had turned out well with Ron, but she just couldn't make herself fall in love with him. They were too different for that, but they did make excellent friends. Almost as soon as she had turned him down, he began to date Lavender. Hermione was very tired of hearing her roommates talk about how amazing Ron and Lavender's dates were.

Then there was the whole problem with George. Now George wasn't even talking to her. Just the though of him made Hermione feel very warm and giddy. After only two kisses, she was nearly convinced that he liked her, but she had gone and made a fool of herself. She began to wish that Harry had never dared George to kiss her in the first place.

After she was dressed, she grabbed her books and headed out to the common room which was filled with couples snogging and laughing together. Hermione rolled her eyes and headed for the portrait hole just as Ginny called after her.

Hermione turned and saw Ginny hastily tuck a letter into her pocket. "Where are you going, Hermione?"

"I'm going to the library. I'm already sick of this holiday, so I'm going somewhere to avoid all of the couples," Hermione told her friend. "Shouldn't you be off somewhere with Harry?"

Ginny had the decency to look somewhat guilty. "Well, yes, I'm planning on seeing him later. But Hermione, perhaps you shouldn't spend the day alone. I know things didn't work between you and Ron, but we still want you around."

Hermione just shook her head. "My guy problems are so far beyond me and Ron that I don't even want to talk about it." With that said, Hermione left the common room. She didn't notice the particular glint of mischief in Ginny's eyes or the way her friend headed toward the floo connection.

Once Hermione got herself situated in the library, she could hardly concentrate on any of her schoolwork. All she could think about was the day it all started. She never imagined that George's kisses could be so sweet. She always figured that Fred and George were the kind of guys who would either slobber all over a girl or move way too fast. Ever since the end of August, her opinion was drastically changed. She had been spending too much time since the beginning of the school year wondering what George was up to and if he was having fun at work.

As her thoughts wandered further, Hermione groaned and covered her face with her palms. She still couldn't believe her audacity at the Weasley's Christmas party. Had she really positioned mistletoe over George and then pulled him down for a kiss? Yes, she really had. This fact had Hermione mentally mortified. The kiss must have been terrible for George for it to warrant such an awful letter in response to the one she sent him. That night, she had ruined any chance she would ever have with George Weasley.

Hermione sat like that for awhile, with her head in her hands. She didn't feel like eating lunch, so she remained in the library alone. Late in the afternoon, while she was offhandedly taking notes from her Potions text, she heard Ginny whisper her name. Hermione turned to see her friend standing with a look of concern on her face.

"Ginny, what's wrong?" Hermione asked.

"Well, there's an issue in the common room, and I was hoping you'd help me take care of it. I'm not as good at being a Prefect as you were last year," Ginny answered anxiously.

Hermione stood and began to shove things into her bag. "Is anyone hurt? Do we need to find Professor McGonagall?"

"Nobody is hurt…" Ginny said. Then she added, "Yet…"

"I don't follow you, Gin," Hermione said confusedly, as she was being pulled out of the library by her elbow.

"Don't worry, just walk…quickly," Ginny answered. Her face began to change from fretful to pleased as they neared the portrait hole that led to the common room.

Hermione finally put her foot down. "Ginny, just tell me what's going on!"

"Go see for yourself," Ginny said as she grinned and thrust Hermione into the common room. Hermione lost her footing after she was shoved, and she began to trip over the carpet. She staggered forward until she landed against something solid and warm. She looked up into the green eyes of George Weasley.

"Hermione, fancy meeting you here," he whispered as his eyes sparkled. He managed to keep her upright by wrapping an arm around her waist. George felt like he had been waiting a very long time to touch her. He grinned down at her.

His grin immediately put Hermione on the defensive. She pulled out of his grasp and noticed that his grin disappeared. She glanced around the common room only to find that they were completely alone. A scowl was slowly beginning to appear on Hermione's face. George started to realize that this was going to be more difficult than he originally expected.

"Why are you here?" Hermione asked briskly.

George's brow creased and he began to play with the hem of his dress shirt. Maybe this was a bad idea. He drew a breath to answer when Hermione began talking again.

"Are you here to see me? On Valentine's Day?" she asked. George nodded his head and tried to speak, but he was cut off again. "I don't see why you'd come here for me, and frankly, I don't feel like dealing with you right now. You already made it clear that our kisses were not as meaningful to you as they were to me. I shouldn't have wasted my time writing to you at Christmas, and I sure as hell won't be wasting my time on you today. So…jog on, George Weasley!" Hermione turned away from him in a huff and started for the portrait hole. She was going to kill Ginny.

"Wait, please," George said as he grabbed her hand. Hermione turned back to face him with a determined look. "I only want five minutes of your time." Hermione raised an eyebrow and studied his face. He really was extremely handsome, and if she wasn't careful this could end badly for her. He was definitely the kind of guy who could end up with a fan-club of pathetic girls following him around. She didn't want to turn into a useless, gushy girl.

"Just hear me out, please, Hermione," he pleaded. "Otherwise getting Ginny to open the floo connection for me would have been a complete waste of time. And you know how Ginny gets."

Hermione had to try very hard not to smile. It was true; Ginny would be furious if Hermione wouldn't listen to him. "Fine. Five minutes. Begin," she told him as she crossed her arms.

George returned to smiling again. "Well, um… I've been thinking about you a lot lately," George began. He looked truly nervous. "Well, not just lately actually. Hermione, I've been thinking about you since August."

Hermione's eyes widened a slight bit. "August?"

George swallowed the lump in his throat. "Yeah, pretty much since we kissed. And it only got worse after you pulled that stunt with the mistletoe on Christmas Eve."

Hermione blushed an embarrassed pink. "About that…. I don't know what came over me. I'm really sorry that this ordeal has been bothering you for so long… months really. I wish I could take it back."

George looked puzzled. "I absolutely don't want you to take it back. It hasn't been bothering me in a bad way. Actually, I've been replaying the kisses over and over in my mind, ready to hurt myself for writing you that letter."

After a few moments, Hermione asked, "George, what are you trying to say?"

George ran a nervous hand through his red hair and sighed. "What I'm trying to say is, well, I rewrote a new response to your letter. You know, the one where you said you really enjoyed our kisses and wanted to try it again sometime."

Hermione's heart froze. She didn't think she was ready for this, but she whispered, "I remember."

"May I read it to you?" George asked very quietly.

Hermione took a shaky breath and slowly nodded her head.

George reached into his pocket and pulled out a piece of parchment which had been folded and unfolded many times and was covered in his messy handwriting. He cleared his throat and began to read:

"Dear Hermione,

Thanks for the letter. It was wonderful to see you last week on Christmas Eve. I don't really know where to begin, so I'll just jump right in. It's really a relief to know that you aren't interested in dating Ron. It would be quite unpleasant to have a crush on my brother's girlfriend. Furthermore, Ron would most likely try to kill me in my sleep if he knew I found you so cute and interesting. But anyway, in response to your letter, I have found your kisses to be more than pleasing on both occasions. I agree with you wholeheartedly, and if you were here right now, I would recommend that we give it another try immediately. I can't get your lips out of my mind. Your strawberry lip gloss has driven me to distraction at work, and Fred's starting to get annoyed with my lack of concentration. I feel that the only way to remedy this is for us to snog each other senseless next time we are together. Anyway, I just wanted to tell you, when I woke up this morning, you were on my mind. I'm sure you'll remain there until I can see you again.

Yours, George"

George slowly folded up the parchment and tucked it back into his pocket. He nervously glanced at Hermione's face. At some point during the letter, she had stopped moving. The fingers on her right hand were lightly covering her lips, and left hand was over her heart. Her eyes were locked tightly on his own, making it difficult for him to breathe.

George ran his hands through his hair as he waited for her to say something. After a few minutes, when she still hadn't spoken, he dropped his hands to his sides. "Well, that's really all that I came here for. I guess I'll be going. Happy Valentine's Day, Hermione."

As George turned toward the fireplace, he heard Hermione say, "You're leaving? But I'm right here."

He turned back to face her with a questioning look on his face. She had dropped her hands to her sides and she looked less stunned.

"You just said that if I were with you, you would recommend that we give the kisses another try," she informed him.

George's heart stopped. "Is that what you want to do?"

"I thought I made that perfectly clear in December," she said as she tapped her toe.

In an instant, George was back across the common room scooping Hermione into his arms. She smiled at him as her arms found their way around his neck. He bent his head until his lips met hers, and he was overjoyed to find she still wore the strawberry lip gloss. Her lips, her body and her fingers were exactly as he remembered. Her hands were in his hair and her lips were trailing down his neck. George thought his entire body was going to catch fire. Soon her lips returned to his, and he was convinced he would be thoroughly snogged to death.

For Hermione, this was the feeling she'd wanted to recapture since August. For months she'd been foolishly convinced that George felt nothing for her, but now it was obvious that she was wrong. His body was perfect against hers, and she never wanted to let him go.

After awhile, Hermione released his lips and whispered, "You've been on my mind, too. Happy Valentine's Day, George."

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AN: There you have it... my sappy little romantic treat for Valentine's Day! Hope you liked it! Please Review!