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A second chance to get it right	By : KusanoSaku Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Hermione/Fred Views: 6058 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own the Harry Potter franchise so I'm not making any money writing this. If I did, Ginny would have died instead of Fred.

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Title: A second chance to get it right
Pairings: Fremione, SeamusxGeorge, DennisxAstoria, BillxFleer, OliverxPercy, ViktorxCharlie and references to DracoxHarryxBlaise, MichaelxGinny and RonxLavender
Rating: M
Summary: Side-fic to Be Careful What You Wish For. Follows Fremione and SeamusxGeorge’s second chance at love. The rebirth of WWW and their growing families.
A/N: I'm sorry! I swore I posted this already but I couldn't find it...

Prologue

For the last week it had been flowers. Hermione woke to find one on her pillow, one in the bathroom, one beside a plate in the kitchen and one in her office. The flower was always accompanied with its meaning and a reflection on it.
Hermione slipped out and visited Flourish and Blotts where she purchased a book on flower meanings.
The first had been an Agapanthus…
It did mean love letter.
Fred Weasley was writing her a letter in flowers?
Alyssum…
Worth beyond beauty.
Alstroemeria…
Devotion
Aster…
Patience…
Baby’s breath…
Everlasting love.
Bluebell…
Constancy.
Bougainvillea…
Passion.
Cactus…
Ardent love
Pink carnation…
I will never forget you.
White carnation …
Sweet and lovely.
Celandine…
Joys to come.
Chervil…
Sincerity
Chrysanthemum…
Truth.
Clove…
I have loved you and you have not known it.
White clover…
Think of me.
Daffodil…
New beginnings.
Euphrobia…
Persistence.
Forsythia…
Anticipation.
Heliotrope…
Devoted affection.
White hyacinth…
Beauty.
Ivy…
Fidelity.
Jonquil…
Desire.
Lily of the valley…
Return of happiness.
Linden…
Conjugal love.
The meanings were the same as those written in Fred’s own hand.
Shyly, Hermione chose her response.
Peach blossom…
I am your captive.
Camellia…
My destiny is your hands.
Cyclamen…
Timid hope.
Flax…
I feel your kindness.
Mignonette…
Your qualities surpass your charms
Petunia…
Your presence soothes me.
Plum…
Keep your promises.
Stephanotis…
Happiness in marriage.
Vetch…
I cling to thee.
The translation would be.
I accept. Treat me well. I hope you are honest. Keep your promise. I’ve felt your concern and care. I care more for the inner you then the mask. Name the day.
Hermione left the bouquet pinned to Fred’s door.
XoooooX
The arrangements had been made, Liam his personal elf had taken their belongings to Atlantia and Blaise had gifted him with a portkey. He’d cornered George after work and asked him if he would go with him somewhere.
A still sulky George reluctantly agreed.
Seamus touched the portkey and they were dragged by the naval across Britain over the Channel and to Greece once more.
George blinked at him, “Where are we?”
“The resort that Blaise owns the land to. He thought we needed time away and the frotting is great but we both want more. I want to do this properly.”
“So that’s what the whispering and the kiss was about.” George grumbled seeming a bit mollified.
Seamus kissed him hard, “Ya think I’d actually go after him? He’s Harry’s. I’ve got my sights set on a spunky redhead not some Veela.”
George groaned.
Seamus slid his hands beneath George’s shirt, tracing circles on his bare stomach. “Trust me. I’m only interested in you.”
He was rewarded with a gasp. “Yes…please…you know I want this…”
Seamus tore the clothes off them both, tumbling George into bed.
Naked…they’d never been naked together. George was sure that Seamus had never seen him naked…what if he didn’t like what he saw?
“You’re more than I imagined...” Seamus muttered, kissing him. Rubbing his own erection against George’s, “Do you have any idea how long I’ve wanted you? If I’d had any idea you wanted me back…you would never have slept alone…”
George gasped with each thrust; it felt better to do this without clothes. The only sexual contact they’d had before was frotting and they’d been wearing clothes.
“I want to come inside you.” Seamus said against his throat, his thrusts stopping abruptly.
George panted, “Please…”
Seamus was too impatient to prepare George physically so he settled for magically. Casting spells to ready George for the physical connection they’d both longed for.
George cried out as Seamus sunk into his body, “Waited so long…”
Seamus groaned, “No more waiting…”
They rocked together, kissing and touching everywhere.
Seamus fucked George slowly through two orgasms before the older man passed out beneath him.
He chuckled to himself, “I forgot how exhausted one could get their first time.” he nuzzled George’s neck, perfectly happy to stay the way he was.

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