"Fuck." She whispered, looking into the mirror. The person who was in that mirror was something she really didn't want to see. Ginny had never been happy with the sex she had been born with and today was no different. Why had there been a mistake when she was born. Why did she have to be one of the most beautiful girls at school and she'd rather be going out with the most beautiful girl at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It wasn't that Ginny was gay or anything, she was transgendered.
She believed that she was supposed to have been born a guy.
"Today's the day." She whispered, the day where she would finally come out of the closet and tell someone, anyone. Not her parents yet, but someone. Then it occurred to her, Hermione Granger would be the perfect person to tell. Over the course of the past couple of years, she and Hermione had grown close and Hermione would accept her, hopefully. It also didn't help that Ginny had a crush on Hermione.
"Hermione… I need to talk to you." She said at breakfast and Hermione looked at her with those beautiful brown eyes.
"Okay." Hermione excused herself from the table and followed Ginny into her room.
"Is everything okay?" Finally came out of Hermione's mouth, as she looked at Ginny pacing around her bedroom, the bedroom the two of them shared.
"No, Hermione, there's something I need to tell you, something you should have known a long time ago." Ginny whispered.
"Ginny." Hermione began but Ginny help up her hand to silence her and continued to speak.
"Hermione, I'm not a girl… or at least I shouldn't be one."
"Ginny, you don't need to tell me this." Tears were falling freely out of Hermione's eyes as she said this and Ginny leaned over and hugged her.
"Yes I do, Hermione. You need to know the truth that no one else knows. Whoever created me made a mistake when he made me. He gave me the wrong parts." Hermione nodded.
"Ginny, I already know. I've seen you late at night wearing the twins' clothes and Ron's clothes. I've heard you talking in your sleep." She'd known all this time.
"Why didn't you say anything?" Ginny questioned, talking instead to her knees because she couldn't look Hermione in the eye.
"You were going to tell me when you were ready." Hermione answered her, confidence brewing in her eyes and she was looking right at Ginny. "Today was the day that you were ready." Hermione now hard her arm around Ginny and was gazing at her.
"I'm happy that you told me."
"I'm going to need to tell my family." Horror went through Ginny's veins as she said that and then watched as Hermione shook her head.
"You don't need to tell them now. It took enough courage for you to tell me."
"But I want to start transitioning." Ginny complained.
"You can do that without them knowing. They'll just think you're a tomboy and since you have all brothers, it won't surprise them."
"Thanks, Hermione." Ginny whispered.
"Thanks for telling me the truth." Ginny didn't know how long she and Hermione hugged but it comforted her and she felt like a weight had been taken off her shoulders. Hermione accepted her for who she truly was and Ginny appreciated it.
"How do you think Harry's going to take it?" She finally asked, as it got really quiet.
"He really likes you, Gin. But I'm sure after the shock wears down, he'll be fine with it." Ginny nodded and stood up, exiting Hermione's embrace.
"Come on, let's go and finish breakfast." Ginny told her friend. Hermione stood up and her face was unreadable.
"Okay." She answered and followed Hermione out of the room. They sat back at the table and joked around. Nobody at the table except for Ginny and Hermione knew what was actually going on.
A/N- if you review saying you like it, I'll continue on with the story. I know that this is kind of sensitive for some people and I apologize but this is my story and I'm going to write it the way I want to. Once again, please leave a good review and tell me maybe what I should include in the next chapter. This is pretty much a reader decides the story type thing.