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READ THIS: Okay, some people just don't seem to get the meaning of FEM-SLASH. When I say that this has girl/girl content, and you don't like it, don't read and don't flame. Okay? I don't get why people STILL read it and flame.

IMPORTANT: This is a Ginny/Hermione based, hopefully SHORT story. There will be mentions of Ron/Harry and maybe even other relationships that border on slash or are completely slashy. Once more, I use this to tell you, if you don't like girl/girl or boy/boy relationships, run away NOW.

A/N: For all of you who have not left this story after the first two Notice's above, I'd like to welcome you to 'Wooing Hermione'. Please enjoy it and leave me a little review to let me know how you all are doing, and to give feedback, since it really helps me!

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"Hermione! I'm going to lose a brother!" Ginny exclaimed as she hurried into the Head Girl's compartments. Since Hermione had given her the password she was a regular visitor, and in times like these she didn't even bother greeting her bushy-haired friend. No, times like these called for her to run around, quite hysterical, before throwing herself on Hermione's bed.

The brown haired girl in the room made a face, worried. She looked up from the book she'd been reading and stared at Ginny's pale face. Ginny was usually a very quite and introverted person much like herself, so when she acted like this Hermione began expecting Death Eaters to burst out from the Dungeons. "What is it Ginny? Why do you say that you're gonna lose a brother?"

"Because Ron's gonna die." Ginny said in a whispery voice, pulling herself into a sitting position and looking at Hermione. Her face was abnormally pale and she hugged her knees to her chest, looking as if she were ready to faint.

By now Hermione's worry began to grow tenfold as she put away her book and sat up as well. "What do you mean Ron is going to die? Why is he going to die?" Thoughts of fatal illnesses and Death Eaters once more plagued her mind. There was a very steep downside to being the smartest witch in Hogwarts, and it was that she could come up with every horrible yet possible death that could befall her friends and those around her.

"Because mum's gonna kill him!"

That statement alone brought Hermione's dark and dismal thoughts to halt altogether. That didn't make any sense! Why would Mrs. Weasley kill her dearly beloved 'Ronniekins'?

Believing that Ginny was just exaggerating, Hermione placed calming hand on her shoulder, watching as her best friend's stiff body immediately relaxed at her touch. "C'mon Gin, your mother wouldn't kill Ron. Be serious. I fear for the Death Eater who tries to touch one of Ron's hairs." She tilted her head to her side and raised an eyebrow. "Tell me something. You haven't been drinking any of the Firewiskey Amanda Graham has hidden in her Chest, have you?"

"Of course not!" Looking quite hurt at that accusation and annoyed at how the conversation was straying from its original path, Ginny turned to look into Hermione's eyes. "Mione, Ron just told me something, today, after Quidditch practice." She frowned and looked away, worry evident in her brown eyes. "When mum finds out she'll kill Ron, or worse, disown him."

Remembering when, in their first year, Ron had told her she needed to get her priorities straight when she'd announced that getting expelled was worse than death, Hermione suddenly realized what he must have felt. "Gin, you're not making any sense. What did Ron tell you?"

"It doesn't matter if you tell anyone." Gin remarked dryly as she shook her head. "They're going to come out today." She then added in a doomsday voice. "Today my brother digs his own grave."

By then Hermione was more than a little curious about this horrible secret that Ron had been keeping from them. She also felt a little hurt at the fact that he'd kept something that was important from her. They were supposed to be best friends, and friends never kept secrets from each other. It wasn't as if she'd kept secrets from him. "What is it, Ginny?"

For a moment Ginny considering running out of the room, denying it, and then she sighed and shook her head in defeat. She looked at her best friend and bit the inside of her bottom lip, trying to figure out the best way to say it without being blunt, as was her nature, and shocking Hermione into the next century. "Ron, well, what he told me was, well, you see, he thought that I might understand him better than anyone else."

Ron had thought that his sister would understand him better than the girl who had fought besides him, whom had been his best friend since their first year in Hogwarts? Hermione, now completely insulted, frowned darkly. When she found out this secret she'd probably help Mrs. Weasley kill Ron, just because he had kept it from her.

"Ron said, Ron, well, you see." Ginny cleared her throat and scratched behind her neck. She continued debating on all the ways she could say this, then, realizing that there wasn't any soft way of putting this, she closed her eyes tightly. "Ron has a boyfriend."

"So?" Hermione asked, and then the word boyfriend sunk in, causing her mouth to fall open and for her to gasp. "Merlin. It isn't Longbottom, is it? Because I told him that while Longbottom was slightly cute that he shouldn't have a crush on someone who was completely straight and even if he did get with him, that Longbottom would probably blow him up accidentally before their second date."

Ginny's mouth fell open as brown eyes widened. "You mean to tell me that you knew that my brother was gay?"

"Since last year." Flicking a curl behind her shoulder, Hermione got into a comfortable position. "Come on Ginny, you must have realized it before now."

"NO!" Hiding her face in her hands, she shook her head, giving a little groan. "I had no idea!"

"Oh." The silence grew as Hermione bit her bottom lip and Ginny groaned into her hands. "So, who is his boyfriend?"

"Harry." Came the groan.

"Really?" Jumping up in bed, Hermione gave a little squeal, twirling around and falling back to the bed. "They actually told each other about how they felt?"

Feeling more clueless by the moment, Ginny was able to pull her hands away from her face enough to nod. "Yesterday. Ron said that I was the first one that he wanted to tell because he believed that I was the most open-minded of our family." Scratching her eyebrow, the redhead sighed. "I nearly fainted. My brother and the Boy-Who-Lived-To-Become-My-Brother-In-Law." Throwing herself back against the bed, Ginny shook her head violently. "Mum's going to kill him so dead when he tells her!"

Suddenly realizing this, Hermione's smile disappeared and she sat up again, stiffly straight. "You're right. Ron hasn't come out before because he was frightened about how his mother would take it." A headache began rocking her mind, but she just placed a hand to her forehead and continued thinking. "Ginny, we've got to do something to help Ron."

"Counseling?"

"No. No. We have to do something so that you mum doesn't kill him, or how you put it, or worse, disown him." Tapping a finger against her lip, Hermione sighed. "But what?"

"We could help them hide the relationship from our family for as long as they can." Ginny winced at the glare that Hermione sent her way. Obviously she hadn't liked the idea. With a frown Ginny didn't want Hermione to think that she was kidding around and not being serious. From all the years that they'd been friends she'd realized that there was nothing that Hermione didn't like as much as a Luna Lovegood.

Hermione sighed with frustration and looked away. It would seem that Ginny's little comment had annoyed her and she'd stopped asking for her help, and was trying to think of something on her own.

Feeling hurt, Ginny frowned and narrowed her eyes. She could think too! She was just in shock, that's all! "Well, the only thing that might keep mum from disowning Ron and calling him the black sheep of the family and complete failure, is if she had another gay child, and while I wonder about Percy sometimes I can't bet upon his sexuality or even if he was I don't think he'd come out only to help Ron."

Suddenly a smile appeared on Hermione's face as she turned to look at Ginny as if for the first time. "Ginny, you are a genius!"

"I am?" Narrowing her eyes in surprise, Ginny didn't know why she was such a genius, but if Hermione thought so then she would be happy.

"Your mum wont be able to do anything drastic because two of her children are going to go home for vacations with their partners and tell her that they are gay."

Ginny smiled at the idea, it would be perfect. She then looked at Hermione, eyes wide. "Percy has a boyfriend?"

Closing her eyes momentarily, Hermione shook her head. "I don't know if Percy has a boyfriend, last I knew he had a girlfriend."

Frowning once more, Ginny tilted her head to the side. "Then who is the other Weasley who is gay?"

"You."


"What?" Ron announced in surprise as Harry sputtered with laughter where he sat. Looking around to make sure that no one had heard his little outburst, Ron blinked. "Have the two of you gone bloody crazy? Do you realize what you're telling me?"

"Oh, shut up Ron, we're doing this for you." Hermione announced as she glared at Harry for his laughter. "I'm your friend and Ginny's your sister, we both love you—and Harry—and we want to help you when you tell your mum."

"We love you two as well, but Mione, Gin, you have to realize that this is over your heads." Harry announced, finally getting over his laughter and sharing a look with Ron. "You can't fake a gay relationship." Reaching for his boyfriend's hand he squeezed it before continuing. "You have to have this chemistry, look at you two, no one is going to believe that the two of you are a couple!"

Ginny frowned, not liking being told that she couldn't do something. "And why not? I'm a good actress."

Ron smirked creepily like Malfoy. "Look at Harry and I." He raised the hand that they were holding, at how they were sitting together in the loveseat, leaning towards the other. "Look at you two." He motioned to how they were sitting in chairs at separate sides of the loveseat, a whole universe between them.

Harry nodded. "My new mum would never believe you, and worse, the school wouldn't either."

Ginny frowned deeper, sending Hermione a little glance. "Well, we'll sit together next time?"

"Right." Hermione quickly agreed.

Ron gave a little laugh. "It'd take more than sitting together to fake a relationship!" Seeing their blank looks, he sighed and shook his head. "Ginny, Mione, you two have had one relationship—heterosexual—in the past. Okay, Hermione had a brief affair with the Quidditch hunk and Ginny had a brief fling with a Hufflepuff. What did you two do with your lovers?"

"Lover is such a strong word." Hermione announced carefully, suddenly seeming very uncomfortable.

Seeing Ron's smirk growing, Ginny growled. "Just get on with what you were saying!"

"Okay, okay." Ron announced. "What I'm saying is that you'll have to hold hands, look deep into each others eyes, give long sighs…Kiss."

Hermione gulped very loudly. "I hadn't thought about that little aspect." Turning to Ginny she frowned deeply, biting her bottom lip. "Maybe they are right."

"I can't believe you're frightened." Sick of her brother's smirk, Ginny shot up. "You'd fight the Dark Lord but you're frightened about a little fake kiss?"

"I am not frightened." Hermione announced, getting up and narrowing her eyes at her best friend, not realizing that she had grabbed the attention of people in the common room. "I am not afraid of anything, especially not of something like that!"

"Ya, of course." Ginny snorted.

Ron and Harry exchanged glances as they watched the interaction, and the whispers the fight was generating. No one knew what had started the fight, but they were all interested in seeing how the fight between the best friends would end.

"I am not."

"Of course you are, you're image has always been the most important thing for you." Ginny announced, folding her arms over her chest. "Don't be such a prude."

Hermione's mouth fell open. "What? That's all a lie! I am not a prude and my image is not the most important thing for me!"

Harry raised an eyebrow while Ron leaned forwards in the loveseat, face expressionless.

"Prove it then." Ginny announced defiantly, with her hands on her hips. "I dare you."

Ron had expected Hermione to sputter out an insult and leave to go to her room.

Harry had expected Hermione to hex Ginny horribly right there and then.

And the group listening in didn't know what to expect but they were watching with excited expectancy.

But what no one expected was for Hermione to narrow her eyes with determination and with reflexes a Quidditch Seeker would envy, reach for Ginny and pull her towards her until she bumped into her. Ginny went stiff with surprised when Hermione's arms went around her waist and pulled her straight against her and when her mouth descended on hers with fury.

The only reason that she didn't relax was because she was in shock. Not in shock that Hermione had grabbed her and was kissing her in front of the whole Gryffindor Common Room, but in shock because her mouth was working against Hermione's lips with as much fury as the other girl.

Sensations that she'd never known existed rushed through her body as she ran her tongue against Hermione's bottom lip and heard the little groan, felt her shake and her dominant role slip slightly. Ginny had never liked kissing, had never understood why people liked exchanging saliva. It had been a watery, messy thing that bordered on disgusting…but this kiss was different, it was exciting.

When Hermione pulled away Ginny's felt her heart harden slightly. She didn't want the kiss the end, and the realization shook her to the core. Yet she managed to keep the resentful expression off her face when Hermione took a step back. Her face was beautifully flushed yet her eyes were smugly proud.

Ron's mouth was open.

The people in the room whispered in surprised tones.

Harry watched her thoughtfully.

Feeling slightly confident at the now submissive and slightly embarrassed Hermione, who had sunk back into her seat and was looking at the floor as the whispers rose, Ginny sent a glare in the direction of those watching. "What? You've never heard a couple arguing before? Mind your own business!"

Turning to Ron when everyone had turned away rapidly, fearful of her wrath, Ginny smirked and since she was lighter, and feeling cheeky, she surprised everyone by sitting on Hermione's lap and flinging an arm around her shoulder.

Giving Hermione's beet red cheek a kiss, she smirked at the boys. "So, did we pass the test?" She asked in a softer voice, wondering why Hermione had tensed beneath her.

"Welcome to the gay side, little sister." Ron announced with a smile. "You're plan might actually work. You two looked like a real couple! The kiss was convincing…not to mention the fight. For a moment I actually thought that you two were a couple from a long time before and were using this as an excuse to come out!" Turning to Harry, he laughed. "Mum is going to have a heart attack! Next week, here we come!"


Turning off the light Hermione was glad that she was the Head Girl, and had her own room. After her little kiss with Ginny, people had been asking her question after question, like Lavender Brown, or had been congratulating her for coming out and fighting for the woman she loved, like Neville. Lavender had also wanted to know how long Ginny and Hermione had been going out in secret, how they had the courage to come out because even though male/male relationships were more acceptable, lesbian relationships weren't. She'd also asked Hermione how she'd known that what she felt for Ginny was more than friendship. It would seem that Lavender was going through something similar with Padma, her best friend's sister.

Shaking her head, Hermione laid in bed, looking up at the ceiling. Running her tongue across her bottom lip like Ginny had done she shivered and closed her eyes. They'd sent the owl to Mrs. Weasley, and now they were waiting on her howler tomorrow morning.

With a sigh Hermione fell asleep, never realizing that she did so with her fingers against her lips and a smile on her face