Her name was Rhiannon. There was one word for her, beautiful. She had thick, ebony hair that came down to her waist. She always kept it down, and depending on how she was feeling that day, it would always have some color highlights in it. Currently, as I was staring at her unyielding beauty, it was black with dark green highlights, barely noticeable if you didn't look close enough. Oh, I was looking close enough, that's for sure. She was the object of my affection.
Her hair was my favorite, by far, but I loved the rest of her, too. From her perfect nose, and blinding green eyes, to her over-tall black Doc Martins with Rubber Ducky shoelaces.
She was pale. Not Draco Malfoy sickly pale. Just pale. It contrasted beautifully with her hair. I guess you could say she looked a bit like my "best friend" Harry Potter.
He's a different story though, one I would not care to get into, but if you behave, I might let you in. Here's a secret for you though…he is NOT my favorite person at the moment.
So you may be wondering, why I am talking about this absolutely enticing woman I have been staring at for the better part of an hour. Is it simply because I have nothing better to do? No, that's not it. Is it because I am completely, and totally obsessed with her? Yes, that seems closer to right.
What's not right is that I, Hermione Elizabeth Granger, Gryffindor Princess, bookworm extraordinaire, should not be infatuated with this beautiful work of art.
Yes, I'm sure you have put two and two together. This Gryffindor Princess likes women. No, I am not "bi" as most teenagers put it. Yes, two women can have sex without a dildo. And No, I am not just doing it for attention. I am a lesbian. If you don't like it, then why are you reading this intently? Why do you sit there with this fascinated look on your face?
This is just the beginning, and I'm sure you have realized, that I'm not about to give up on telling you my story. This is not a tragedy, nor is it horror. This is simply about me. I know…I'm a conceited little wench. Cry about it.
A/N-Hi guys, I'm back again…I guess. I'm most likely NOT finishing the other stories I have out. Sorry
This story is dedicated to all the Lesbians out there. YES, I am one of them, You don't like it, go read some narrow heterosexuals story about Harry and Hermione who get happily married with ten kids, laddee-fuckin-da...
Well yeah...I hope you like it, even though I'm a homo.
Bye!