Disclaimer: I'm not J.K. Rowling. I don't own Harry Potter or any characters.

Story: Short one. Takes place sometime after Book 2. Maybe Book 3.

Rating: Some kisses. Ginny/Hermione.

Feedback: Yes please!

Thanks: Becca for intro. Me into the crazy world of slash fic.





Hermione stalked into the library once again pissed off with Ron. She always seemed to be pissed off with him and she had no idea why. It was frustrating her and no matter how many times she tried to ignore it kept crawling back and biting her on the ass. She mostly went to the library for some solitude. Sure she had a mountain of books with her but most of the time she could barely flip the page she was so lost in thought. It was the only place for her to go and get away from the jeering of the Slytherins, to not have Ron yell at her for no reason at all. Most of the time when they fought he started most of them and they were over the most ridiculous things every time.

She walked into an aisle looking for a book. Not any in particular just something to distract her. She might even learn a new spell or two, which was always quiet fun. Plus it was always a blast, for her, to get spells right and know more than the rest of the class. She waked down the long aisles and saw a familiar girl at the end. Sitting in Indian style with a pile around her. She smiled when she recognized the girl as it was easy because of her flaming red hair. Though she'd noticed it wasn't as bright as it was at the beginning of the year. She crouched down across from Ginny saying hello.

'lo Hermione.'

'Need some help with something?'

'Maybe.'

'Anything in particular?' she asked picking up one of the books. 'How to Get the Extra Bonus Out of Magic, by J.K. Rowling. Hey I've heard of her books. They're pretty good.'

'Have you read her first book, 'Magick Moments'? It's got the most amazing spells. But most of them you need to do them in pairs. Like having an anchor. Someone who you trust beyond all who will bring you back into this world if you get lost in the other worlds. Or dimensions as she calls them.'

Hermione watched Ginny's eyes sparkle with delight as she spoke of the Magicks. She realized hers were probably sparkling too.

'I never knew you were so interested in that stuff.'

'What stuff?'

'The other dimensions. Do you really think they exist?'

'I do. I also think that You-Know-Who could be hiding in one of those dimensions. Preparing and waiting to come back into this dimension to attack Harry. Or others. . '

'Ginny, that wasn't your fault. It wasn't your fault Voldermort possessed you into killing those students.'

'I know it wasn't my fault. I feel so responsible for their deaths though. I know it was only a few years ago and I should get over it, but I can't. I can't sleep or eat or do anything without thinking of what I've done. None of the other students here hang around me because they think I'll be possessed again. Or think I still am.' She drifted over and tears began to slowly form. She rubbed her eyes.

Hermione placed her book on the floor and grabbed Ginny by the shoulders,' You know we don't think of you like that. We know you aren't possessed anymore or –'

'But they think I'm a murderer. No one commits those crimes like I did unless you have murderous thoughts in your mind. Why else do you think You- Know-Who chose me?'

'He chose you because he saw you as weak. As innocent. But you're not. You're a strong, clever girl. I mean, who else would've thought to do a spell where you'd go into another dimension to try and find Voldermort?' She whipped a tear off her cheek and smiled at her.

'You think it can actually be done? Will you help me?'

Hermione grinned. Ginny grinned back. Hermione felt her body lean closer to Ginny. They're bodies touched ever so slightly. Chests pounding within the fever of excitement of what were about to happen. She saw that sparkle in her eyes shine and seemed to dance with delight. Her lips smashed into hers and she closed her eyes. She dissolved as Ginny's tongue moved slowly into hers. A rush fell through her body. Feeling the warm sensation of Ginny kissing her made her whole body tingle. It was the most ecstatic feeling she'd ever had. She moved her hand from Ginny's shoulders and cradled it on her cheek. She felt Ginny's soft, small hands move up her body and around her neck resting on the bottom of her head. They sat there kissing for what felt like hours. Hermione felt as if her surroundings were mixing together creating a swirl of bright colours. Among them were shades of ungodly bright red. She ignored them, until she heard a loud crash. It felt like a set of fireworks settings off. Sending millions of colours into the sky.

She'd never felt this way. Not even about Ron Weasley. She wondered why she was thinking about Ron Weasley at this point when she was in a moment of complete bliss. The next thing Ginny was being pulled away from her. She tore her lips apart and straightened up opening her eyes. She blinked a few times and saw Ginny standing up with Ron next to her.

'What the devil do you think you were doing?!' Ron yelled. Pulling Ginny as far away from Hermione as he could.

'Calm down!' Ginny cried, releasing his grasp. Her eyes flew from Ron to Hermione. She locked her eyes with Hermione ignoring whatever Ron was yelling about.

'What's going on here?' the librarian asked standing next to Ron staring at the trio utterly confused. 'This is a place of quiet. You should know that.'

'I'm sorry. We were, talking and things got out of hand. We'll be more quiet.' Ginny managed.

Hermione stood up.

'But still, it'd be best if you three left now.'

The Weasley's walked out with Hermione in tow. Once they were in the Gryffindor common room Ron yelled his head off.

'What the fuck is your problem? What does this have to do with you?' Hermione finally cried out. 'This is none of your concern Ron!'

'This? What's this?' He asked waving his hands around. 'There is no this.'

'Hey! What's going on? What's the racquet?' Fred asked coming into the room with George and some of their friends. 'Oh. It's just Hermione and Ron yelling again. Will you two just shag and get it over with?'

'That's never going to happen.' Hermione shot back crossing her arms. The tone of her voice was so angry and formal it shock everyone into silence.

'I'm just joking. Geez, Herm.'

'Do you see me laughing?'

'You never had a sense of humour.'

'I only laugh when things are funny. That wasn't funny.'

'What's going on?' Harry asked coming down from the boys rooms. He saw the look between his best friends and Ginny and saw how angry Hermione was, hurt Ron was and confused Ginny was. Without saying anything Ginny ran up to the girls rooms about to cry. Hermione tore away from Ron's stare ad started to follow. Ron grabbed her arm holding her back.

'Don't you dare.'

She tore her arm off his grip and raced after her without even looking at Harry. In the girls dorms Hermione headed over to Ginny's bed.

'Ginny?' she asked softly.

She sobbed. 'Just leave me alone.'

'I can't.' she sat on the bed next to her. 'What happened…was the most amazing thing I'd ever done.'

'Well, congratulations. Glad someone came off great.'

'It was the most amazing thing I'd ever felt.'

'Oh sure. Like you haven't felt that way about Ron.'

'Well, I haven't. Not once. Ginny, I care about you.' After that kiss I just knew. I felt as if we made a connection. More stronger than anything. Didn't you feel anything?'

'It was like I was floating and spinning around in circles. Like colours swirling together and smashing into an explosion of flight.'

'That's how I felt.' She placed her hand on Ginny's and smiled.

'But what about Ron?'

'What about him?'

'Don't you care what he thinks?'

'Not really. He's not a part of us. It's just the two of us. You. And. Me.' She looked down. 'If you really want this.'

Ginny leaned in and touched her lips with Hermione's slightly lifting her head up in that kiss. She felt as kiss back. Then as quick as it'd started, Hermione ended it.

'I guess that means a yes then?' she smiled and kissed her again.