Discussions
Despite having both guys for best friends, Hermione Jean Granger was a girl mind you. So therefore she needed a female companion with whom she could discuss things that would be too awkward to discus with Harry and Ron. She'd had quite a time choosing this companion.
Immediately she ruled out all the girls in her year. They were all too silly and quite frankly irritably girly. After some more thought she finally landed on Ginny. She seemed to be the perfect candidate. She was logical, not childish nor overly girly, she would always tell the cold-hard truth and she was well on the way to knowing her much better.
To her thirteen year old mind, she had already made a friend, now the only part that remained was convincing Ginny.
It wasn't none too hard, as a week later Ginny had come to Hermione in her dormitory effectively waking her up from a dream where Crookshanks had finally eaten that God-awful rat.
"Sorry I woke you! You must have been having a great dream and now I've gone and-"
"I don't mind just tell me what's wrong." Looking as though she were fighting a battle with herself, she finally sunk down to Hermione's poster bed and defiantly avoided Hermione's eyes as she muttered 'Tom'.
"You're having nightmares?" Nodding as though ashamed she looked up with pleading eyes.
"You can come to me anytime."
"Really?"
"Yeah, I really need a female companion." Smirking, the redhead smiled sweetly.
"Tell me everything." Settling in for a long night, they talked until dawn came and both wet back to their respective beds. However Hermione couldn't sleep, she'd finally made friends with a girl, and as she was to learn in years to come, and created a friendship that only death could tear apart.
There it is, the first chapter, and this will not be a one-shot, so hopefully I'll be able to update soon.
Love,
Bluecherryonthheroof