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Ginny awoke from her restless sleep early Saturday morning as she stared out of the large window next to her bed she saw the sun had yet to make an appearance. She had been dreaming about Hermione again it was now only a shock if she didn't invade her dreams. Although she enjoyed the dreams at the time well more than enjoyed them be it just Hermione sitting across from her at a table with all the little mannerisms that drove Ginny mad or a dream of finally being able to kiss her to run her fingers through her hair and sweep her of her feet they always made Ginny feel worse in the morning. Eventually it became like torture as her sleep was filled with images taunting her reminding her of what she would never have.
After half an hour of frustrated tossing and turning she decided to admit defeat and accept the new day. Grudgingly she slid out of bed taking care not to wake any of her room mates she gathered her things and headed to the girls showroom.
As Ginny opened the showroom door she was shocked by the noises that met her. Curiosity took the better of her and she proceeded silently towards the source. She could hear the end shower running and another noise from inside it sounds like … it sounds like sum ones having sex in the shower this thought set Ginny's mind racing who and with who I cant believe it. Agenst her better judgement she continued to follow her curiosity towards the end cubical. She could hear the rhythmic sound of the moaning growing increasingly louder. As she was listening Ginny found herself not only intrigued but horny listening to this was turning her on. Then suddenly they stopped ginny just made out a faint sigh then silence. Panicking she slid into the nearest cubical. She was almost as excited to find out who was in there as she was to listen in to what they where doing. Ginny almost dropped her shower bag as she saw who emerged from the shower. Hermione! She screamed in her head. And she was alone. Of all the people in the school Hermione was the last person that she expected to be masturbating in the shower. She had always seemed so prim and proper and to be brutally honest a bit of a prude. Dam it either im still dreaming or iv finally lost the plot and started seeing things this this it just can't be happening.
As the older girl stepped out of the shower she was completely naked her body glistened as the beads of water and sweat reflected the light from the large stain glass window at the far end of the bathroom. Her hair had been tamed by the water and sat just below her shoulders. What first drew ginys attention was Hermione's breasts they where larger than her own with out being too large they where perfectly rounded and inviting. They where finished off with hardened dark brown nipples that made ginnys mouth water. Her eyes slowly mover down the rest of the older girls body. Her stomach was flat but un toned and legs long and shapely. Finely her gaze settled on the spot just above where her well formed legs met. There was a thick yet neat covering of light brown curly hair that caused the hot and wet feeling inside Ginny's panties to intensify.
Much to Ginny's disappointment Hermione then proceed to slip on her bathrobe and head towards the door turning round to smile at the cubical she had just left before leaving the room. Now Ginny understood why Hermione was such an early bird. Once she was sure Hermione was out of earshot she proceeded to turn the water on and deciding a cold shower would be best this morning.
That night Ginny sat alone in her third year dorm, revelling in the scarce silence, staring dreamily through the darkened window onto the great lake and beyond. She cherished these sacred moments of peace and reflection. Slowly her focus changed from the rain drenched scenery to her own refection on the smooth glass. The transparent image of a white freckled face surrounded by a mane of blazing red hair gazed back at her with a contemplative look in her eyes. she had been thinking about Hermione all thought her classes today even more so than usual she had convinced herself that the incident that morning was a sign it had to have been it meant that she had to tell Hermione how she felt about her. Ginny was convinced she would go insane other wise.
Suddenly ginny's heart skipped a beat as she heard the familiar soft nock on the door, she knew immediately who it belonged to no one else in the school could knock with such politeness and formality, it had to be Hermione. She rushed to the door, triping and almost falling face first to the ground twice, stopping just before opening it in a foolish attempt to seem casual and uncaring. "oh hiya mione" the younger girl said, she was the only one that could call her that with out being shot one of Hermione icy glares or fearsome growls. "im off to the library are you interested in joining me " said Hermione. "yeah of course" replied ginny with a little to much haste that she would curse her self for later and as she gathered her things she though to her self yes definitely a sign. They walked slowly to the library and not with the quick and purposeful pace Hermione usually adopted, she was lost in conversation with her younger friend so much so that thay didn't even notice when thay reached Hermione's usual table at the back of the library . The past year the two girls had become increasingly close. Although for Ginny it was beginning to mean something different
ginny ! ginny ! Hermione attempted to whisper loudly where you even listening to a world I was saying demanded Hermione. Ginny had been so caught up in trying to think of a way that she could tell Hermione to think of sum ingenious plan that would solve everything that she hadn't realised what was happening in the real world .
"Erm well I might have spaced out a little but it was just a little but am sure whatever it was that you where saying it was fascination because well after all it came from you"
she said with a typical ginny wink and adorably cheeky smile.
"I hate when you do that"said Hermione trying despratly not to smile back"u know I cant say made at you when you do that its so annoying"
Finaly she gave in and let a huge grin directed at ginny. Making ginny's heart begin to pound dangerously fast in her chest, so loud that she thought the librarian would surly come storming round the corner any minuet to order out of the librabry for making so much noise. Yet not even Hermione seemed to hear it. Ginny spent the next hour in the library either day dreaming about earlier that morning or staring doew eyed at Hermione. it was the later that cought Hermione's attention the most causing her to shot many of her trade mark inquisical looks at her with out any response.
The next morning ginny awoke at 6am but in an almost chipper mood this time and headed straight for the girls bathroom. She had decided things where simple she liked Hermione and she was just going to deal with it in the ginny way upfront and direct. She would walk into that shower cubical and ask Hermione "you need a hand" no no I couldn't say that that's a bit to direct. I'll just hide like a perv the same as yesterday listening in and when she comes out of the shower and tell her then its probably best to tell her when she's in a good mood and I've never seen her with such as smile as I did the other day.
When Ginny entered the bathroom she heard the same sounds as before from the same cubical and the same power over her that guided her to the sound she couldn't help herself she was screaming at herself not to. she drew back the curtain and instead of her rehearsed line the only noise that came from her mouth was a gasp. "oh my god Hermione H …. H… ha .. Harry" Ginny backed off while the pair untangled themselves from one another. Hermione stood there in shock and Harry grabbed his invisibility clock that had been hung next to the towels outside the cubical and raped it around his waist.