AN: This is a story I made up about me and my girlfriend Heather but I using the characters Hermione and Ginny

AN: This is a story I made up about me and my girlfriend Heather but I using the characters Hermione and Ginny. I'm Ginny and Heather is Hermione. This is the first story that I'm posting online so I hope everyone enjoys it, I probably won't get any reviews.

Warning: Lesbian implications, so there will be some smut so if you don't like, after you read you'll like it.

Living with Hermione

I love Hermione so much. Hell I loved her ever since we first started dating back in Hogwarts. I will always remember the first day when we admitted our feelings to each other. She was so cute; she kept blushing every time I would look at her. I can't believe it has been five years now. I just got out of Hogwarts, as much as I love the school I hate doing work, the only thing I looked forward to was Quidditch, as dangerous as it was it was a great sport. You had to love the thrill that comes with the danger, flying in the air with danger at almost every corner. I love it so much that I decided to try out for the Harpies as the seeker, and as planned Hermione through a fit about it. She always hated when I played quidditich, especially after the one time I flew off my broom. But after long arguments, a lot of crying Mostly from Hermione), fights (where I end up on the couch), and very hot make up sex she finally let me try out. That was like last week right now I'm waiting for the call, and Hermione is pissed just..for a different reason. The thing is that Hermione has been on her period ever since last week, and she's been talking her sexual frustration out on everyone around her. For example last week Harry tried convincing Hermione to help him take care of some ministry business, Hermione went off on him. There was yelling, hitting, and the throwing of objects. Harry has been kind of traumatized since, every time Hermione has said "hi" to him since then, he screams then hides behind me. I know so sad for a man his age, but Hermione can be that scary.

But back to the present it's Tuesday, I'm sitting in my favorite chair, looking at the wedding ring I bought. I've been stressing over whether or not to pop the question yet. There is nothing really stopping me from asking Hermione for her hand. We've been dating for five years, both our families know we're together and accept it, and we're both in the perfect financial state to afford the wedding. So you're probably wondering what is my hold up, well MARRIAGE KILLS REALATIONSHIPS!! I don't care what anyone says it does. Marriage drains the love out of relationships. I love Hermione's parents but they are crazy. ALL PARENTS COME IN CRAZY, no matter the way, shape, or form their crazy. Her dad is like a crazy security guard!! He won't let us be anywhere near each other, he even glares at me like twice every five minutes. Like for example last time I was over, when we went up to Hermione's old room, we were in there for five minutes before her dad stormed in sat in between us and started up a conversation about the last person Hermione dated.

Flashback

"Ginny did I ever tell you about Hermione's last boyfriend?" Mr. Granger asked as he turned to me, I was confused as to why he was bringing this up, and the Hermione was doing sign language behind his back. I think was saying run or was that listen? I wasn't sure she knows I suck at that kind of thing.

"No I don't think you have Mr. Granger, but look at the time I kind of gotta go. Come on Hermione." I replied while hurrying to the door with Hermione in toe, but before I knew it Mr. Granger grabbed my arm and sat me back down.

"Don't be ridicules Ginny, I think you have enough time to hear it." The smile he was giving me while he said that was kind of menacing.

"Dad I don't think.." Yeah Hermione was coming to my rescue. 

" I SAID SIT!!" We sat down so fast I think I got wipe lash. I never heard Mr. Granger yell like that before, so I was kind of scared, and apparently not even Hermione can save me.

"Okay well Hermione's last boyfriend was.. Luke I believe it was right sweetheart." Hermione kind of nodded as she put her head in her hands.

Then he kept going on and on about the threats he made to the boy, then how Luke left Hermione on her birthday, and then he said something about one day the boy up

up and left and no ones heard form him since. But when he looked at me expecting me to looked scared I guess, I got up and said.

"That bastard, how dare he hurt Hermione like that!? I wish I could've met him so my fist can personally tell him how pissed I am about what he did!!" I was pacing and waving my arms in the air yelling about how mad I was about that, honestly who could hurt a girl as perfect as Hermione like that, he was lucky she even gave him the time of day, then he does that to her ON HER BIRTHDAY!! As I continued to rant I swear Mr. Granger gave Hermione an approving look.

End Flashback

After that me and Mr. Granger got on good terms, but he is still crazy as hell. Now if a marriage doesn't ruin a relationship then kids will. Hermione goes on and on about how she wants to have a little girl one day. I can't her preguent obviously, but she wants to adopt. DO YOU KNOW HOW BAD OUR REALATIONSHIP WILL BE AFTER A KID!! Kids mean more stress, less time for sex and I love sex, then that also means arguments, and someway or another I'm going to end up sleeping on the couch!! I'm scared point blank. What if she thinks I'm rushing things, what if she gets mad, what if she says NO, how am I going to get the courage to ask her again if she tells me no the first time?! What to do?! What to do?! WHAT THE HELL DO I DO?! Okay okay, Ginevra Molly Weasley calm down. It'll be okay you can just.. wait. No one says you got to ask her to marry you now, give it another two or so years. Yeah that's the perfect idea, I can wait.

So with that thought in mind I set the ring back in its hiding place under the couch cushion. I know what all you out there are thinking that is the worst hiding place ever!! But if your dating Hermione Jane Granger no its not. She never touches the couch, why? Because this is my favorite spot and she knows no matter how many times she cleans up over here its going to be at least ten times worse after she is done, so she kind of gave up on it. Then all of the sudden I heard the door slam so hard a vase fell, I really didn't care cause I hate those things, but that's beside the point. The door slam means Hermione is home, she has been slamming the door everyday she has gotten home since she started her period. Its kind of a routine for her really, she slams the door, goes to the bathroom to see if she is still on her period, then when she learns she is still on her period she walks out the bathroom looking cast fallen, she walks to our bedroom, and gives me a longing look before gently closing the door. I hate to see her like this, but there is nothing I can do to change mother nature. But something seems kind of off, Hermione has been in the bathroom for like 20 minutes now, I know it can't take that long to check to see if she is still on her period. Then all of a sudden I'm in our bedroom, my shirt is missing, and I'm tied to the bed!!

"What the FUCK how the hell did that.. oh right magic, but still WHAT THE HELL!!" As I continue to yell a string of curses, and try to struggle out of the rope, point blank I'm scared. I don't know what is happening, Hermione is still in the other room.. OH MY GOD WHAT IF SHE IS IN TROUBLE!! Then before I have time to fully panic from that thought, Hermione opens the door IN A BIKINI?! What the hell is going on?! Okay lets think Hermione is obliviously off her period… OH MY GOD I AM SO IN FOR IT!! And was in for it next thing I know she pressed her lips against her neck. Softly. I then slowly trailed a path back up to my mouth where her lips begged for entrance, which I happily gave her. The kiss was so passionate I felt my body burn with a heat, her hands created with every caress of my skin. She then kissed a trail from my lips to my neck again, I believe I whimpered at some point but I'm not really sure of anything except for her and her wonderful kisses. She treads a path from my neck to my navel. I loved the things she does to me, she treaded down with her explorations as I held her closer. The desire began to soar in between my legs from her kisses, as she got closer to my spot. I gave her a soft moan as approval. I loved the way she gently ate me up. I was screaming from the gentlest brush of her tongue. I was in pure bliss. When she began to work faster, I came before I knew what was happening. She slowly traveled back up and gave me the sweetest kiss we ever shared.

"I love you Gin."

And in that moment I knew, there is no need to wait she deserves to know she means the world the world to me as soon as possible.. why not now.

"I love you too Hermione, will you marry me? "

After that the night was filled with screaming from Hermione of course, me being tackled, more sex wonderful wonderful sex.

AN: I hope you like the story its dedicated to my girl Heather.