Ginny hovered over her shoulder, staring with a bemused look at the cellphone in Hermione's hand. Of course, Ginny was no stranger to muggle contraptions, due to her fathers obsession with them, but she had no experience in using them.
"So, what do you do now?" Ginny's question rested in the air for a few seconds and she watched Hermione's cheeks color, before she answered,
"I make a profile," Hermione's voice was soft and her eyes drifted to her now naked ring finger,
"Then I wait until I match with someone and see where it goes from there."
Ginny considered that then nodded. That seemed simple enough.
Word Count: 111
A/N: I figured it was time for me to finally start writing, and what better way to start than with 100 word drabbles. Any feedback is welcome!