A/N: Written for the Halloween Drabble Competition and the 100 Different Pairings Competition with 'witch'.

This shall be a femmeslash drabble collection with all types of pairings/characters. Tell me if you want to see a certain pairing, since I'm able to write pretty much anything.

Most of these will be smutty.

Words: 619

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Hermione/Ginny

Dress-up

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"You know, in the Muggle world, you would look a lot less out of place," Hermione said, eyeing up Ginny from head to toe.

The other girl was dressed up in a dusty black robe she had found buried deep in her mother's closet, as well as a pointy hat and what looked like gallons of makeup. Her face was painted white, save for her lips and eyes, which were blood-red and glittery black, respectively. Such as statement could only be taken as a joke, and Ginny responded accordingly.

"I bet this outfit would finally make them believe in witches. At least it would when we started doing magic." She tried to cackle menacingly, but Ginny's voice broke into laughter when she saw Hermione doubled over.

"Muggles have this holiday called Halloween, when all the scary monsters come out from the cemetery and knock on their doors and ask for candy. Hypothetically, I could definitely see you as a trick-or-treater," said Hermione between giggles. "But doing magic in front of them would be against the law."

"Oh come on Hermione, lighten up. Hypothetically, no-one would notice if I did a few spells here and there. I'd feel like a fake otherwise."

"It's illegal."

"I wouldn't want to be mistaken for a muggle. Besides," Ginny grinned wickedly, "I hypothesise they'd be a lot more preoccupied by the fact that I spent all my time hypothetically snogging you."

"Ginny!"

"...or that I kidnapped you away from their company and flew off with you on my broomstick." She stepped closer to her friend and cocked her head, staring daringly into Hermione's eyes.

"I say we stop with the hypotheticals," breathed Hermione. She tried to stop herself from lunging at Ginny then and there and snogging her pretty face to the ground. Patience had always been her strong point, but the other girl tested that every time they met.

"Agreed."

Without further pretence, Ginny leaned in to kiss her, eyes closed, but locked onto Hermione's lips sooner than she expected. In her eagerness, Hermione had started moving forwards before Ginny, meeting her halfway.

Heat and hunger mingled in their mouths, not satisfying either of them. As they kept kissing, their feeling of wanting more only intensified.

For a minute, Hermione forced her tongue out of Ginny's mouth to say, "This isn't helping." Just kissing wasn't enough to satiate her body, which was now sweating though every pore. She blushed, her chest heaving, knowing what was coming but not wanting to start it because she was Hermione and somewhere under there there was still that little girl, embarrassed of sex, hiding her desires by burying her face in countless books.

However, Ginny was always able to bring out the other Hermione.

She tore open the old robe, revealing her creamy pale breasts, round nipples pert and aroused.

Hermione had not moved but was standing stock still, scared to move but screaming at herself to do something.

Ginny took the lead, catching Hermione's hand in her own and placing it over one of her breasts. She made Hermione squeeze it, made her appreciate the curvy smoothness. Hermione let out a little moan, her eyes fixed on Ginny's chest, unable to look away.

"Come on, let's find somewhere more comfortable. My bed needs warming up."

Ginny caught hold of Hermione's hand again and held on tightly. She grinned mischievously at the other girl, whose mouth was wide open in surprise, before running off towards the stairs.

It was lucky that the Weasley family was out that night, because the noises that were about to issue from a certain bedroom upstairs would have scared any monster.

A true witch doesn't need magic to make people scream.

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Fin