A/N: Another marriage law fic? Yes! Feel free to ignore it if you've read enough of those :-)
The story starts after the battle of Hogwarts and ignores the epilogue. Oh and Fred doesn't die.
I would recommend not reading this story if you don't like F/F pairings. Though I don't understand what's not to like ;-)
Be advised: English is not my first language and I don't have a beta :(.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything from the Harry Potter universe other than the books I bought and read until they fell apart.
Enjoy!
Chapter 1
Hermione is cold when she wakes up. She opens her eyes and when she doesn't see the familiar canvas of the tent she's lived in for the last eight months she jumps up with her wand at hand ready to attack. It isn't until she is fully standing that she recognizes her surroundings and remembers what happened. Slowly she sits down and tries in vain to hold her tears at bay. When the first tears fall she feels somebody pull her down until she is lying in their arms. For a long time she cries in the arms of the mystery person, though their scent is familiar. Eventually she falls back into a deep sleep.
The next time Hermione wakes up the sun is rising. This time she immediately remembers she's at Hogwarts. In the Great Hall to be precise, or what is left of it.
After the death of Voldemort most of the remaining death eaters were captured. By the time all the death and wounded were tended to everyone was exhausted and Minerva Mcgonagall conjured up sleeping bags so everybody could get some sleep before picking up the pieces the next day. Which is today.
Hermione suddenly remembers she was comforted by somebody last night, somebody who's arm is still lying on her waist. Slowly she turns around careful not to wake the person behind her. When she's turned she's surprised to see her old transfiguration Professor lying awake next to her.
"Good Morning Miss Granger. Did you sleep well after you calmed down?"
"Good Morning Professor. I did. Thank you for calming me."
"Think nothing of it. Even the strongest people need a shoulder to cry on every now and then. Do know that my shoulder is always there for you."
"I'll remember that. I really appreciate it Professor."
"You're welcome. Now I believe it's time for me to get up and see if the elves will be able to serve breakfast today. Do try to sleep some more miss Granger, you've deserved the rest." With those words Professor Mcgonagall gets ups and walks out of the Great Hall.
It is several hours later when Ron carefully wakes Hermione. He hands her a tray with some scones, a bowl of porridge and a cup of tea.
"Good morning Hermione. You should eat something."
Hermione takes the tray. "Thanks Ron." Hermione looks around and finds the Great Hall empty except for her and Ron.
"Where is everybody?" She asks.
"Mcgonagall asked everybody to eat at the kitchen. Apparently there is too much damage to the Great Hall and it's not possible for the elves to send the food here. I wanted to wake you earlier but she told me to let you sleep for at least another hour."
"Thank you. What is planned for after breakfast?"
"The dead will be brought to their families by the Order and the Professors will start the repairs of Hogwarts."
"What are your plans?"
"I was hoping to go to the Burrow for a shower and change of clothing before taking you out to dinner." Ron answers looking a little nervous
"Dinner?" Hermione inquires apprehensive.
"Yes dinner."
"Just the two of us?" Hermione has a feeling she already knows the answer and dreads breaking her friends heart.
"Well isn't that usually the point of a date?"
"It is, however I have to decline."
"When would be better suited?" Ron asks determination shining in his eyes.
"I… Ron…"
"It's okay Hermione. Take your time and let me know when you have decided." Ron tries to placate Hermione, interpreting her stutters incorrectly. "I'm going to find my father to see if I can help the Order. Send me an owl when you have decided upon a date." Ron continues before he kisses Hermione on her cheek and leaves the Great Hall. Leaving Hermione staring at the doors.
It is an hour later when Hermione is snapped out of thought by a person putting a hand on her shoulder. Hermione immediately grabs her wand but before she can draw it she remembers she is save and looks up to see who's hand is touching her. To her surprise it is Professor Mcgonagall.
"Mind if I sit down?" She asks.
"Not at all Professor." After having Hermione's consent Professor Mcgonagall sits down next to her.
"You've been sitting here for a while dear. What's the matter?"
"It's nothing really. At least not in the grand scheme of things."
"I doubt it is nothing. I was waving my hand in front of you for several minutes without you noticing. So tell me what is bothering you Miss Granger."
"Please call me Hermione Professor. I haven't been your student for almost a year."
"Alright Hermione, but only if you call me Minerva."
"Okay Pr… Minerva. It might take some getting used to though."
"That's alright dear. Now tell me what is bothering you."
Hermione looks around. She trusts her Profes… Minerva, and wants to confide in her. However the Great Hall might not be the best place for this conversation. Minerva picks up on Hermione's unease.
"Would you rather have this conversation somewhere a little more private?"
"Yes." Hermione answers truthfully.
"Let's go to my office." Minerva rises and leads Hermione to the Headmistresses office. The gargoyle is back in place and doesn't look anywhere near as broken as he did the night before. Obviously Minerva has already started the repairs of Hogwarts. The office however is not yet repaired. After arriving Minerva conjures up two comfortable chairs.
"Have a seat Hermione, would you like some tea?"
"Yes, please." Hermione answers and sits down. Minerva walks through a door and comes back with two cups of tea a few minutes later. After handing one to Hermione she sits down on the other chair.
"Now, what has been bothering you?"
"Ron asked me out on a date." Hermione blurts out. Minerva looks surprised, she obviously wasn't expecting this to be the problem.
"I'm not sure how this is a problem, since you and Ronald have been dating on and off for several years."
Now it is Hermione's turn to look surprised."We haven't. We've always just been friends."
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have presumed. Now since the fact that Ronald asked you on a date is bothering you, I believe you don't want to go on a date with him. Am I correct?"
"Yes." Hermione sighs.
"I would like to help you Hermione, but I need a little more than that." Minerva carefully prods.
"I've known for a while that Ron has a crush on me, but his feelings are one sided. I've done my best to not give him false hope and I think I succeeded rather well until yesterday. He kissed me and I sort of kissed him back and now he wants to go on a date with me. What do I do?"
"Call me old, but I don't understand how you can sort of kiss someone back. Either you kissed him back or you didn't." Minerva looks at Hermione expecting an answer.
"I kept still so I guess technically I didn't kiss him back, but then again I also didn't push him away. Hence the sort of."
Minerva looks at Hermione intently for a few moments. Obviously thinking about how to continue.
"What was the reason you didn't push him back or respond?"
"He surprised me."
"And you are absolutely sure you don't want to go on a date with Ronald? If not now then maybe somewhere in the future?"
"There is no way I'll ever date Ron." Hermione says with conviction.
"Well if you are sure about this then I suggest honesty. Tell him he surprised you with the kiss and that you didn't mean for your reaction to give him false hope."
"Yeah, that's probably for the best." Hermione says without much conviction. Minerva picks up on this and decides to push a little further.
"You don't seem to be convinced. Why is that?"
"I'm just a little scared about Ron pushing for a reason why I don't like him." Hermione answers quietly.
"What aren't you telling me Hermione?"
Minerva sits back in her chair and lets the silence engulf them. She'll wait until Hermione is ready, no matter how long it takes.
With a sigh Hermione eventually starts talking again. "I'm scared to tell you, because I don't know how you will react and because I'm afraid you will tell other people."
"I won't betray your confidence." Minerva tells Hermione sincerely.
"Alright…" Hermione takes a deep breathe and breaths out. "I'm gay." Hermione looks at her hands in her lap and waits for Minerva's reaction.
"Good for you dear. Now, as for talking to young Mr. Weasley I would recommend sooner rather than later. I do believe in honesty between friends."
Hermione looks at Minerva with her mouth hanging open. "That's all you've got to say when I tell you I'm gay?"
"I honestly fail to see why people make all this fuss when a person confesses to love their own gender. Love is love whatever the gender involved. So yes Hermione, good for you is all I've got to say."
They spend a few more minutes in a comfortable silence before Hermione gets up.
"I'm going to go and see Ron to tell him I don't want to date him. Thanking you for the talk. It was good."
"Anytime Hermione. There is something else I'd like to talk to you about before you go. This morning at breakfast Harry told Molly and Arthur that you obliviated you parents memories and sent them out of the country. Is this true?"
"Yes, it is. I sent them to Australia, hoping they would be safe. I plan to go and find them when I am little more rested."
"If you need company or help let me know."
"I'm sure you have more than enough on your plate with the state of Hogwarts."
"As true as that might be, I'm only human and a little time away from Hogwarts before the start of next term might be good. It's up to you, just don't be afraid to ask."
"I'll think about it and I'll let you know if I'd like you to come with." Hermione answers and walks to the door.
"One more thing." Minerva calls after her. "If you find yourself in need of a place to stay for the time being, I'm sure we can find you a bed here at Hogwarts."
"I might take you up on that offer. I'm not sure if I will be welcome to stay at the burrow after I've talked to Ron. Have a nice day Minerva."
"You too Hermione."
