Girl's Night Out
Chapter 1
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Hermione Granger sat in her window late one night; it was around midnight on a cold January night. Snowflakes fell from the never-ending sky and added on to the pure white blanket spread out across the Earth.well okay, the Hogwarts grounds. But it seemed like the Earth to her.
Her other roommates were asleep, she hadn't often gotten up, but one particular thing wouldn't let her sleep. Willow Rosenberg. She couldn't get the red head out of her mind. The flaming red hair against the creamy white skin was absolutely adorable.
She wasn't like any other red head, she was different, but in a good way. She always talked to Hermione and had been so nice to her through the years. This was their last year at Hogwarts, too. It was either now, or never. She would probably never see Willow again.
Hermione turned to look at the sleeping Willow. The moonlight shown on her face and made her skin shine. She was so beautiful, no matter what. A lot of guys had a huge crush on her in Gryffindor house. Hermione also did, but she was a woman, not a guy.
*It's just not right, the thought of loving another woman. Women aren't supposed to love each other.right?* Hermione argued internally with herself. She just couldn't get over the fact that-
"Hermione?" someone in her room grumbled. She turned around to see Willow awake.
"Yea?" she asked.
"Are you okay?" Willow got out of the bed and walked over to Hermione and sat in front of her peering out from the window.
"Yea" Hermione replied. She looked away to see the blanket getting deeper and deeper.
"You need to sleep; we have class in the morning."
"I know."
"Goodnight, sweetie." Willow called everyone that. She always called everyone sweetie and it drove Hermione crazy to be called sweetie by the one she was in love with. She wanted to be the only one called 'sweetie' by Willow. Willow and Hermione both went over to their bunks and fell asleep.
It took Hermione a little while longer to fall asleep, but she did eventually. All night through her dreams, she could only think of Willow.
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All day through classes, Hermione hadn't paid attention; she only had when Willow spoke. The other time she spent daydreaming about the red head. Boy, Hermione had it really bad for Wills. Once again, Hermione was awake at midnight.
"Hermione, are you sure you're okay?" Willow again asked after waking up. Actually, she stayed awake the whole time to observe Hermione about what she did, but Hermione didn't know that. One point, Hermione had tears out of her eyes.
"Not really" Hermione replied.
"What's wrong?"
"You don't need to worry about my problems, Willow."
"You're my friend, that's my job."
"Can we talk downstairs?"
"Okay." The two seventh year Gryffindors tiptoed out of the room and down the stairs and in front of the fireplace. Willow shot sparks out of her wand that lit the embers in the fireplace to bigger flames that roared.
"I think I'm in love" Hermione finally said after all of the silence.
"Well that's great" Willow said happily.
"No it's not."
"Why not?"
"Because, I'm in love with a woman."
"Oh, well that's still not that bad."
"It still is."
"Why?"
"Because-"
"You can trust me."
"I'm in love with you, Willow."
Chapter 1
Email: basketball_angel72002@yahoo.com BsktBllBabe77@aol.com egyptian_princess20032002@yahoo.com Rating: R Pairings: Willow/Hermione Disclaimer: All BtVS stuff belongs to Joss Whedon and all HP stuff belongs to JK Rowling. Distribution: Just email and ask me. A/N: Rated R for sex scenes. Read and review and rate please!! Thanks!!! Check out some of my other fics too!
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Hermione Granger sat in her window late one night; it was around midnight on a cold January night. Snowflakes fell from the never-ending sky and added on to the pure white blanket spread out across the Earth.well okay, the Hogwarts grounds. But it seemed like the Earth to her.
Her other roommates were asleep, she hadn't often gotten up, but one particular thing wouldn't let her sleep. Willow Rosenberg. She couldn't get the red head out of her mind. The flaming red hair against the creamy white skin was absolutely adorable.
She wasn't like any other red head, she was different, but in a good way. She always talked to Hermione and had been so nice to her through the years. This was their last year at Hogwarts, too. It was either now, or never. She would probably never see Willow again.
Hermione turned to look at the sleeping Willow. The moonlight shown on her face and made her skin shine. She was so beautiful, no matter what. A lot of guys had a huge crush on her in Gryffindor house. Hermione also did, but she was a woman, not a guy.
*It's just not right, the thought of loving another woman. Women aren't supposed to love each other.right?* Hermione argued internally with herself. She just couldn't get over the fact that-
"Hermione?" someone in her room grumbled. She turned around to see Willow awake.
"Yea?" she asked.
"Are you okay?" Willow got out of the bed and walked over to Hermione and sat in front of her peering out from the window.
"Yea" Hermione replied. She looked away to see the blanket getting deeper and deeper.
"You need to sleep; we have class in the morning."
"I know."
"Goodnight, sweetie." Willow called everyone that. She always called everyone sweetie and it drove Hermione crazy to be called sweetie by the one she was in love with. She wanted to be the only one called 'sweetie' by Willow. Willow and Hermione both went over to their bunks and fell asleep.
It took Hermione a little while longer to fall asleep, but she did eventually. All night through her dreams, she could only think of Willow.
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All day through classes, Hermione hadn't paid attention; she only had when Willow spoke. The other time she spent daydreaming about the red head. Boy, Hermione had it really bad for Wills. Once again, Hermione was awake at midnight.
"Hermione, are you sure you're okay?" Willow again asked after waking up. Actually, she stayed awake the whole time to observe Hermione about what she did, but Hermione didn't know that. One point, Hermione had tears out of her eyes.
"Not really" Hermione replied.
"What's wrong?"
"You don't need to worry about my problems, Willow."
"You're my friend, that's my job."
"Can we talk downstairs?"
"Okay." The two seventh year Gryffindors tiptoed out of the room and down the stairs and in front of the fireplace. Willow shot sparks out of her wand that lit the embers in the fireplace to bigger flames that roared.
"I think I'm in love" Hermione finally said after all of the silence.
"Well that's great" Willow said happily.
"No it's not."
"Why not?"
"Because, I'm in love with a woman."
"Oh, well that's still not that bad."
"It still is."
"Why?"
"Because-"
"You can trust me."
"I'm in love with you, Willow."