Drink Tea and Eat Cake
Love? What do I know about love?
Written for the "30 Drabbles in 30 Days" challenge by Mystii at the Harry Potter Fanfiction Challenges forum.
"Hermione, tell me about love." She almost whispered the words, but I had no trouble hearing. We were lying on her bed facing each other, heads propped up on our elbows, separated by a bottle of perry and a box of chocolates. It was one of those spontaneous nights that happened when I got a parcel from my mum.
"It may have escaped your mind, Ginny, but I'm Hermione Granger." I nearly laughed as I picked up a chocolate and chewed as I waited for her to respond.
"Exactly, you're the smartest girl I know. You know everything. So tell me about love?" Her eyes were glittering with the emotion of her words.
"Love?" I let out a giggle. "What do I know about love? All I know is what I read in cheesy turn of the century novels, that it breaks all boundaries and cares not for status or social class or blood." I grabbed the bottle and unscrewed the top, taking a deep mouthful of the sparkling drink. "I've never experienced it before, I don't think. I've never felt my heart flutter as I looked deep into someone's eyes, my breath has never caught at the sight of them, I haven't sighed at their scent. Ginny, I'm not the kind of person that people love, and so I have no one to love."
She grabbed the bottle from me. "Well, my brother certainly likes you." She sounded almost as though she was sulking.
"Ginny! Ron's my friend, one of my best friend. I could never love him like that and he could never love me like that. Not properly." And secretly I was glad. It would just be awkward for me and Ron. Just wrong.
She upended the bottle and quickly swallowed at least a glass worth of the alcohol. "Oi!" I pulled it from her and took a drink myself..
"And your brother would certainly not like it if I got his little sister drunk!" We both descended into laughter at the absurdity of it.
"Now," I said when I stopped laughing and recovered enough to talk, looking into Ginny's hazel eyes and smiling. "Tell me about love."
And she propped herself back up, leant across the gap, and kissed me.
My heart fluttered and my breath caught and I sighed a sweet sigh of content.
Heh. I should type up my stuff more often.