Chapter 3: I Kissed A Girl
("This was never the way I planned, not my intention.
I got so brave, drink in hand, lost my discretion
It's not what I'm used to, just wanna try you on.
I'm curious for you, caught my attention.")
Gryffindor had won the Quidditch Cup and so the tower was booming as the house had one of their infamous parties. Seamus and Dean had smuggled some firewhiskey in from somewhere and Harry had managed to get tons of food from the kitchens. Music was blaring, people were dancing, and friends were laughing and chatting.
Hermione had taken a couple drinks, letting the good atmosphere and alcohol loosen her up. She was pleasantly buzzed and feeling daring. So when she saw Ginny dancing fluently and beautifully by herself on the dance floor she couldn't help herself. She was drawn to the sexual energy emanating from the redhead.
("Us girls we are so magical,
Soft skin, red lips, so kissable.
Hard to resist, so touchable.
Too good to deny it.")
When she was in front of the younger girl and she saw her full shiny lips she couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to kiss her, she wondered what the boy's side of kissing was like. She leaned in and found out.
("I kissed a girl and I liked it,
the taste of her cherry chapstick.
I kissed a girl just to try it,
I hope my boyfriend don't mind it.
It felt so wrong,
it felt so right.
Don't mean I'm in love tonight.")