A/N: Stuff in all caps are text messages and italicized words are Ginny's thoughts.
Today was the day. Ginny was going to meet her new tutor. She wasn't nervous, but she wasn't exactly excited to meet this Hermione character. Over the last week, Ginny had gotten as much about Hermione out of Ron as she possibly could. She'd gotten that Hermione was fiercely intelligent, quirky, shy, sensitive, a real bookworm…basically the exact opposite of Ginny's type.
Ginny and Ron were walking to the library of Ginny and Ron's college when Ginny decided to speak up.
"Ron, this is a really stupid idea. Let's just go home."
"Gin, I have a class in 20 minutes. We can't go home."
"Fine," Ginny said, stopping in her tracks. "I'll just walk home then."
Ron laughed, also stopping. "Okay, have fun walking fifteen miles."
"Okay, then give me the keys."
"After what happened last time? No way! I don't have the money to get my car detailed again."
Ginny snapped at her brother. "That was one time and you promised you wouldn't hold that against me."
"True," Ron said, "but I'm still not giving you the car."
Ginny just gave her brother an angry look and continued walking.
"You never told me what she looks like," Ginny said.
"You really don't need to know, you'll see when you meet her."
"Yeah, but-"
"Okay fine! She's medium height, she usually keeps her hair in a pony tail, she's got brown eyes and hair, she…takes care of herself. There's really not much else to say. Satisfied?"
"No, but it'll do for now. I guess I'll know soon enough."
Ginny and Ron reached the library and walked in.
"Okay, sit at this table and don't start any trouble. I really don't need to get kicked out on account that my sister got caught fighting…or screwing…in the library."
Ginny took a seat. "Jesus Ron, even I don't work that fast. Plus, it's not like I'm a whore."
"Yeah…well I need to go to class. I'll see you afterward, okay?" With that, Ron walked out of the library.
Ginny hated that she was the family screw up. Every one of her brothers had made it in life. Charley was some big shot in some bank, Bill was a Vet, Percy did something in the government, Fred and George owned a joke shop, and Ron was in college. All she'd managed to do was convince her family and everyone at school that all she did was make trouble and sleep around.
Just as Ginny started to really feel bad for herself, she felt her phone buzz in her pocket. She looked at her phone and saw one new text from Harry. Ginny smiled. Harry was the only person in the entire world she could always depend on. She read the text.
HEY U MEET UR TUTOR??
Ginny texted back.
NAH IM EARLY. SHE WONT B HERE 4 ANOTHER 20 MINS OR SO.
Ginny sat at the table dreading meeting her new tutor. She just had to make sure she wasn't too much of a smart ass or her tutor might quit, and she really needed this tutor…at least for math. She'd figure out what she was going to do for English later. Ginny's phone buzzed again.
TELL ME WEN U MEET HER IF SHES HOT AND INTO HI SCHOOL GUYS. LOL.
Ginny smiled and shut her phone. She'd text him back later. Ginny laid her head on the table and dropped off to sleep. A few moments later, someone tapped on Ginny's shoulder.
"Shit!" Ginny exclaimed. "You scared me half to…" Ginny paused to look at the person who had interrupted her sleep. "…death"
"Um, are you Ginny Weasley?" the girl said.
Ginny was dumbstruck. The girl in front of her was wearing tight jeans that accentuated her long legs and a low cut shirt that showed off her perfectly shaped breasts. She had beautiful eyes, smooth skin, and full lips that Ginny was immediately dying to kiss.
"Damn," the girl said. "I've got the wrong person again. Sorry for bothering you."
Ginny finally regained her senses. "No! You've got the right girl. I'm Ginny. What can I do you for?"
"Oh thank God!" The girl said with a smile that melted Ginny like butter. "I've already asked, like, three other people. I'm Hermione Granger. Your brother Ron said you needed a tutor."
Ginny was shocked. This was hey shy, bookworm tutor? No, Ginny had to be dreaming. Life was never this good to her.
"So, I figured," Hermione started again, "since this is our first time meeting, we'll take things really slowly. Maybe just go over math today since we don't have much time until your brother's class ends."
"Okay," was all Ginny could manage to get out.
"Okay. Oh, and tell me if I'm going too fast. I tend to go too fast."
Ginny just nodded as Hermione took a seat and pulled out a math book. She opened it and placed it between her and Ginny.
"You're in Pre-cal right? All I had was an old calculus book I've had since middle school, so this'll have to do for today." Hermione scooted herself closer to Ginny.
Ginny's breath hitched. Hermione was so close to her. It was making Ginny nervous, which was weird because Ginny was never nervous, especially around girls. She was always the aggressor. Hermione was different. She'd barely known her a few minutes and already Ginny wanted to impress her. Plus, Hermione was just so beautiful, and the shirt she was wearing and the way she was leaning on the table gave Ginny a perfect view down her shirt.
Pink bra. Oh my God, I'm never going to hear a word that comes out of her mouth if I can't stop staring down her shirt. Oh, what I wouldn't give to be able to rip off all her clothes and-
"Oh God, I'm not good at this am I?" Hermione asked, ripping Ginny out of her reverie.
"What?" Ginny asked in confusion.
"See? You weren't even listening. I get to talking about math stuff and I just get lost in my own little world. I guess I don't make a very good tutor. You can fire me if you want."
"No! I don't want that!" Ginny exclaimed. "I'm just…tired today, that's all. You're doing a great job."
"Really?" Hermione asked. "You're the person I've ever tutored and I really need the cash. Not to say you shouldn't fire me if I'm doing a bad job."
"Geez, you're hard on yourself. It's kind of cute."
Hermione blushed. "So does that mean I still have my job?"
"Yeah," Ginny said. Even though this is going to make it SO much harder to pass my classes.
Just then, Ron walked into the library.
"Hey 'Mione. My kid sister didn't give you too much trouble, did she?"
"Oh no, she was fine. She'll be a math expert by the time I'm done with her," Hermione said, grabbing Ginny's hand and gently squeezing it. Ginny's heart fluttered. No other girl had ever made her feel this way. Not even close.
"Alright, let's go Gin."
"Why are you out of class so early?" Ginny asked.
"I'm not. It's 5:15."
Ginny looked at her watch. It really was 5:15. She'd been "studying" with Hermione for just over an hour.
"Oh…it's been that long?"
"Yeah, we gotta go. You know how Mom is about us being home for dinner."
"Okay. Bye Hermione. I'll see you next week."
"Bye you guys." Hermione replied.
As Ginny and Ron walked away, Ginny grabbed her cell phone out of her pocket and started texting Harry.
OMG HARRY SHES SO HOT…2 HOT 4 U. IM TAKING THIS 1 4 MYSELF.
A few seconds later, Ginny felt her cell phone buzz in her pocket. She looked at the message.
U BITCH!! LOL JK BUT U NEVER SHARE! IS SHE EVEN GAY??
Ginny smiled and texted back.
IDK AND I DON'T CARE. SHES WAY 2 GORGEOUS 2 NOT TRY.
With that, Ginny shut her phone. Harry never texted back. Ginny figured he'd gotten his phone taken away again. It was taken away more than it wasn't. Besides, she was glad she had a little time where she wasn't talking to Harry. She needed time to figure out how she was going to get Hermione Granger.
This should be fun…
