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Ginny poked her head out the backdoor.
"I thought I might find you here. I came through the Floo. Ron's been moping for two days, does that mean you've broken up with him?" Ginny sat next to Hermione on the little steps that served as a balcony.
"Yes." She hesitated. "That was the right thing to do, wasn't it?"
"I dunno, you tell me," Ginny shrugged. "You weren't happy with him."
Hermione leaned into Ginny. "I hope we can make this work."
Ginny wrapped an arm around Hermione's shoulders. "Me too."
Hermione brought her face up to Ginny's. They stared into each other's eyes. Hermione kissed Ginny softly. Ginny let out a murmur. They kissed again.
The sun enveloped them with heat. Hermione stroked Ginny's face.
"Will you tell your parents?" Hermione asked.
Ginny looked uncomfortable. "Mum and Dad don't know I'm bi. I don't know how to tell them… what will you tell your parents?"
Hermione leaned back on the steps. "I went on a book shopping binge after I broke up with Ron so I had to tell my parents that we broke up. I'm running out of bookshelf space in my house so they were annoyed with me for buying more… Anyway, I'll wait a few weeks so everyone can get used to the idea that Ron and I are not dating."
Ginny curled a stray strand of Hermione's hair around her finger then unwound it. "Will you be with me when I tell my Mum and Dad?"
Hermione nodded readily. "Yes, of course."
Ginny sighed in relief. "Thank you."
Hermione hugged her with one arm. They sat companionably on the steps, Ginny in Hermione's embrace.