Hermione stood awkwardly outside the great hall, unsure of what to do. It was breakfast, the morning after her kiss with Ginny and Hermione was not only hungry, but felt Harry and Ron would enjoy last nights events, excluding the kiss of course. Although she had been bursting to tell someone what had happened, for advice more than anything, she knew she could never discuss such a thing with Ron. What stopped her from approaching them, however, was Ginny sitting close to Harry. Hermione was no longer sure of anything with Ginny, and felt like such an encounter so soon would be awkward. She stood for a moment, assessing her options, before letting hunger take control of her. Approaching the table, she felt relief for every second Ginny didn't look up, begging her to remain ignorant until after breakfast. This wish was soon disregarded however, as Ginny quickly stood up and walked over to her, a naughty smirk on her face, her blouse unbuttoned lower than usual and her skirt pulled up high.
"Hermione, I just wanted to say that I really had a good time, last night. We should perhaps do it again sometime, just me and you."
Blood rushed into Hermione's reddening face, glancing towards Ron, hoping his suspicions weren't intrigued. "Yeah… it was fun Ginny, thanks for the invite."
"and Hermione, I wouldn't be too worried about Filch or those teachers either - apparently there were a bunch of older students out of bed too, and thats who Filch thought he caught. They don't even know we were out of bed."
"Thank god! That's a weight off my mind" said Hermione with a sigh of relief.
Ginny smiled, adjusting her blouse and skirt, as if to draw attention to them. She switched her focus from Hermione's eyes to her mouth, briefly licking her lips. It was cute seeing Hermione so nervous and awkward around her, it gave her a sense of dominance and naughtiness, particularly as her brother, also hermione's best friend, was so close by. She knew she was pushing her luck, a small glance up from Ron and she was sure her mother would be sending a howler or two. She turned, hands on hips and walked from the hall, smiling as she caught some slytherin boys staring at her ass.
Hermione turned back to Harry and Ron, expecting to see two very puzzled faces. Instead, she breathed a second sigh of relief - neither had been listening or even paid Ginny a moment's attention. She sat for a moment, wondering how she'd managed to go through so much without consequence.
"So things went ok last night?" asked Harry, who had finally noticed Hermione sitting opposite him.
"Far from it in truth, Filch caught us, but we all split up and ran before he got a good look at us"
"You mean you were almost caught?" Ron had stopped eating for just long enough to press questions.
"Yeah I guess, there were teachers out as well, apparently looking for older students - we had to wait them out"
"And you're not freaking out?"
"Yeah, usually you'd be panicking by now, ranting on about your own stupidity and blaming us" - Harry glanced at Ron - "for letting you go"
"Well, things turned out alright I think" smiled Hermione, memories of the kiss drifting back to her as she glanced in hope down the great hall, wishing to see Ginny staring back at her fashioning a flirty smile. "Anyway, what's for breakfast? I'm starving!"