A/N - Fourth chapter here, edited as well as my half-blind eyes will allow. I just realized that this is the third chapter in Ginny's POV, I planned on most of it being in Hermione's perspective, but this story seems to have a mind of it's own. How dare it:O

Disclaimer - I own nothing but the ideas that clog my mind. I think it's rather unhealthy, you know...but I don't have anything to do on weekdays so I suppose I've found how to entertain myself while the lame friends are in school. Also, I don't own the song this chapter is named after or used partially in this update. It's called The Taste Of Ink and is by The Used. It's pretty cool, you should give it a spin.

Same Colour, Different Weasley

Ginny sits at her scrubbed, wooden table in the kitchen corner finishing a cup of calming tea. It's special, a recipe by Luna, and Ginny has to admit it does help. All the lights are off, she doesn't feel like getting up to turn them on.

She feels tired, glad that the next day is a Saturday and she wouldn't have to work. She works as an intern at an American wizarding school, only this schoolyear to go and she will have enough experience to take an interview for the position of potion's master at Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft And Wizardry. She usually stays overseas during the weekdays, but she always comes home for weekends and holidays. She could always apparate home in the evenings, but her supervisors said it would be best if she stayed overnights to get the feel of being a true proffessor for wizarding boarding schools. Because of that, she doesn't get to see much of Hermione.

Ginny frowns, unsure about why that thought even came up. She wasn't thinking of Hermione at all. Lies, she thinks, I'm always thinking of Hermione. My thoughts always come back to her, no matter where they wander, they stay with her in the end. I can't believe how thick I was, not to have noticed my own fancying. Or how every one of those damn girls I bring home have some resemblence to Hermione.

Sighing, Ginny stands from the table. She puts her empty cup and saucer in the sink, throws away the homemade teabag, and exits the kitchen. She shuffles her way to the one and only bedroom in the apartment, why have more? Most of her friends are paired off, so noone would usually stay over the night, unless a family member, but that hasn't happened in months. And if it does, they usually just camp out on the pull out couch in the sitting room. No, a one bedroom is better, there isn't any lying to herself. All the years of going from one person to another, it isn't easy for someone like Ginny to date. She gets bored easily, and quickly. Maybe that's why she can't commit properly. Ron has a nasty joke about it, saying she's only turned gay because she's dated all the guys and needs some new meat. She never laughs when that comes up, though. And neither does Hermione.

Ginny shuts the door behind her as she kicks off her sneakers and sits on the edge of the bed. Not bothering to change into sleeping clothes, she takes out her wand and taps the alarm clock on her bedside table, before realizing what time it actually is.

Four o'clock. Four o'clock in the fucking morning. It reminds her of a muggle song she heard Fred and George playing once,

Is it worth it, can you even hear me
Standing with your spotlight on me
Not enough to feed the hungry
I'm tired and I felt it for awhile now
In this sea of lonely
The taste of ink is getting old
It's four o'clock in the fucking morning

Yep, in this sea of lonely. Ginny realizes with a skip of her heart that Luna's right, she does want Hermione. For how long now? Has it always been there? No..maybe..yes, she never got tired of the older girl. She's always been there for Ginny, and vice versa. But it's too late, Ginny glooms, she's with Ron. And anyway, she continues with a yawn, lying back onto her pillow, even if she wasn't...what would she ever see in me?

A/N - Yes, I realize Luna already pointed out Ginny's feelings, but we all know that we must have the chapter were Ginny herself admits that she does, in fact want Hermione. And for those who want a Hermione POV, we get one in the next update. We have to have her thoughts of the night, too you know.

And I just reread my disclaimer...I make it seem as though I'm a high school dropout. I'm homeschooled, just to clear that up, and have loads of free time. Obviously. I also want to thank everyone for the reviews, I don't ever say that so I've said it now. Thanks. :)