To Save Ron Chapter 4: A Little Nudge from A Drink, a harry potter fanfic

Disclaimer: I do not own anything!

Warning: Some Mature Themes…

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Despite the cleaning spells she'd made, the smell inside was horrible. Interestingly enough, the newest potion that Hermione had come up with had turned some of the family members back—the males—so now she had to figure out what to do to bring the female Weasleys to their true form—because aunt June had grown accustomed to peeing in the same place in the rug, and Ginny was growing impatient in her 'house-training' classes, which were proving pointless with the stubborn Pomeranian.

Ginny sighed thankfully that the men were all normal—and that she could release cousin Germaine without the fear that he'd eat one of her parents. Still, as the females still littered the living room, the redhead shook her head. Mr. Weasley and the males had been sent off to try and leave them some room, and to let Hermione think—because she'd threatened to hex them all if they didn't shut up during one of their constant loud arguments.

"Well, we have them down by half." Fred announced proudly despite the fact that he had nothing to feel proud about. He'd done nothing to help Hermione get the solution to the mess he and his twin had gotten everyone in—yet he seemed unaffected by that.

"It feels good to have a genius in the family." George agreed, wide smile. "Now, if you won't need me, I'll be with--."

"Oh no you don't!" Ginny growled. "You two have been nothing but lazy, and you aren't making Hermione continue doing this. You two will spend the rest of the day and night trying to find a solution to this problem. Mione's already done more than she should have."

Fred pouted. "But Ginny!"

"But Ginny nothing." Eyes narrowed, she gave them an evil look. "Don't make me tell mum that you locked her in the oven while she was in her chicken form."

"You wouldn't." Fred exclaimed, horrified.

"Try me."

George frowned. "Okay, okay. You'll have your girlfriend all to yourself tonight." With that he and his twin grumbled as they headed to their room.

All to myself? Ginny gulped.

Hermione was tired. She'd been so tired that she hadn't complained when Ginny tore her away from her potions book to the living room to sit on the now clean sofa. All of the animals had been sent to the basement and a silencing spell had been placed on it to make sure that there was no noise that the neighbors could report.

Ron and Harry were out on a date and Ron had embarrassingly and awkwardly hinted that they mightn't return to sleep that night. And somehow Fred and George had managed to sneak out of the house without Ginny noticing until it was too late, so it was only the two girls sitting on the sofa.

"Finally. Some silence."

Turning to look at Ginny, Hermione smiled. "So there are no chances of you and I starting a zoo when we graduate Hogwarts?"

Sending Hermione a look, Ginny couldn't help but smirk. Only the brunette could make her smile at a time like this when her head felt ready to explode.

"Oh well." Hermione sighed, then her smile grew as Ginny stuck her tongue out at her. "So, what do you want to do now that we're amazingly free tonight?"

"I don't know." Reaching for the drinks the twins had obviously poured for themselves yet for some reason hadn't drunken, Ginny passed one to Hermione, clinking the glass together before taking a sip. "How about a movie?"

Hermione took a larger gulp of the pink liquid and shivered visibly, eyes closed momentarily. "Yeah, okay." When she opened her eyes Ginny's glass was empty, and the redhead was searching for a magi-disc, something similar to a DVD yet more advanced. The brunette shook her head, trying to rid herself of the fuzzy feeling. Wondering what the drink was, and enjoying its taste, she threw her head back placed the empty glass on the table, body warming pleasurably.

"How about Narnia?"

"Nah. The witch is bad."

"The Wizard of Oz?" Ginny asked.

"Again, the witch is bad."

"But the wizard is good." The redhead protested.

"Can't you find one movie where the magic users are all good?" Hermione asked, going to the floor with Ginny to look through the DVD's.

"Let me see." Ginny frowned, going over the titles. "How about…nah—while Howl is good Madam Sulliman is bad…well—sorta bad."

"Who?" Hermione asked, stealing the DVD cover from Ginny. "Howl's Moving Castle? What's that about?" After hearing the summary from her redheaded companion, Hermione decided that despite the fact that the witch was bad, and the wizard quite spoiled, she wanted to see it, mostly because Sophie sounded a lot like her.

They watched the Japanese cartoon, and she burst out in laughter when Howl's magical hair dye potions accidentally turned his hair bright orange instead of the pale blonde he'd desired. "Are you sure he isn't somehow related to you?" She teasingly asked Ginny.

"Oh, you're going to pay for that!" Ginny smirked. "But after the movie."

"Good. Truce till then." Yet even as she turned her attention back on the television, Hermione couldn't concentrate. That warm feeling had built throughout the whole movie, and now she felt as if she were on fire. A quick glance told her that Ginny was uncomfortable as well, squirming on the sofa next to her.

The redhead turned to look at her, and Hermione froze. Minutes passed like that and she didn't know who moved first or why, but their lips clashed together and Ginny pulled her against her.

Somehow Hermione found herself with her back on the sofa, and Ginny on top of her, teasing her with her lips. The brunette told herself that they were just practicing, they'd agreed to do so whenever alone to that any caresses would seem realistic when around others—yet Hermione was enjoying the 'practices' more than normal.

Ginny's lips went to her ear and Hermione purred, running her hands over Ginny's shirt, under Ginny's shirt, over her creamy skin, enjoying the whimper that escaped the redhead's lips when her fingers made contact with her bra. Maybe there was something in that drink, maybe she was just caught in the moment, but Hermione did something that shocked both Ginny and herself into freezing. She trailed her fingers to Ginny's chest and cupped her small breasts.

Ginny's intake of breath was sexy, and while she knew that she should take her hands off and ask for forgiveness, Hermione instead squeezed the breasts softly, eliciting a cry of agonized pleasure from the girl above her.

Lips descended on Hermione's hungrily, urgently, as Ginny's hand reached back blindly and found Hermione's legs. Her fingernails trailed softly over the pearly skin. The brunette shivered as her hand made its way up her thigh, under her skirt. It hesitated just a breath away from Hermione's panties, and the elder girl whimpered in frustration, lifting her crotch.

An amused chuckle above should have offended her, yet when that hand cupped her womanhood, all Hermione could do was gasp and squeal when Ginny's thumb slowly rubbed her clit, agonizingly slow, as if deliberately playing with her.

"Ginny…" She whimpered against her lips, surprised by the need in her voice.

As if understanding, Ginny's fingers slipped under her panties and found her moist center before plunging inside.

"Ginny!" Hermione screamed, bucking against those fingers as they tortured her. Her breaths her pants and her cries were laced with pleading—pleading for Ginny not to stop, she was almost there. While she was a virgin she wasn't inexperienced, she'd pleasured herself before, yet never had she felt what she did now with Ginny's fingers within her.

Ginny. Her best girl friend and conspirator, Ginny, the girl she'd practically watched over, watched grow, was over her, fingers inside of her, whispering naughty things in her ear. She couldn't take it. Screaming Ginny's name she felt herself spasm around her fingers, and the world went black.

Okay. Sorry for the late update. Hope this makes up for it. smiles sheepishly This is the first step in both girls realizing that their playing an addictive game…