Another update. =)
Stayed home from school and was in the mood.
Sorry it's short.
enjoy.
they don't belong to me
I took to walking the grounds alone sometimes. Sometimes I'd visit Hagrid on the way, but other times I sat by the green houses and studied quietly, or lost myself in thought. This time of year hinted at winter, but there were still bright leaves that stubbornly cling to their branches, not quite ready to surrender to death. Still, the wind was winter-nippy and I was getting increasingly frustrated having to tuck my long hair away in my hood.
Lately, things have been tense. There was a underlying sense of gloom that hung under the professor's moods and words. Things were quieter. Everyone seemed to be acting strangely and I couldn't help the feeling of uneasiness that had found residence in my belly. Harry, especially worried me. He had become more and more obsessed with that git Malfoy. Every word Harry spoke was about how he figured the ferret was up to something. At first I believed him, now.. It had become tiresome. Still, I pretended I cared, so that he would not feel alone about it. Ron and Hermione had already shown their disbelief and refused to listen. So I kept my thoughts to myself, for his sake. In a way I was relieved, because his new found obsession distracted him from darker thoughts, and in turn, stopped him from haunting me with them.
These are things I thought about when I was alone. Harry, tension, obsession, the cold, and.. Hermione. Most of all Hermione. I know it may have came off like she has been pushed aside in my affairs within these last few months. And that being with her hasn't been a big deal.. But it is. The reason Harry has been a big subject is because it's easy to tell how I feel with him. Black and white. Fear and comfort. With Hermione.. I have so many different thoughts and feelings and have had so many happy memories that I never know where to start.. Before my secret feelings had been driving me insane.. Breaking me. But now, my head is so clear. And my heart is no longer aching. I feel like, I know this is such a cliché.. But I feel like a weight has been lifted from me. Hermione lifted it from me, and freed me. And I love her more than I ever have. And I am so grateful for just being able to.. Lay with her. To see the unguarded smile she only gives me. Even if it is to only happen at night, away from prying eyes. We've jumped from one secret to another, but it's okay.
Because we're together.
I turned my head as I heard approaching footsteps, light and slow. She filled my sight and a smile instantly found its way to my face.
"There.. Now you don't look so lonely." Her voice was soft and teasing and I made room for her as she sat down beside me, her side pressed against mine. I didn't reply to her, but I didn't have to. I just rested my head on her shoulder, thanking Merlin for this chance to be alone with her.
Hermione was one of those people that you didn't have to talk to. When her and I are together.. We could sit together for and hour, quiet and just holding each other, and we could walk away feeling like we had just shared the best conversation we had ever had.
So as we sat there in silence, my uneasiness melted and I closed my eyes. Her hand shifted and found mine, soft tanned fingers linking with my smaller pale-and-freckled ones. I squeezed. She looked over and her beautiful brown eyes held a particularly intense look that was oh-so familiar. I was going to be ravished tonight.
I couldn't wait.
We bathed together in the prefects bathroom afterward, scrubbing ourselves, clumsy and tired. We had exhausted ourselves in our glorious love making. I could feel the silly, tired but happy grin on my face as we held each other in the steaming water. We giggled at stupid things and splashed each other. Even Hermione dropping her dignity to sleepiness and laughter. Soon after we dried each other and quietly made our way to her private quarters in the prefect dormitories, the Gryffindor common room being too far and we were about to pass out any moment. As we stumbled in the dark to the bed I felt her wrap her arms around me and we tumbled onto the mattress together.
"I love you, Ginny." I replied with a kiss and a nudge of my nose into the crook of her neck, feeling her wrap herself around me and taking me into the center of her world.
Soon, we curled up together in the warm sheets and fell into a deep sleep, content and feeling loved.
There is one thing I know I will never forget about Hogwarts.
It wasn't the lessons, the spells, the friendships.. But the smell of Hermione in the early hours of the morning. When I was asleep in her bed and her chest rose and fell and the smell of her.. Relaxation, peace, love.. Of vanilla.. Or cookies. That smell that's hard to describe. Like waking up Christmas morning to your mother's secret recipe filling your head with a buzzing sweetness that makes you sigh and think, "Yes, this is happiness"
That was Hermione.
And that's what I'll always remember.
=)
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