Hermione had woken up the next day to Ginny tapping her on the shoulder. "Wake up, we need to go eat breakfast before it's too late."
Hermione rolled over to face Ginny. She wasn't expecting to run into the girl, but Ginny was exceptionally close.
Hermione placed her hand against Ginnys shoulder, and pulled herself back into her comfort zone. "We seem to be making this a habit." Hermione mumbled.
Ginny smiled, "I'm sorry Hermione. It's just so hard not to be close to you." Ginny fluttered her eyes, obviously being sarcastic.
Hermione reached for a pillow, and threw it at Ginny. "Shut up, or I'll give you bad grades."
Ginny gasped in surprise, "I thought you said you didn't control the marks."
Hermione made sure she was a safe distance away from Ginny before she said, "Maybe I was lying."
Ginny smiled, enjoying the playful teasing between the two. "Well then, Professor Granger, I must say that letting one of your students sleep with you is very unprofessional."
Hermione couldn't help but blush, "No one has to know what happens behind closed doors, and besides, I'm not that easy Ms. Weasley, you'll have to try harder than that."
"I haven't even begun to try. You're in for it Granger." Ginny approached Hermione swiftly, cornering her against the wall.
"I can't wait." Hermione stood her ground.
The look Ginny was giving Hermione was wicked. There was something exciting about the look, but at the same time Hermione felt nervous.
Ginny reached up to Hermione's face, and delicately placed her fingers on Hermione's lips. Ever so slightly Ginny dragged her finger down her lips, watching Hermione for any kind of reaction.
Hermione tried with all her might to not give in. She knew Ginny was only teasing; it wasn't real. Her lips caught slightly when Ginny pulled her fingers back, making her lips smack together when Ginny let go.
Hermione closed her eyes, and turned her head away from Ginny. Her heart was pounding; Ginny was far too close for her own good.
"Are you alright Hermione? Am I too close?" Ginny asked, noticing the shape of her friend.
"No, you're fine. I just need to take a shower, you don't want to miss breakfast do you?" Hermione asked, trying to get out of the trap between Ginny and the wall.
"Too hot and bothered?" Ginny joked.
Hermione tried to laugh it off. "Sometimes I can't tell if you're joking or if you're serious."
"About seducing you?"
Hermione was already at the bathroom door, her hand was on the knob, but she didn't turn around to face Ginny. "Yes. I think I may like it too much."
Ginnys eyes shot open with surprise. She wasn't sure what Hermione was saying, and Ginny didn't know how to respond. Luckily for her, Hermione was already in the bathroom, with the door locked.
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Ginny was sitting at the Gryffindor table, eating her breakfast quietly. She had decided to let Hermione take her shower in peace, and Ginny was starving. Her stomach couldn't wait any longer. She was already on her third piece of bacon when Hermione finally decided to show up.
"You're looking fresh." Ginny mumbled.
"Thanks, I see your stomach couldn't wait." Hermione sat down, and helped herself to what was left of breakfast.
"Sorry Hermione. I couldn't wait." Ginny smiled sheepishly.
"It's fine, I know how Weasley stomachs can be." Hermione began to eat.
Ginny finished her food in comfortable silence, and waited for Hermione to finish her own.
"So what do you want to do today?" Ginny asked.
Hermione thought about it for a second, and then turned to look at Ginny. "Would you like to go to Hogsmeade with me? There are some really great sales going on, or so I've heard."
"As long as we are back in time for the feast. There is no way I'm going to miss that." Ginny smiled, imagining all the food that was going to be served.
"Always thinking about your stomach, aren't you?" Hermione smiled.
"That's not all I think about. I think about a lot of things."
"Like what?" Hermione was interested in hearing her thoughts.
"Well Quidditch of course." Ginny smiled.
"And?"
Ginny smiled, "Sex."
Hermione blushed, "I hope you're joking."
"Is it bad to think about sex?" Ginny asked innocently.
"No, it's a natural thing to think about, but I'm seeing a pattern here. You seem to think just like a man. Food, sports, and sex."
"Well if I'm not horny or playing a game, someone better make me a sandwich." Ginny joked.
"Ugh, I think you might be worse than Ron." Hermione said, trying to hide her smile.
"Please, no one is worse than him. Do you ever think about it Hermione?" Ginny asked.
"Think about what?"
"Sex"
"Well yes. No one can avoid thinking about it, it's impossible to do so."
"How often?"
"How often what?" Hermione asked, knowing exactly what Ginny wanted to know, but tried avoiding answering.
"How often do you think about sex?"
"I don't know. I don't count how many times it goes through my mind."
"I bet you think about it a lot." Ginny smiled.
"What has got you going on about sex anyway?" Hermione asked, wondering if any of the other students could hear them talking.
"No reason. Are you finished with breakfast? Are you ready to go?" Ginny changed the subject, to which Hermione was thankful for.
"Yes, I'm ready. Let's go shopping!" Hermione got up from her seat, and pulled Ginny up with her.
The contact made Ginny jump. She wasn't expecting Hermione to grab her like that.
Hermione led the way though the great hall, and they were soon walking the path to Hogsmeade. Ginny felt the urge to grab hold on Hermione's hand, and was seriously thinking about doing it. Something was telling her it was the right thing to do.
"It's a bit nippy out, isn't it?" Hermione asked, zipping up her sweater. She glanced at the overcast sky, already missing the summer sunshine.
"It sure is, my hands are freezing. I didn't bring any gloves." Ginny had a brilliant idea to hold Hermione's hand.
Hermione looked down at Ginnys hands, which were unusually white, "No, you didn't."
Ginny wasn't getting any sign from Hermione, so she decided that she was just going to go for it. She met Hermione's pace, and bumped into her shoulder.
"What did you do that for?" Hermione turned, and looked at Ginny.
"So I could do this." Ginny moved her hand down to Hermione's, and grasped it tightly. Ginny immediately felt warmth from Hermione's hand.
Hermione thought about pulling away, but why? She wanted to be close to Ginny, she just never held hands with the girl.
"Smooth Ginny." Hermione smiled, and tried to hide the blush that was creeping up against her cheeks.
"I'll let go if you really want me to." Ginny said, realizing that they were almost in Hogsmeade. She wasn't sure how Hermione felt about holding hands in public.
"It's fine Ginny. I'm actually enjoying it." Hermione admitted.
"Good, because I like it to. It's nice to be close to you. You're so warm and cuddly, no one could resist you." Ginny started up with her smooth talk again.
"Sure, I know a lot of people who can resist me. Your brother for one."
They were just entering the wizarding town, and Ginny was curious as to where Hermione was leading them.
"My brother is an idiot for treating you that way he did. Besides, I thought he wanted to start a relationship with you." Ginny inquired.
"He does." Was all Hermione said before they reached their destination. Ginny looked up at the sign in front of the shop that read, Tomes and Scrolls.
"How did I know that you wanted to go to the bookstore?" Ginny asked sarcastically.
Hermione turned around, "Come now Ginny, be a good little student and help me find some books. You do want to be rewarded by the professor, don't you?"
Ginny smiled, and followed Hermione inside the shop. "My reward had better be worth it." Ginny mumbled.
The shop was actually quite cozy. There were books stacked almost to the ceiling, not many people were inside. It was rather warm, because the shopkeeper had a fire going. She had decorated with the festive colors of black and orange. There was a nice, romantic glow to the shop, and Ginny was impressed.
Hermione waved hello to the shopkeeper, and went back into the stacks. Ginny followed behind like a puppy dog. She wanted to see this reward Hermione had in store for her, so she wasn't going to act up.
"I just need to pick up a few Transfiguration books, and maybe a few for pleasure." Hermione spoke quietly to Ginny.
"For pleasure? They sell those kind of books here?" Ginny joked.
Hermione let out a laugh, "Control your hormones Ginny."
"Sorry, this place has put some kind of trance on me. It's rather romantic." Ginny whispered.
"I know. I wonder if anyone takes advantage of the solitude back in the stacks." Hermione wondered.
Ginny smiled, "That sounds interesting. Want to give it a go and see what it's like?"
Hermione picked out one of the books she was looking for, and continued down the aisle. Ginny followed behind, waiting to see what Hermione would say.
They reached the end of the aisle, when Hermione spun around, making Ginny bump into her.
Hermione licked her lips; she could barely see Ginny's face because she was facing away from the dull light of the fire in front of the shop.
Ginny noticed Hermione's action; her face was glowing a light orange from the glow of the fire filtering through the room. Ginny stretched out her hand slowly, she was going to pull Hermione closer.
"Oh, that's kind of you. Thanks Ginny." Hermione placed her book in Ginny's hand, and hurried off to the next section of books.
Ginny stood there dumbfounded. She watched Hermione leave, staring at her rear end as she went off to the next aisle.
"You can run now, but soon you'll be mine." Ginny whispered to herself. She looked at the book Hermione had given her; of course it was about Transfiguration.
Ginny tried to follow where she last saw Hermione, and eventually found her collecting more books. She reached out toward Hermione and held out her hands so Hermione could unload her books.
Hermione smiled, "Thank you."
"No problem." Ginny said quietly, and followed Hermione throughout the rest of the store without saying a word. She waited while Hermione paid for her books at the front, and held the bags for Hermione.
"Now where are we going?" Ginny asked once they were out of the store.
"I owe you a treat. Would you like to get something to drink with me?" Hermione asked.
"That sounds great." Ginny followed, not bothering to grab Hermione's hand again, due to the fact that she was carrying her books.
Hermione opened the door to The Three Broomsticks, and Ginny stepped in.
"Thanks Hermione." Ginny said, as they made their way to an empty table.
"Butterbeer?' Hermione asked Ginny as she sat down.
"Sounds great." Ginny replied, placing the bag of books beside her.
"I'll be back." Hermione walked off, leaving Ginny to her thoughts.
So I know I have a crush on Hermione, but I didn't think she would ever feel the same way. I'm not certain that she does, but she is giving me so many signs. I would have to be an idiot to not pick up on them. She lets me hold her hand; she lets me flirt with her. I know I make her blush. She doesn't want to be with Ron, or so I think. Hermione licked her lips in front of me! She has to be into me, but what if I'm wrong? What if? That's the problem I have. I don't want to ruin anything between us, but I want her so bad. If my intuition were wrong, then what would happen if I tried to kiss her? Ginny thought to herself.
"Here you go Ginny!" Hermione came back with two butterbeers in hand.
"Thanks Hermione. I appreciate it." Ginny said, still unsure if she should attempt anything with her.
"Not a problem Ginny. What are friends for?" Hermione smiled, and took a sip of her drink.
Ginny sighed, and looked at Hermione who had a Butterbeer mustache above her lip.
How much harder can this get? I'm not going to be able to resist much longer. Ginny smiled, and reached out for Hermione's face.
Hermione was oblivious to her mustache, and had no idea what Ginny was trying to do, until her finger touched her face, and wiped off the mess.
Ginny put her finger in her mouth, sucking the Butterbeer from her finger. "You had a little mess on your lips." Ginny smiled after she took her finger out of her mouth.
Hermione was blushing madly. She grabbed a napkin, and wiped away anything that was left over on her mouth.
I think I will go with my instinct. Ginny smiled, and thought of how she was going to try to make Hermione her own.
Later that night, the Halloween festivities had just begun. Ginny was rushing to make it to the feast in time, and lucky for Hermione's sake, they did.
Ginny was sitting down at the table already, when Hermione had just approached her.
"Couldn't even wait for me, could you?" Hermione asked with a smile.
"You were going too slow Hermione, I didn't want to get short handed on the food."
Hermione groaned, and sat down next to Ginny. "Well I don't see any food yet, your stomach can be at peace."
"It's coming though. My stomach can sense it!" Ginny said jokingly.
Hermione looked up at the ceiling, to see a perfect night displayed for them. She admired all of the stars, and watched as a few of them shot across the sky. Things were so much peaceful now, Hermione was thankful that she could finally live her life knowing that no one wanted to harm her.
There was no other place in the world Hermione would rather be. This was her home; this is where she belonged. She fought hard; sacrificing everything she had for this world. She loved Hogwarts too much not to return for her final year.
Hermione turned to look at Ginny, who was stuffing her face full of food. She hadn't realized that the feast had already begun.
"Come on Hermione, eat something." Ginny said between swallows of food.
Hermione allowed herself to indulge in the food in front of her. She knew she would not be here next year to enjoy it, so she had to take everything for granted.
Ginny passed Hermione the mashed potatoes, helping her put more food on her plate.
"Thanks Ginny." Hermione said, looking at the red head a little longer than usual. Even if Hogwarts wasn't going to be in her future, she definitely wanted Ginny to be in it. She was a good friend to Hermione, and had the possibility to be something more.
Hermione's stomach twisted in knots at the thought of being intimate with Ginny. She had yearned for it, and resisted temptation as much as she could. How long would she be able to prevail over her emotions?
I'm afraid I will lose everything I have to hold on to if I give in to my desires. If I tried anything with Ginny, and it backfired, I will surely lose everything I have left in this world. Hermione sighed, knowing that her true feelings must be kept to herself. Ginny couldn't be interested in her, she's just teasing.
Hermione watched as Ginny happily ate all of the food off of her plate, and went for more.
She must be completely oblivious to my true feelings. Hermione thought, and she began eating her own food.
Ginny watched Hermione from the corner of her eye, contemplating and planning on how to make Hermione fall in love with her.
