A/N: Story has been edited for rating.
Barely waking up in time, both girls were harried when they arrived at the field for the game against Hufflepuff. Apparently in their haste to get to sleep, they had forgotten to set their alarms. Pansy had woken and gotten Hermione awake with just enough time to throw on some clothes and jog out to the field.
The game went as smoothly as expected. Gryffindor beat Hufflepuff easily. They had never seen anyone flinch as much before tackling an opponent, and their reticence meant that Gryffindor could easily score and that Hufflepuff offered very little resistance. In the end, they decided to postpone a victory party until later in the week as several people had Saturday night plans.
Hermione and Pansy happily left the field together, purposefully not touching. When they got back to the room, Hermione unlocked the door and walked in. Pansy followed through before grabbing her by the shoulders and pushing her up against the door as it closed. She began to kiss Hermione with a welled-up passion that had threatened to make her explode during the game.
Hermione drew back, panting. "Pansy, wait…"
"What is it?" Pansy said concernedly.
"I- we should talk," she said apologetically.
"Okay," Pansy said quietly before releasing her shoulders and following Hermione to sit on the bed.
"So?" Pansy began.
"So, er- I don't know how to say this," Hermione began, squirming. "What are we? What is this?" She gestured between the two of them.
"I don't know," Pansy replied pensively. "What do you want it to be?"
"Well, are we girlfriends? Just friends with benefits?" Hermione prompted.
"I-" Pansy started.
"Is this a short-term thing or something long-term?" Hermione continued, her arms crossed.
"I want this to be something long-term. I think the appropriate title would be 'girlfriends,'" Pansy said assuredly.
"Alright, girlfriends it is," Hermione smiled brightly and relaxed a bit.
"Are we going to tell people?" Pansy asked, returning Hermione's smile.
"I- I don't know. Maybe not yet?" Hermione asked.
"Alright, so we won't tell anyone?" Pansy clarified.
"I suppose not? What do you want?"
"That sounds fine," Pansy affirmed.
"I was also wondering," Hermione blushed, "well, if- why you- when you knew you liked me as more than a friend?"
"I don't know," Pansy replied thoughtfully. "I guess I've liked you a lot for a long time now, but it wasn't until someone said something to me about it that I thought about it more. I always assumed I liked blokes, but I think it's more complicated than that."
"Right," Hermione said. "I went through about the same thing, and I think it's less the gender and more of the person that makes the difference."
"I was so afraid that you wouldn't like me," Pansy admitted.
"I know," Hermione sighed. "I felt the same way." She let out a breathy giggle.
"I felt like I had to tell you though," Pansy said. "It just wasn't fair to you not to know, especially when I was enjoying the way you were lying next to me, and you had no idea. It just didn't seem right for you not to know."
"Well," Hermione smiled, "I'm glad you told me. Look where we are now." They both stared off into space thinking about how much had changed in the last few days.
"What would you like to do now?" Pansy asked.
"I have a couple ideas," Hermione smirked. She then moved to straddle Pansy's legs and pulled Pansy's hands around her and clasped them on her back. She then put her hands on Pansy's cheeks and tilted her face up to her own. Their breaths mingled in a near kiss until Hermione gasped and pulled Pansy's face across the small gap to her own.
They kissed slowly, exploring and marvelling at their new relationship. Eventually the pace sped up and the kisses became more needy and demanding. Hermione stopped, unsure. "Pansy," she questioned, "have you done this before?"
"No, never," Pansy replied. "I think we can figure it out though." Pansy smiled and threaded her hands into Hermione's hair as their lips met in a cautious kiss. Their need was quickly rebuilding, and the kiss quickly became more and more desperate.
Eventually, Pansy collapsed on top of Hermione and muttered, "Wow."
Hermione laughed lightly. "I know…"
Pansy moved her face to Hermione's and gave her a light kiss. She stared down at her and smiled. "I don't think I've ever been so happy."
"Well, good," Hermione smirked. Pansy leaned down to give her another kiss. And then another. And another.
"I just can't stop kissing you," she giggled.
"Well, that's alright," Hermione smiled before getting another kiss. "I like getting kisses."
"Well, in that case…" Pansy said before attending to some more serious kisses.