Chocolate Frog Card: (Gold) Ginny Potter: Challenge: Write about Ginny Weasley.

Gringotts: Hermione/Ginny [Hermione - Pairings]

February Event: 11. "I'm allergic to roses." (dialogue) [10 points]

Word Count: 353

"I brought you a gift," Ginny sang, skipping into their apartment. "Now, I know you said no gifts but it's Valentine's day and I love you and I know that I could show you how much everyday but today is the day for it!"

Hermione looked up from her book and stared at her babbling girlfriend. Ginny spoke a lot, she was a very talkative person, but she didn't speak that much, that quickly.

"Are you okay?" Hermione asked slowly, closing her book gently. "You're extremely energetic for someone who went to work."

"Hermione, I'm a Quidditch player. Being energetic is part of the package."

"Yes," Hermione agreed. "But you're never energetic when you finish work. You're normally knackered and expecting a massage."

"You love giving me massages," Ginny argued, lowering herself onto the seat next to Hermione. "The outcome is pleasurable for the both of us."

Hermione smirked, images of their 'massages' going through her mind.

"Anyway," Ginny called loudly. "You distracted me and got me away from the point."

"Ah. Yes. The point of a gift that I don't want nor need."

"Hermione," Ginny whined. "It's not even anything big or expensive." Hermione raised her eyebrow in disbelief. "Honest. It's just a token of my love."

"Fine," she sighed. "What is it?"

Ginny flicked her wand, summoning the gift. "Ta-da!" she exclaimed, offering the bouquet of roses to her girlfriend. Hermione didn't smile and she didn't accept the gift. "Hermione? What's wrong?"

"Gin," she sighed, smiling awkwardly. "I'm allergic to roses."

Ginny paled and immediately vanished the flowers. "Oh Merlin," she groaned. "Hermione, I didn't know. How did I not know? I'm such a bad girlfriend."

"Ginny, sweetheart, it doesn't matter," she told her. "I don't think it ever came up in conversation. I'm fine, it's fine, don't worry about it."

Ginny still looked troubled so she pressed kisses up and down Ginny's neck. "Now, my back has a twinge and I was wondering if you could work magic with those wonderful hands of yours and-"

"Yes!" Ginny interrupted, practically dragging Hermione from her position on the settee to their bedroom.