a/n: thanks to the few of you that responded to the last chapter. i know that there aren't many of us that do the fem slash thing, but you have to admit that dangerous ground is fun. and i hope you enjoy this chapter. i hope to hear what you think.



"Virginia!" came the angry yell of her mother's voice from the bottom of the staircase.

There was the sound of pounding feet on the hall floor and then a sleep redhead looked over the top step and down at her mother who stood with her hands on her hips and an angry look about her face. For a minute Ginny felt scared.

"What is it Mum?" Ginny asked hesitantly.

"Weren't you supposed to be down here an hour ago to help clean the house?"

The fear that Ginny had been holding in her chest drained and a cold wave of relief washed over her. She relaxed and nodded to her mother, walking back to her room to change into some decent clothing worthy of viewing.

"You make an awful lot of racket," Hermione said from the bed in which she had been sleeping.

"Sorry to wake you, but I have chores that need to be done. If you'll remeber correctly, Harry is coming over today and the house needs to be in order for him. After all, he -is- Mum's favorite of all her children. And he isn't even related."

Hermione laughed and rolled over, clutching the pillow to her chest.

"And what about you? Why are you still laying about in bed?" Ginny asked as she threw her shirt onto the floor below.

"I'm still laying here because I know that if I get up, I'm going to come over there and have my way with you."

"Oh, is that why?" Ginny asked as she made her way over to Hermione's side wearing nothing but her undergarments.

"Yes, that's why," Hermione said into her pillow.

"And who's to say that I don't want you to have your way with me?"

Hermione looked up and gave a grim look of unsatisfaction.

"Must you torment me so?" Hermione asked as she sat up to pull Ginny into an embrace. Ginny merely nodded into Hermione's mouth as the two enjoyed a tight embrace and the warm feel of hands on a bare back.

"We can't keep this up or Mom will get suspicious when I don't come downstairs," Ginny said as she pulled away.

"I guess I could come and help you," Hermione said, getting up as well. "But I get my reward for helping later."

In silence the two girls dressed and made their way downstairs. They were told that they needed to do the dishes and make sure that everything in the kitchen was tidy. Then stopping to inform Molly Weasley that all of that could have been done with the flick of a wrist, she scolded them and told them that there were some things better done by hand.

Giggles were suppressed as they simply nodded their heads in agreement.

Later that afternoon their work was rewarded by Harry falling out of the fireplace covered in ashes from the fire, and a large smile gracing his face from having left the Dursleys. After cleaning himself up some he properly greeted all of his friends with handshakes and hugs.

"Hey Hermione," Harry said as he came up, pulling her into a tight embrace that she gave back tenfold.

"It's been ages, Harry," Hermione said into his chest.

"Just a couple of months. Then we'll go back and you'll be sick of me."

"I could never be sick of my best friend."

Harry pulled back and held Hermione's head in his hands. He smiled down at her and planted a small kiss on her forehead before moving on to the twins who were itching to get Harry to go with them. They apparently had just found the right mix of ingrdients to blow up half of their room with the RIGHT results.

"Well if there isn't much else to be done, I think I'm going to go up and get some more of my summer assignments done," Hermione said to the few people that stood in the living room. Ginny nodded in agreement and the two girls walked up the stairs together toward Ginny's room.

"You know, it's the world's biggest pain in the ass to have to stand there and not be able to touch you for more than a few hours," Hermione said.

Ginny came over to the bed and wrapped her arms around Hermione's neck after shutting the door. She began to plant kisses all along the soft skin at the juncture of her shoulder and neck, eliciting moans and soft sighs of happiness at the feeling.

"I remember a certain someone trying to shush me from making these kinds of sounds last night," Ginny said mockingly.

"Yes, but everyone was asleep then. Now they're awake and doing things, so they won't know what we're up to," Hermione said triumphantly.

"Or maybe we will," came a voice form the door.

Ginny jumped away from the door and turned around rapidly to stare at Harry as he walked one step in and shut the door behind him. A smile grazed his features and he smirked at the two girls staring at him in shock.

"Well it wasn't like I couldn't hear you two from the hallway as I was passing by. You're making more noise than you think, Hermione," Harry said accusingly.

Hermione blushed and looked away from his stare.

"Harry, you aren't going to tell anyone, are you?" Ginny asked hopefully.

"Well I don't know. It jsut really depends," he said slyly.

"On what?" Hermione asked fearfully.

"What you're going to do for me."