The Girl Who Loved: Part V
Author's Note: Since I get more reviews on this series than any of my
others, I figured since I've only got a little while to type I should
type this part up. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: THIS IS S-L-A-S-H! I'm assuming you all figured that out
by now.
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Leaning forward, Ginny pressed her lips against Hermione's,
drawing the older girl to her...
Hermione's eyes widened at the sensation of Ginny's lips on her own.
The kiss was all she had hoped for, and she knew that this was what
had been missing with Harry. For a few minutes, both girls gave into
their passions, losing themselves in the kiss. Reality could wait a
bit, for now, this was all that mattered to either.
But logic and reason were never far from Hermione's mind, and the
first words that escaped her lips when she pulled away from Ginny
were, "No one can know." It sounded cruel even to her, but Hermione
had read far too much on discrimination and hatred against lesbians
to believe that she and Ginny could walk into Hogwarts hand in hand
without encountering resentment and loathing.
Ginny winced at Hermione's words. She'd known from the start that
Hermione wasn't going to accept her, after all, she'd learned to
live with that disappointment after having a crush on Wonderboy
Potter. But to hear Hermione reject her so quickly, so thoughtlessly,
brought tears to Ginny's eyes. She drew further away from Hermione,
her hand falling limply to her side. "Fine. If that's how you feel,
I understand."
Hermione frowned at Ginny's response. She hadn't meant that she didn't
want to... to be with Ginny, just that no one could know about it.
Oh. Kicking herself inwardly for her lack of clarity, Hermione whispered,
"No Ginny, I didn't mean... I like you, if you still like me... but no
one can know about it."
Wiping her eyes on the sleeves of her robes, Ginny looked up into
Hermione's own eyes. Why not, she was tempted to challenge, but controlled
herself. Time enough to deal with that later. For now, she was simply
content to wrap her arms around Hermione. Everything else could wait.
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An hour passed before Ginny and Hermione rose to turn their footsteps
back to Hogwarts- an hour filled of whispered conversations and giggles,
of tales of old romances and of silly childhood reminiscinces. All so
meaningless, but for that one hour, it had meant more than anything
else in the world. Simply because they were able to speak of it without
akwardness and without worrying about anyone else but eachother.
But reality intruded as the two came closer and closer to Hogwarts.
Hermione's words echoed in Ginny's mind, "No one can know about it."
That was all very well, but Hogsmeade weekends were rare, and if no
one knew then they would be lucky to steal even a few moments alone
each week. And Ginny was not so confident in her new status as
Hermione's girlfriend that she was certain that, given the oppurtunity,
Hermione would not choose the easy way out and date Harry or even
Ron.
Before Ginny could broach the subject, Hermione spoke. Her thoughts
had been along the same lines as Ginny's, but they were tempered by
the thought of being an outcast at Hogwarts. True, her brain had
pretty much alienated her as it was, but she did not want to see
this as the latest headline in Witch Weekly. And from what she'd
read, it was rare enough, and hated enough, that it would catch
the eye of the media. So when she spoke to Ginny, it was to say
simply, "I don't like the idea much myself, Ginny... but think of
how Ron would react. And your parents. And my parents. And everyone."
Ginny grimaced a bit at that. She knew that already. The family
name, the family honor... But she wanted more than anything to
be able to forget all that. "I know." She whispered. "I know.
But it won't be easy."
Hermione did not reply, for after all, what could she say?
It was true, it would not be easy. Even if their relationship was
only just beginning, Hermione doubted that she and Ginny were going
to be able to act the same around each other.
However, all that was unimportant. Hermione wasn't a fan of lying,
nor was Ginny, but that was simply what had to be done. For
everyone's sake.
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Ginny was used to watching Hermione in silence, in secret. But
it was so much harder now, when she would glance over during the
later hours, when all the elder Gryffindors were gathered in the
Common Room, and catch Hermione glancing back. To distract herself,
Ginny threw herself wholeheartedly in her studies.
It was a good thing, Hermione thought to herself as she sat in her
dorm room a few nights after Ginny had first kissed her, that Ginny
was not in any of her classes. That distraction would simply be too
much. As it was, Hermione worked to avoid Ginny most of the time.
She spent a good deal of her time in the library with Ron, helping
him with her studies and focusing on her own.
As Hermione labored to avoid Ginny, another person worked to avoid
Hermione. Harry had taken to spending late nights out on the Quidditch
field, ignoring his studies and everything else. When he was on his
broom, far removed from the earth, flying effortlessly above the
treetops- that was the only time when he could allow himself to forget
all his earthly concerns. Namely, his breakup with Hermione.
True, the breakup had in many ways been mutual, but that wasn't
what was important. What was important was that Hermione had clearly
been meant for him. She was brilliant, he was athletic and a good
duelist, both were the stars of House Gryffindor. Now that they
were seperate, Harry felt there was no one else equal to him in
Gryffindor for him to spend time with. Even Ron was snubbing him,
leaving Harry to walk around followed by the Creevey brothers.
It made Harry feel uncomfortably like Draco Malfoy with his two
goons but no real friends.
And that was a feeling Harry could not bear.
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Ginny stood on her tiptoes, peering through a hole between the
books on the library shelf to watch Hermione and Ron. The two were
laughing about something or another, books spread out on the table
before them unopened and ignored. For someone who claimed to care for
girls and not guys, Ginny thought wryly to herself, Hermione certainly
seemed to be enjoying Ron's company well enough. Though the thought
was a wry one, nothing could eliminate the pang in Ginny's heart at
the sight of the two laughing together.
Hermione was avoiding Ginny, the two hadn't talked in days. Whenever
Ginny saw Hermione, Ron was there too. Their companionship was
deliberate, and it left Ginny to wonder where she stood. Trudging
back to the common room, Ginny went up to her dorm and listened at
the door for a moment. The childish gossip of her roomates drifted
out to her, gossip about couples and romance. When she heard Ron
and Hermione's names mentioned in the same sentence, Ginny decided
she simply couldn't stand it any more. Drawing her robes tighter
around her and lifting the ragged hood, Ginny went out to the lake
for some time away from thoughts of this new, perfect couple.
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To be Continued....
There you have it. I'm not much of a romance writer, so any
thoughts on how to pull this off better would be much appreciated.
This story is far from done, so look for the next part. And...
shameless self promotion ahead... do check out my other stories
in this universe. After the next few parts are posted, they will
all begin to tie together.... :-D
Author's Note: Since I get more reviews on this series than any of my
others, I figured since I've only got a little while to type I should
type this part up. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: THIS IS S-L-A-S-H! I'm assuming you all figured that out
by now.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Leaning forward, Ginny pressed her lips against Hermione's,
drawing the older girl to her...
Hermione's eyes widened at the sensation of Ginny's lips on her own.
The kiss was all she had hoped for, and she knew that this was what
had been missing with Harry. For a few minutes, both girls gave into
their passions, losing themselves in the kiss. Reality could wait a
bit, for now, this was all that mattered to either.
But logic and reason were never far from Hermione's mind, and the
first words that escaped her lips when she pulled away from Ginny
were, "No one can know." It sounded cruel even to her, but Hermione
had read far too much on discrimination and hatred against lesbians
to believe that she and Ginny could walk into Hogwarts hand in hand
without encountering resentment and loathing.
Ginny winced at Hermione's words. She'd known from the start that
Hermione wasn't going to accept her, after all, she'd learned to
live with that disappointment after having a crush on Wonderboy
Potter. But to hear Hermione reject her so quickly, so thoughtlessly,
brought tears to Ginny's eyes. She drew further away from Hermione,
her hand falling limply to her side. "Fine. If that's how you feel,
I understand."
Hermione frowned at Ginny's response. She hadn't meant that she didn't
want to... to be with Ginny, just that no one could know about it.
Oh. Kicking herself inwardly for her lack of clarity, Hermione whispered,
"No Ginny, I didn't mean... I like you, if you still like me... but no
one can know about it."
Wiping her eyes on the sleeves of her robes, Ginny looked up into
Hermione's own eyes. Why not, she was tempted to challenge, but controlled
herself. Time enough to deal with that later. For now, she was simply
content to wrap her arms around Hermione. Everything else could wait.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
An hour passed before Ginny and Hermione rose to turn their footsteps
back to Hogwarts- an hour filled of whispered conversations and giggles,
of tales of old romances and of silly childhood reminiscinces. All so
meaningless, but for that one hour, it had meant more than anything
else in the world. Simply because they were able to speak of it without
akwardness and without worrying about anyone else but eachother.
But reality intruded as the two came closer and closer to Hogwarts.
Hermione's words echoed in Ginny's mind, "No one can know about it."
That was all very well, but Hogsmeade weekends were rare, and if no
one knew then they would be lucky to steal even a few moments alone
each week. And Ginny was not so confident in her new status as
Hermione's girlfriend that she was certain that, given the oppurtunity,
Hermione would not choose the easy way out and date Harry or even
Ron.
Before Ginny could broach the subject, Hermione spoke. Her thoughts
had been along the same lines as Ginny's, but they were tempered by
the thought of being an outcast at Hogwarts. True, her brain had
pretty much alienated her as it was, but she did not want to see
this as the latest headline in Witch Weekly. And from what she'd
read, it was rare enough, and hated enough, that it would catch
the eye of the media. So when she spoke to Ginny, it was to say
simply, "I don't like the idea much myself, Ginny... but think of
how Ron would react. And your parents. And my parents. And everyone."
Ginny grimaced a bit at that. She knew that already. The family
name, the family honor... But she wanted more than anything to
be able to forget all that. "I know." She whispered. "I know.
But it won't be easy."
Hermione did not reply, for after all, what could she say?
It was true, it would not be easy. Even if their relationship was
only just beginning, Hermione doubted that she and Ginny were going
to be able to act the same around each other.
However, all that was unimportant. Hermione wasn't a fan of lying,
nor was Ginny, but that was simply what had to be done. For
everyone's sake.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Ginny was used to watching Hermione in silence, in secret. But
it was so much harder now, when she would glance over during the
later hours, when all the elder Gryffindors were gathered in the
Common Room, and catch Hermione glancing back. To distract herself,
Ginny threw herself wholeheartedly in her studies.
It was a good thing, Hermione thought to herself as she sat in her
dorm room a few nights after Ginny had first kissed her, that Ginny
was not in any of her classes. That distraction would simply be too
much. As it was, Hermione worked to avoid Ginny most of the time.
She spent a good deal of her time in the library with Ron, helping
him with her studies and focusing on her own.
As Hermione labored to avoid Ginny, another person worked to avoid
Hermione. Harry had taken to spending late nights out on the Quidditch
field, ignoring his studies and everything else. When he was on his
broom, far removed from the earth, flying effortlessly above the
treetops- that was the only time when he could allow himself to forget
all his earthly concerns. Namely, his breakup with Hermione.
True, the breakup had in many ways been mutual, but that wasn't
what was important. What was important was that Hermione had clearly
been meant for him. She was brilliant, he was athletic and a good
duelist, both were the stars of House Gryffindor. Now that they
were seperate, Harry felt there was no one else equal to him in
Gryffindor for him to spend time with. Even Ron was snubbing him,
leaving Harry to walk around followed by the Creevey brothers.
It made Harry feel uncomfortably like Draco Malfoy with his two
goons but no real friends.
And that was a feeling Harry could not bear.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Ginny stood on her tiptoes, peering through a hole between the
books on the library shelf to watch Hermione and Ron. The two were
laughing about something or another, books spread out on the table
before them unopened and ignored. For someone who claimed to care for
girls and not guys, Ginny thought wryly to herself, Hermione certainly
seemed to be enjoying Ron's company well enough. Though the thought
was a wry one, nothing could eliminate the pang in Ginny's heart at
the sight of the two laughing together.
Hermione was avoiding Ginny, the two hadn't talked in days. Whenever
Ginny saw Hermione, Ron was there too. Their companionship was
deliberate, and it left Ginny to wonder where she stood. Trudging
back to the common room, Ginny went up to her dorm and listened at
the door for a moment. The childish gossip of her roomates drifted
out to her, gossip about couples and romance. When she heard Ron
and Hermione's names mentioned in the same sentence, Ginny decided
she simply couldn't stand it any more. Drawing her robes tighter
around her and lifting the ragged hood, Ginny went out to the lake
for some time away from thoughts of this new, perfect couple.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
To be Continued....
There you have it. I'm not much of a romance writer, so any
thoughts on how to pull this off better would be much appreciated.
This story is far from done, so look for the next part. And...
shameless self promotion ahead... do check out my other stories
in this universe. After the next few parts are posted, they will
all begin to tie together.... :-D
