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Author: Philosophy897[Grace]
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*** Present Day[Hermione's POV]
"'Mione?" "Yes Ginny?" "Could you hand me that parchment..." "Sure thing," I say as I hand a parchment over to Ginny. Both of us have changed over the years and it is amazing how much. I'm head girl and a prefect, I've grown taller and my body has filled out, my hair, though often times still wild, has settled down mostly and I usually wear it up in a ponytail. Ginny, now in her 6th year, has also grown taller. Her body has changed in the same fashion as mine except she's even taller than my 17 year-old self, not to mention she's got a more athletic build, and her hair now curls in loose spirals down to her shoulders. On the inside however we've remained much the same. I'm still as studious as ever and tend to be a little eccentric about my homework, or so everyone tells me. Ginny is still an exuberant little girl at heart. One more major change took place. We got together. We have been for about two years, I figured as I glance over to my girlfriend who is looking from her book down to the parchment in deep concentration. Smiling warmly, I lean over and brush Ginny's fire-red hair from her neck and kissed the soft skin I've found playfully. Ginny just grins and continues working. "So whatcha' working on," I ask, peering down at the book. "Divination homework," she mumbles as she jots something down on the parchment. "I'd offer my help but you know how I detest Divination." "Yea, yea...you're useless," she says jokingly. "Hey now! I'm not useless," I reply defensively. "Oh really," I hear her say as she grins, she just loves to upset me, "then what can you do?" I think on this for a moment before smiling down at her, "I know of something, and as I recall you like it when I do this." Ginny scrunchs up her nose in concentration, it's adorable when she does that, "what is it then?" "Let me show you," I say with a smile before leaning down and kissing her softly. "Mmm...," she whispers against my lips as she pulls away and gives me one last small kiss, "I'd forgotten about that." "Forgot?!," I cry indignatly. I suppose she couldn't help herself but she broke down into helpless giggles. See, I told you she's still the same little school girl. Raising an arm up she protects herself from my playfully swatting hand. "Oh you're so going to get it Virgina Weasley," I say in mock seriousness as I get down from the bed and start to tickle her. "Ahh....Hermione stop it!"
"No way, I'm going to make you die of tickles for that one," I say between laughs as I continue my tickle torture. Tears begin to slowly seep from Ginny's tightly closed eyelids as she rolls about trying to get away from me, "Oh God please stop it Hermione I'm serious," she said with a mock angry tone. Naturally I stop and peer down at my girlfriend, just to check and see if she's being serious or if she's faking again. As I suspected she was faking. Leaning up she kisses me softly and I just smile into the kiss a moment before kissing back. I feel her arms wind around my waist and pull me down onto her body. Study break? I pull away slowly and look down into Ginny's bronzed almond orbs, "you're such a faker...and not even a good one at that," I say with a grin. Ginny grinned back, "good enough to fool you Miss Granger." I just glare down at her for a second before leaning in for another kiss . . . *** Two Years Earlier [Hermione's POV]
"Jesus Ginny you just about gave me a heart attack," I screech looking at my absolutely adorable best friend, she just tapped me from behind while I was reading, after hours, in the middle of the dark library. Naturally I was spooked. She just gives me that sweet little smile she has, "Sorry 'Mione," she says. "Oh don't give me that, I know you're not sorry Virginia Weasley. As a matter of fact I bet you wanted to scare me half way out of my knickers," I say, pretending to be upset. Ginny laughs. God I love her laugh. I don't know why but I've had this huge crush on her for the past year. It's driving me absolutely insane because every time I see her I just want to jump her. I probably shouldn't be saying that but it's true. Sometimes I think she might feel the same way. Like when we just catch ourselves staring at each other. Or when she goes out of her way to see me in the hallways. I don't know, I'm probably just crazy. It's probably normal for best friends to do that, right? "So what're doing in the library after hours," she asks me. "Some late night studying," I say, it's what I do when I can't get my mind off her, "what's your excuse?" "Excuse," she scoffs, "I just came down here to see my bestest-best friend," she responds cheekily. "Oh really. And how did you know that your 'bestest-best friend' would be down here," I ask raising a brow. "Well...umm...I have ESP," she states proudly. "Is that so? Then perhaps you could tell me what I'm going to do next," I say with a grin. "Easy, you're going to stand up and go to put that book away and find another to bury yourself in," she says. It's true, "how'd you know," I question, peering at her. "Another easy question 'Mione, you're on the last page of that book." Sighing, I decide not to answer and close the now finnished book. I stand and walk down one of the long, hopelessly dark aisles and place the book in it's proper place before turning to go to another section of the library and get the next volume I want to read. I didn't notice Ginny until it was to late and I tumbled on top of her in my haste to get to my next book. We land on the ground and I look down at her apologetically. "Sorry," I squeak out. She just looks up into my eyes with those warm, brown, deep, gorgeous eyes. After a moment she leans up. I'm not sure what's going on but she seems to have slowed down, like she's moving in a different time and that's when I realize she's going to kiss me. Closing my eyes I lean down and kiss back, suffice to say I'm quite a bit suprised by this turn of events. Suprised and unimaginably happy. *** Present Day[Ginny's POV]
"Wake up Ginn or you'll be late for class!" Mumbling I slowly wake to feel the bed pressed down on one side. My lips open as I groan lightly and raise a hand up to block my sensitive eyes from the bright sunlight peeping into the room. Ugh, why does Hermione have to open the curtains wide open whenever she wakes up? Yawning I sit up, the covers falling down to my lap. My eyes flutter open as I feel Hermione's hand brush away a lock of my hair then promptly close when her lips press against mine. Smiling I lay back in the bed, pulling her down with me. Maybe she'll let me stay in late for once, who knows, maybe she'll be a dare devil and stay in with me. She pulls away. Figures. "Mmmm, Ginny as much as I'd love to stay here with you forever and a day you and I both have classes to get to," she says, quickly sitting up to resume tying her shoes. Grinning wickedly, I straddle her from behind and begin slowly kissing her neck. Feeling her relax under my kisses I continue only to have her move away from the bed, away from me. "C'mon Ginn, don't do that you know I can't resist it when you," I stand and silence her by sucking softly on the hollow of her neck, that's her weak spot, "ahh...," she says a moment before placing her hands on my shoulders and pushing gently. Sighing I finally stand and walk over to her dresser. I always keep a change of clothes here. For a moment I pause, wondering why Hermione always has to be so prompt for her classes, then I continue looking. The answer of course is that's just the way Hermione is. Smiling I realize I wouldn't have it any other way. I pull out my clothes and turn to look at her as she stands, she's already ready to go and I haven't even taken off my pjs. That's right pjs, I don't sleep in the nude and especially not with 'Mione. True, I love her but we still haven't slept together. I don't intend to for awhile either, well at least until we both know it's the right time. After all I want things to be absolutely perfect. She blushes and turns away as I begin to unbutton my top. I quickly change into my robes and walk over to her. "I'm ready," I state, "what took you so long Miss Granger," I tease. She glares at me for a good five seconds before speaking, "I guess I was just to busy gawking at my pictures of Ron Weasley." Cold. Shiver, shiver. I raise a brow, "oh really?" "Yes really," she says, I love her voice. "Well what's he got that I don't," I ask. She just looks at me as though I shouldn't have to ask, "well c'mon, what is it?" She grins, uh oh, "Ginny did your mother ever have that talk with you?" "Which talk?" "The girls have a button and boys have a pole talk," she says. "Ohhhh...well I...uhh...I," I stammer, caught like a deer in headlights, "but can he do this," I ask as I lean in and kiss her lips in a searing, passionate kiss. Hermione's breath catches in her throat as I slowly backstep till my legs are pressing against the bed. I slowly lay down, bringin her down with me. I move so she's underneath me then begin to gently kiss her neck. Sucking ever so slightly. I can feel it and hear it when she groans lightly into my ear and mumbles, "no...nobody can do that but you Ginny." I smile and glance up at her, "I know that silly . . . " *** 2 Years Earlier[Ginny's POV]
As I tiptoe into the library I look around for a certain bushy haired best friend of mine. Spotting her with her nose in a book I giggle into my palm. She's been down here every night for the past few weeks. I wonder why she comes down here, I know it's not just to study because Lord knows she does enough of that during the day. I quitely sneak up behind her and tap her on the book. The look on her face is priceless, my trick was successful, I scared her really good this time. It'd be hard to top a scream like that. "Jesus Ginny you just about gave me a heart attack," she shouts at me. I give her a smile, "sorry 'Mione," I lie. "Oh don't give me that, I know you're not sorry Virginia Weasley. As a matter of fact I bet you wanted to scare me half way out of my knickers," she says, uh-oh she's pulling out the whole name now. Better watch out. As I laugh I watch her upset face turn into a smile. What an amazing smile. What an amazing everything actually. Hermione is breath-taking though she thinks quite the opposite. She's stunning and for the past few months it has become even more obvious to me. I've developed quite a crush on her. Back to the plan, there was actually a reason I came down here tonight. Asides from spooking her and getting to watch her in study, she's adorable when she does that, I also have a grand plan. "So what're you doing in the library after hours," I ask. "Some late night studying," she replies, what a lie, "what's your excuse?" "Excuse," I say pretending to be mildly offended, I hadn't thought she'd ask, how stupid of me, "I just came down here to see my bestest-best friend," I say cooly. Whew, good cover. "Oh really, and how did you know your 'bestest-best friend' would be down here," she inquires, raising a brow in that cute way of hers. Another one I didn't expect, damn, "Well...umm...I have ESP," I say quickly. "Is that so? Then perhaps you could tell me what I'm going to do next." I take a quick survey of the area, "easy, you're going to stand up and go to put that book away and find another to bury yourself in." She's stumped. Score one for the home team! "How'd you know?" "Another easy question 'Mione, you're on the last page of that book." She gives a sigh and stands. As she walks down the aisle I follow closely behind. Turning she stumbles into me, causing me to fall back. Ouch! A bit of a minor head injury, it's all worth it though to have Hermione Granger laying on me. "Sorry," she says shooting me an apologetic look. I look up at her for a moment. This isn't how I planned it but this will do anyway. I give a smile and lean up, gently pressing my lips to her. Imagine my shock when she kisses me back. Shock. But in the best way possible of course. The moment our lips touch I feel a million and one little bolts of lightening explode into my body, each of them coming from my mouth. The girl's good.
*** Present Day[Hermione's POV]
"'Mione?" "Yes Ginny?" "Could you hand me that parchment..." "Sure thing," I say as I hand a parchment over to Ginny. Both of us have changed over the years and it is amazing how much. I'm head girl and a prefect, I've grown taller and my body has filled out, my hair, though often times still wild, has settled down mostly and I usually wear it up in a ponytail. Ginny, now in her 6th year, has also grown taller. Her body has changed in the same fashion as mine except she's even taller than my 17 year-old self, not to mention she's got a more athletic build, and her hair now curls in loose spirals down to her shoulders. On the inside however we've remained much the same. I'm still as studious as ever and tend to be a little eccentric about my homework, or so everyone tells me. Ginny is still an exuberant little girl at heart. One more major change took place. We got together. We have been for about two years, I figured as I glance over to my girlfriend who is looking from her book down to the parchment in deep concentration. Smiling warmly, I lean over and brush Ginny's fire-red hair from her neck and kissed the soft skin I've found playfully. Ginny just grins and continues working. "So whatcha' working on," I ask, peering down at the book. "Divination homework," she mumbles as she jots something down on the parchment. "I'd offer my help but you know how I detest Divination." "Yea, yea...you're useless," she says jokingly. "Hey now! I'm not useless," I reply defensively. "Oh really," I hear her say as she grins, she just loves to upset me, "then what can you do?" I think on this for a moment before smiling down at her, "I know of something, and as I recall you like it when I do this." Ginny scrunchs up her nose in concentration, it's adorable when she does that, "what is it then?" "Let me show you," I say with a smile before leaning down and kissing her softly. "Mmm...," she whispers against my lips as she pulls away and gives me one last small kiss, "I'd forgotten about that." "Forgot?!," I cry indignatly. I suppose she couldn't help herself but she broke down into helpless giggles. See, I told you she's still the same little school girl. Raising an arm up she protects herself from my playfully swatting hand. "Oh you're so going to get it Virgina Weasley," I say in mock seriousness as I get down from the bed and start to tickle her. "Ahh....Hermione stop it!"
"No way, I'm going to make you die of tickles for that one," I say between laughs as I continue my tickle torture. Tears begin to slowly seep from Ginny's tightly closed eyelids as she rolls about trying to get away from me, "Oh God please stop it Hermione I'm serious," she said with a mock angry tone. Naturally I stop and peer down at my girlfriend, just to check and see if she's being serious or if she's faking again. As I suspected she was faking. Leaning up she kisses me softly and I just smile into the kiss a moment before kissing back. I feel her arms wind around my waist and pull me down onto her body. Study break? I pull away slowly and look down into Ginny's bronzed almond orbs, "you're such a faker...and not even a good one at that," I say with a grin. Ginny grinned back, "good enough to fool you Miss Granger." I just glare down at her for a second before leaning in for another kiss . . . *** Two Years Earlier [Hermione's POV]
"Jesus Ginny you just about gave me a heart attack," I screech looking at my absolutely adorable best friend, she just tapped me from behind while I was reading, after hours, in the middle of the dark library. Naturally I was spooked. She just gives me that sweet little smile she has, "Sorry 'Mione," she says. "Oh don't give me that, I know you're not sorry Virginia Weasley. As a matter of fact I bet you wanted to scare me half way out of my knickers," I say, pretending to be upset. Ginny laughs. God I love her laugh. I don't know why but I've had this huge crush on her for the past year. It's driving me absolutely insane because every time I see her I just want to jump her. I probably shouldn't be saying that but it's true. Sometimes I think she might feel the same way. Like when we just catch ourselves staring at each other. Or when she goes out of her way to see me in the hallways. I don't know, I'm probably just crazy. It's probably normal for best friends to do that, right? "So what're doing in the library after hours," she asks me. "Some late night studying," I say, it's what I do when I can't get my mind off her, "what's your excuse?" "Excuse," she scoffs, "I just came down here to see my bestest-best friend," she responds cheekily. "Oh really. And how did you know that your 'bestest-best friend' would be down here," I ask raising a brow. "Well...umm...I have ESP," she states proudly. "Is that so? Then perhaps you could tell me what I'm going to do next," I say with a grin. "Easy, you're going to stand up and go to put that book away and find another to bury yourself in," she says. It's true, "how'd you know," I question, peering at her. "Another easy question 'Mione, you're on the last page of that book." Sighing, I decide not to answer and close the now finnished book. I stand and walk down one of the long, hopelessly dark aisles and place the book in it's proper place before turning to go to another section of the library and get the next volume I want to read. I didn't notice Ginny until it was to late and I tumbled on top of her in my haste to get to my next book. We land on the ground and I look down at her apologetically. "Sorry," I squeak out. She just looks up into my eyes with those warm, brown, deep, gorgeous eyes. After a moment she leans up. I'm not sure what's going on but she seems to have slowed down, like she's moving in a different time and that's when I realize she's going to kiss me. Closing my eyes I lean down and kiss back, suffice to say I'm quite a bit suprised by this turn of events. Suprised and unimaginably happy. *** Present Day[Ginny's POV]
"Wake up Ginn or you'll be late for class!" Mumbling I slowly wake to feel the bed pressed down on one side. My lips open as I groan lightly and raise a hand up to block my sensitive eyes from the bright sunlight peeping into the room. Ugh, why does Hermione have to open the curtains wide open whenever she wakes up? Yawning I sit up, the covers falling down to my lap. My eyes flutter open as I feel Hermione's hand brush away a lock of my hair then promptly close when her lips press against mine. Smiling I lay back in the bed, pulling her down with me. Maybe she'll let me stay in late for once, who knows, maybe she'll be a dare devil and stay in with me. She pulls away. Figures. "Mmmm, Ginny as much as I'd love to stay here with you forever and a day you and I both have classes to get to," she says, quickly sitting up to resume tying her shoes. Grinning wickedly, I straddle her from behind and begin slowly kissing her neck. Feeling her relax under my kisses I continue only to have her move away from the bed, away from me. "C'mon Ginn, don't do that you know I can't resist it when you," I stand and silence her by sucking softly on the hollow of her neck, that's her weak spot, "ahh...," she says a moment before placing her hands on my shoulders and pushing gently. Sighing I finally stand and walk over to her dresser. I always keep a change of clothes here. For a moment I pause, wondering why Hermione always has to be so prompt for her classes, then I continue looking. The answer of course is that's just the way Hermione is. Smiling I realize I wouldn't have it any other way. I pull out my clothes and turn to look at her as she stands, she's already ready to go and I haven't even taken off my pjs. That's right pjs, I don't sleep in the nude and especially not with 'Mione. True, I love her but we still haven't slept together. I don't intend to for awhile either, well at least until we both know it's the right time. After all I want things to be absolutely perfect. She blushes and turns away as I begin to unbutton my top. I quickly change into my robes and walk over to her. "I'm ready," I state, "what took you so long Miss Granger," I tease. She glares at me for a good five seconds before speaking, "I guess I was just to busy gawking at my pictures of Ron Weasley." Cold. Shiver, shiver. I raise a brow, "oh really?" "Yes really," she says, I love her voice. "Well what's he got that I don't," I ask. She just looks at me as though I shouldn't have to ask, "well c'mon, what is it?" She grins, uh oh, "Ginny did your mother ever have that talk with you?" "Which talk?" "The girls have a button and boys have a pole talk," she says. "Ohhhh...well I...uhh...I," I stammer, caught like a deer in headlights, "but can he do this," I ask as I lean in and kiss her lips in a searing, passionate kiss. Hermione's breath catches in her throat as I slowly backstep till my legs are pressing against the bed. I slowly lay down, bringin her down with me. I move so she's underneath me then begin to gently kiss her neck. Sucking ever so slightly. I can feel it and hear it when she groans lightly into my ear and mumbles, "no...nobody can do that but you Ginny." I smile and glance up at her, "I know that silly . . . " *** 2 Years Earlier[Ginny's POV]
As I tiptoe into the library I look around for a certain bushy haired best friend of mine. Spotting her with her nose in a book I giggle into my palm. She's been down here every night for the past few weeks. I wonder why she comes down here, I know it's not just to study because Lord knows she does enough of that during the day. I quitely sneak up behind her and tap her on the book. The look on her face is priceless, my trick was successful, I scared her really good this time. It'd be hard to top a scream like that. "Jesus Ginny you just about gave me a heart attack," she shouts at me. I give her a smile, "sorry 'Mione," I lie. "Oh don't give me that, I know you're not sorry Virginia Weasley. As a matter of fact I bet you wanted to scare me half way out of my knickers," she says, uh-oh she's pulling out the whole name now. Better watch out. As I laugh I watch her upset face turn into a smile. What an amazing smile. What an amazing everything actually. Hermione is breath-taking though she thinks quite the opposite. She's stunning and for the past few months it has become even more obvious to me. I've developed quite a crush on her. Back to the plan, there was actually a reason I came down here tonight. Asides from spooking her and getting to watch her in study, she's adorable when she does that, I also have a grand plan. "So what're you doing in the library after hours," I ask. "Some late night studying," she replies, what a lie, "what's your excuse?" "Excuse," I say pretending to be mildly offended, I hadn't thought she'd ask, how stupid of me, "I just came down here to see my bestest-best friend," I say cooly. Whew, good cover. "Oh really, and how did you know your 'bestest-best friend' would be down here," she inquires, raising a brow in that cute way of hers. Another one I didn't expect, damn, "Well...umm...I have ESP," I say quickly. "Is that so? Then perhaps you could tell me what I'm going to do next." I take a quick survey of the area, "easy, you're going to stand up and go to put that book away and find another to bury yourself in." She's stumped. Score one for the home team! "How'd you know?" "Another easy question 'Mione, you're on the last page of that book." She gives a sigh and stands. As she walks down the aisle I follow closely behind. Turning she stumbles into me, causing me to fall back. Ouch! A bit of a minor head injury, it's all worth it though to have Hermione Granger laying on me. "Sorry," she says shooting me an apologetic look. I look up at her for a moment. This isn't how I planned it but this will do anyway. I give a smile and lean up, gently pressing my lips to her. Imagine my shock when she kisses me back. Shock. But in the best way possible of course. The moment our lips touch I feel a million and one little bolts of lightening explode into my body, each of them coming from my mouth. The girl's good.