Title: Ginny's dream chance at love

By: Cutekjgirl

Rating: PG13

Disclaimer: Don't own characters; they belong to J.K Rolling,

I just like playing with characters to my own will.

Warnings: Lesbian fun(smies), cutting, eventually probably a mention of rape/suicide/homicide/drug use, all the angst and world sucks stuff.

Author's note: I Finally got a beta!!! WOAH! Now people can read a lot easier.

CHAPTER TWO: How can you love someone when you don't love yourself? 

      "Mss. Granger, what brings you here at this late hour?" Professor Mcgonagall asked seeing the young woman enter.

      "I need help," Hermione said sitting in a chair next to Professor Mcgonagall's desk.

      "Need help. Oh dear, never have I heard these words from any of the three of you, you just run into danger."

      "Technically, we did ask you for your help once--but this doesn't involve Harry or Ron."

      "What does it involve, more importantly how can I help Mss. Granger?" Professor Mcgonagall asked.

      "I need some advice," Hermione sighed--she didn't like doing this.

      "Some troubles as Head girl?" the professor asked.

      "You could say that. I uh--see I have this friend that um--cares for someone a lot, loves them, though before they thought they wouldn't have a chance with the other person. Now they realize that this was mistake because the other person does feel something, but my friend think maybe its not right because they discovered that the other is hurting themselves and what can the friend do to make it right?"

      "Mss. Granger, I am sorry I had a terrible hard time following that. Let me get this straight I take it that you are the friend dear? yes. So, you had deep feelings for someone that you know now feels the same.  However, you're worried for their safety from themselves. Did I get that right?"

      Hermione looked down, replaying "Yes."

      Professor Mcgonagall added, "Did I get the word 'their' right too?"

      Hermione blushed slightly.

      Professor Mcgonagall nodded, "I do hate the pronoun game; it is just a complete nuisance. You know mss. Granger, that what you say to me is in complete confidence, yes?" Hermione nodded in understanding. Professor Mcgonagall sighed, "Can I assume that perhaps that you're in love with a girl, who is hurting herself?"

      Hermione brought her head up which was lowered to the ground before. "She said she did it because of me, because she wanted to stop loving me. That she couldn't imagine me loving her, and that it killed her to feel. I can't live with that, can I?"

      "Live with what exactly Mss. Granger?"

      "That she would hurt herself because of me.  What if we do stay together, if we really unite the feelings we have for each other, become a couple. Then for some reason we break up, horrible, and then she turns back to the wand. Or if I put way too much pressure on her, what if I want her so badly that I don't necessarily hear her warnings that we are going to fast. Then she does.."

      "Mrs. Granger, I see what you mean." The professor interrupted.

      "So what do I do?" Hermione asked.

      "I think Mss. Granger, that you'll know the right thing to do on your own. You are very intelligent, as you have shown everyone you could do great things. Might I suggest, however, that you get Mss. Weasley to talk to an adult. Perhaps me or another professor," Professor Mcgonagall suggested.

      Hermione nodded and began to leave, then turned back, "How did you know it was Ginny?"

      Professor Mcgonagall smiled slightly, "Let's just say I started to notice that Mss. Weasley has been spending more time at the library then the Quidditch field."

      Hermione smiled half way, all she wanted was to be crazy in love romance with Ginny.  Now, the joy could quite be enjoyed.

      "Is there something else Mss. Granger?"

      Hermione questioned, "Is it different in the world? I mean--in the 'muggle' world, someone like Ginny and I wouldn't quite be accepted. I guess I am asking, if--if it's better here?"

      Professor Mcgonagall sighed. She thought for her right response, "Mrs. Granger, I wish I could tell you that this place is different, but wizards and witches discriminate just like 'Muggles.'  Listen to me though Mss. Granger, the policy for this school is strict. Any homophobic comments will not be tolerated, nor accepted. If you feel anything but safe from others, you be sure to tell someone. It'll be dealt with promptly."

      "Professor, maybe this question is stupid since you been so open and understanding with me. Just--"

      "Mss. Granger--how about we get together tomorrow afternoon have lunch? we'll continue to talk, I'd like to talk to you about something. Though now I am sure you wish to get back to Mss. Weasley?"

Hermione nodded yes and left.  She went back to the Gryffindor dorm. She went to her room.  Since it was her own room since she was now the head girl with the hardest schedule to maintain, Head master Dumbledore suggested

that she have her own room, which was quite handy.  Ginny laid in Hermione's bed, fast asleep and tucked in, just where Hermione left her.   Hermione put on her PJs, then layed down right next to Ginny, snuggling next to her.

      "I love you Ginny," She whispered as she kissed Ginny on the forehead.

      The next morning came soon after.

      "Good morning 'Mione," Ginny said smiling to see Hermione next to her and watching her, "um-Can you tell me what I am doing in your bed?"

      Hermione smiled but it lived shortly, "You were completely drained last night, and I took you to my room to sleep. I figure you didn't want the girls on your case."

      "Last night, oh," Ginny said now remembering as she sat up.

      "Are you okay?" Hermione said pushing Ginny's straight red hair away from Ginny's face.

      "Now I am," Ginny smiled," 'Moine about yesterday, did I dream that you-that you kissed me?"

      "No you didn't dream it," Hermione reassured.

      "Okay, good." Ginny grinned, "Than I do have a chance with you?"

      "More then a chance," Hermione stated.

      Ginny grinned widely as she leaned into kiss Hermione. She entered her tongue in to Hermione's mouth, causing Hermione to moan softly. Ginny's face turned the color of her deep red hair, as she pulled away from the deep emotion flooding through her veins as a realization.

      "Ginny..We have to talk," Hermione whispered trying to stay strong.

      "Okay," Ginny pouted leaning away from Hermione.  No conversation started well with the words 'We have to talk.'

      "First I like to make it clear that I do love you, and that I want to be with you so incredibly bad. Its just, the cuts, it scared me that you would do that to yourself, and because of me."

      Ginny looked down, "I promise 'Mione, I wont ever do that again."

      "Are you sure, what if something goes wrong with us. You sure can keep that promise to me. Can you be sure?" Hermione asked and Ginny paused thinking of her answer.

      "See Ginny, you can't even answer that without thinking."

      "What do you want me to do 'Mione?" Ginny answered.

      "I want you to talk to someone, I want you to never hurt yourself. I want you to love yourself, so you can love me fairly, so I can love you without worry about you or worry that I'll say something and you'll go to the deep end."

      "Okay. I promise, 'Mione.  You'll be by my side though?"

      "I always am." Hermione voiced strongly.

      "NO I mean. Will you be at my side as my girlfriend?"

      Hermione didn't answer she just looked into Ginny's eyes.

      "Mione?" Ginny question slightly worried.

      "Maybe we should just be friends until you feel stronger," Hermione answered.

      "Is that what you want?" Ginny ask disappointedly.

      "No." Hermione sighed out as she looked away,

      "I'll prove myself to you 'Mione, Just give me a chance, and I'll make it worth it. Just give me a chance."