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.
Chapters: How you deal
Hermione sighed as she drank in the younger girl's smell. In her arms was a peacefully sleeping Ginny, the most beautiful person she new. The most beautiful amazing witch, she could imagine. It had been three months since she found out that Ginny had feelings for her, and she silently wished it could have been a beautiful memory. The rain could have been romantic, under the willow tree, their first kiss; it could have been so romantic, so beautiful. Instead the feelings only ran of anguish, as she knew the scars of her love's body, and her guilt.
Kissing her love's body, her arms where the wounds still show, Ginny woke up with a slight smile, but faded quickly as she new what her love was doing.
"I could hide them 'Mione, you know I could easily put a spell to fix it."
"No," Hermione whispered, as she lay her head back to her pillow.
"but why?"
Hermione glared into Ginny's beautiful eyes, and sighed once again. It had been three months, and nothing could take the pain and worry away. Even with her love for Ginny, she couldn't look past all the feelings.
Hermione spoke, "I don't want you to hide yourself from me, and I want to see all you, to know all of you. Just because your witch, and have the power to hide, doesn't mean you have to, at least not with me."
It was Ginny's turn to sigh, as she looked back into her loves eyes, as if they were her only light in the world.
Ginny spoke, "but they only cause you pain, I don't want to hurt you anymore."
Hermione smiles but it lives too shortly, she speaks the words, "you don't hurt me." It's a slight lie though, and both of them know it's a cop out.
"I didn't know love would hurt, I suppose every rose has a thorn."
Hermione eyes began to water, it was too hard.
Ginny spoke again, "You've giving me a chance to prove my love to you, and you still look at me like that."
Hermione swallowed down her confusion and she questioned, "What way?"
Ginny, "Like you don't trust me."
Hermione looked down as she cringed; she whispered in a moan, "I look at you with only love; if you can't see that then I am worried. I love you so much Ginny, can't you feel it."
Ginny looked at her loves eyes again, getting lost and dizzy once again.
Hermione spoke again, "Can't you feel it with my touch, can't it feel it with my kiss, can't you feel it. Can you even trust it?"
Ginny eyes began to tear, she hated her past decisions, she hated that past, maybe even she hated herself. She couldn't though, she couldn't let Hermione know that she question everyday why this beautiful smart woman could possible love her. 'You cannot love, until you love yourself,' Ginny thought and thought some more, 'I hate when things seem true.'
Instead of saying anything she kissed Hermione lightly.
"Hermione, I love you. I want to make lo-."
Hermione interrupted as she lifted out her warm bed, which was only beginning to heat. She spoke, "I am sorry Ginny, and I forgot to do some of my homework."
"You forget to do your homework?" she questioned Hermione, was even possible for Hermione to forget to do her homework?
"You are a good distraction, but I did remember now," Hermione answered as she picked up her text book, "The different cultures of wizards and witches over time."
Hermione smirked, as she finally relax her nerves, she moaned, "You should get some sleep." She kissed Ginny's forehead.
"Yeah," Ginny whispered in a soft sigh, "Goodnight Hermione."
"Goodnight."
