When The Time Comes
Disclaimer: I own nothing in this story except for the plot. Thank you JK Rowling for enlightening our world with the Harry Potter series! ##-Ginny's thoughts $$-Hermione's thoughts %%-Harry's thoughts ^^-Draco's thoughts &&-Ron's thoughts
Chapter 2: Secret Conversation
Ginny and Draco each conjured a bed for Harry and Hermione in their rooms.
"Mione? Can I talk to you about something? It's kind of important." Ginny asked as Hermione was brushing her hair and Ginny was cleaning her face.
"Yeah, sure Ginny. Anything. What's on your mind?" Hermione replied, her head upside down. Hermione's bushy, frizzy hair had changed in her 6th year to bouncy, chocolate colored curls that stayed perfect, even when her hair was brushed. The only time it was straight was when Hermione's hair was wet or she used hair straightener.
"Well, I dunno how to say this, but. ah hell with it. I'll spit it out. I love Harry." Ginny blurted.
"Well, so do I, but it's not a secret. We all love Harry." Hermione said, obviously not knowing how Ginny loved Harry.
"No. I mean I love Harry as more than a friend. I love him as a.a.a girlfriend kind of love, I guess." Ginny stammered.
"Ohhhhhh! I know what you mean! Like how I love Dr- the guy I like! Well, just a little hint. I think Harry likes you the way you like him!" Hermione giggled.
"Who do you like? Come on! I told you who I like! You could at least do the same for me! It's like a secrets trade! It can be a fun game we play! Besides, I'm Head Girl, so I can give u detention if you don't!" Ginny joked at Hermione's face, which immediately changed to laughter.
"I like someone we both know really well and is really nice and all that." Hermione hinted.
"Hell, Mione! Spit it out!" Ginny laughed.
"It's. Draco." Hermione blabbed and hid her face from laughter.
"Oh my god! That's so damn cool because." Ginny excitedly shrieked before remembering she couldn't tell Draco's secret.
"Because what?" Hermione asked.
"I can't say. I promised I wouldn't tell, otherwise I would tell you. I'm sorry." Ginny said sourly. "Ok. But at least tell me who said it!" Hermione said. "I can't. Well, maybe saying who said the secret isn't gonna be that big of a deal. Draco said it." Ginny said.
"Oh. Ok. Well, let's talk about something else! I'm kinda bored. Want to do homework?" Hermione joked, laughing at Ginny's mortified face.
"You're joking, though, right?" Ginny asked when they went into the Head common room.
"No. I was serious! I can help you with your History of Magic and potions homework!" Hermione replied earnestly, while thinking, $I am getting really good at this pretending to want to do homework!$.
Ginny glumly dragged her book bag out and said, "Come on. Time to do homework."
"Omigosh! You actually thought that I was going to make you do your homework now? It's the weekend! You gotta live a little! I was kidding!" Hermione shrieked with laughter.
"Omigosh, Mione!!! You little-" Ginny shouted, before being cut off by Hermione.
"Actually, I believe you are the little one!" Hermione joked.
"Whatever! Come on! Let's get some breakfast! It's like 9:45! I'm starving!" Ginny begged.
"You remind me of Ro- never mind." Hermione said sadly.
"Please don't be sad about my brother! He's being a stupid git! Draco's worth our time, not Ron. Even mum thinks Ron's acting stupid." Ginny comforted Hermione.
"Ok. Thank you, Ginny." Hermione smiled.
"Anything, Mione. Anything for a friend." Ginny replied. They hugged and headed down to the Great Hall for breakfast.
A/N: Sorry if it's not very fluffy right now, but it will be better soon. This is my first FanFic, so please, give me any suggestions to make the story better in your standards. TTYL! Have a great time reading and reviewing!
~¤PeaCH LuV PaRTY¤~
Disclaimer: I own nothing in this story except for the plot. Thank you JK Rowling for enlightening our world with the Harry Potter series! ##-Ginny's thoughts $$-Hermione's thoughts %%-Harry's thoughts ^^-Draco's thoughts &&-Ron's thoughts
Chapter 2: Secret Conversation
Ginny and Draco each conjured a bed for Harry and Hermione in their rooms.
"Mione? Can I talk to you about something? It's kind of important." Ginny asked as Hermione was brushing her hair and Ginny was cleaning her face.
"Yeah, sure Ginny. Anything. What's on your mind?" Hermione replied, her head upside down. Hermione's bushy, frizzy hair had changed in her 6th year to bouncy, chocolate colored curls that stayed perfect, even when her hair was brushed. The only time it was straight was when Hermione's hair was wet or she used hair straightener.
"Well, I dunno how to say this, but. ah hell with it. I'll spit it out. I love Harry." Ginny blurted.
"Well, so do I, but it's not a secret. We all love Harry." Hermione said, obviously not knowing how Ginny loved Harry.
"No. I mean I love Harry as more than a friend. I love him as a.a.a girlfriend kind of love, I guess." Ginny stammered.
"Ohhhhhh! I know what you mean! Like how I love Dr- the guy I like! Well, just a little hint. I think Harry likes you the way you like him!" Hermione giggled.
"Who do you like? Come on! I told you who I like! You could at least do the same for me! It's like a secrets trade! It can be a fun game we play! Besides, I'm Head Girl, so I can give u detention if you don't!" Ginny joked at Hermione's face, which immediately changed to laughter.
"I like someone we both know really well and is really nice and all that." Hermione hinted.
"Hell, Mione! Spit it out!" Ginny laughed.
"It's. Draco." Hermione blabbed and hid her face from laughter.
"Oh my god! That's so damn cool because." Ginny excitedly shrieked before remembering she couldn't tell Draco's secret.
"Because what?" Hermione asked.
"I can't say. I promised I wouldn't tell, otherwise I would tell you. I'm sorry." Ginny said sourly. "Ok. But at least tell me who said it!" Hermione said. "I can't. Well, maybe saying who said the secret isn't gonna be that big of a deal. Draco said it." Ginny said.
"Oh. Ok. Well, let's talk about something else! I'm kinda bored. Want to do homework?" Hermione joked, laughing at Ginny's mortified face.
"You're joking, though, right?" Ginny asked when they went into the Head common room.
"No. I was serious! I can help you with your History of Magic and potions homework!" Hermione replied earnestly, while thinking, $I am getting really good at this pretending to want to do homework!$.
Ginny glumly dragged her book bag out and said, "Come on. Time to do homework."
"Omigosh! You actually thought that I was going to make you do your homework now? It's the weekend! You gotta live a little! I was kidding!" Hermione shrieked with laughter.
"Omigosh, Mione!!! You little-" Ginny shouted, before being cut off by Hermione.
"Actually, I believe you are the little one!" Hermione joked.
"Whatever! Come on! Let's get some breakfast! It's like 9:45! I'm starving!" Ginny begged.
"You remind me of Ro- never mind." Hermione said sadly.
"Please don't be sad about my brother! He's being a stupid git! Draco's worth our time, not Ron. Even mum thinks Ron's acting stupid." Ginny comforted Hermione.
"Ok. Thank you, Ginny." Hermione smiled.
"Anything, Mione. Anything for a friend." Ginny replied. They hugged and headed down to the Great Hall for breakfast.
A/N: Sorry if it's not very fluffy right now, but it will be better soon. This is my first FanFic, so please, give me any suggestions to make the story better in your standards. TTYL! Have a great time reading and reviewing!
~¤PeaCH LuV PaRTY¤~