Chapter 2
A/N: Many thanx to FunnyBunny2, PrincessJCWR, and Writing Squirrel for the reviews! They made me very happy. Also, sorry for the wait, I sprained my wrist the other day, and couldn't really type. But anyways, I think this is going to be fun to write. R/R, pleez and thank you! :D
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Ginny woke up the next morning to find that she was wrapped up in the arms of one Hermione Granger.
"Morning."
Ginny smiled, and then realized to the full extent of what she had done last night, and blushed. "Morning. . ."
Hermione chuckled. "So. . . Why couldn't you sleep?"
Ginny thought for a moment, and then shook her head. "I can't quite remember. . . But there were chickens. Lots of chickens."
Hermione snorted, and Ginny giggled.
Suddenly, a yawn was heard from across the room. "No, mummy, 5 more minutes. . ."
They both had to bite their lips to keep from laughing, and then got up to go down to breakfast.
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Down at the Great Hall, Harry and Ron were snickering over their latest prank, of which Millicent Bulstrode was apparently the receiver, coming from the fact that she was currently storming across the hall to the Griffindor table.
"Oh, you little--- I hate you!!!" Hermione looked up and her eyes bugged out.
"LOOK at my HAIR! You little tyrants put it BACK THE WAY IT WAS!"
"Not that that was so much better," snickered Ron.
Ginny gaped. "You turned her hair *green*! You turned her *hair* *green*!!" She then got an amazed smirk on her face. "WONDERFUL!" The four of them all burst out laughing, and Millicent stomped away, yelling out obscenities every few seconds.
"Of all the *nerve*! If I wasn't---Oh, I'll get them!"
Hermione shook her head as she picked up a scone from the bowl in front of her.
"Say, Ginny," started Mage, a girl from Ginny's dorm, "Where were you last night? I woke up around 5:30, and you weren't there."
At this, Fred and George, who were sitting a little farther down the table, turned their stares towards Ginny and Hermione.
"Yes, Ginny, inquisitive minds wish to know, where were you?" Fred raised his eyebrow, and both Hermione and Ginny blushed.
"I um. . . I couldn't sleep, so I, um. . . I went down to the common room and. . . Read, for a bit." She nodded her head quickly.
"Oh," said Mage. "Alright then." She smiled.
Hermione blushed once more and got up from the table. "Well, I must go. . . Feed Crookshanks. Yes. Um. . . Goodbye," she said, and walked away.
Ginny fidgeted for a moment, and then sighed. "Must be off, then. See you later."
Harry gave Ron a questioning look, but Ron just shrugged.
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Ginny caught up with Hermione just outside the Fat Lady's portrait. "Wait," she said.
Hermione turned around and smiled, while Ginny just shook her head, laughing. "You walk too fast, Herm!"
Hermione laughed. "Tulip Treacle," she said to the Fat Lady, and the painting moved open.
Once inside, Hermione took Ginny's hand and led them over to the couch.
"I want to ask you a question."
Ginny, still slightly shocked over the fact that Hermione was holding her hand, didn't look up for a second. Suddenly, she realized that Hermione had just asked her a question. "I'm sorry, what was that?"
Hermione smiled. "I said I wanted to ask you a question."
Ginny nodded, and Hermione cleared her throat. "Well, um. . . Would you want to, you know. . . Oh, I don't know! Ginny, I don't know what to do! I like you. . . As a friend, and I think I might like you more, but I. . . I don't know what to do about it. And it's driving me mad. . ."
Ginny bit her lip. "Maybe. . . If we, you know, got to know each other like a couple would, then we would know what to do?"
Hermione blinked, and then sighed. "But that's the point! I don't know how a couple would get to know each other, really."
Ginny scrunched up her nose and thought for a moment. "Maybe," she started, "we could do something like. . . this," and she pushed her lips up against Hermione's for a minute.
Hermione sighed and leaned into the kiss, and then Ginny broke it off. "Or, we could do something like this. . ." And she lowered her mouth to Hermione's neck, lightly sucking and nipping at the tender flesh.
Hermione gasped. "Dear me, I've been so uneducated. . ." At this, both girls looked to each other and burst out laughing.
Hermione pulled Ginny down beside her and smiled. "Not quite what I was thinking about, but definitely fun," she giggled.
Ginny smiled. "I do get what you're saying, though. But we already know each other well. . . I guess we just, um, think like a couple?" Hermione snorted at this, but nodded. "I can try that."
With that, Hermione reached up and kissed Ginny once more before they headed up to the dorm rooms.
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TBC. . . And this will get an actual plot, not just fluffiness. I just have to figure out what that plot will be. . . Any ideas?
A/N: Many thanx to FunnyBunny2, PrincessJCWR, and Writing Squirrel for the reviews! They made me very happy. Also, sorry for the wait, I sprained my wrist the other day, and couldn't really type. But anyways, I think this is going to be fun to write. R/R, pleez and thank you! :D
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Ginny woke up the next morning to find that she was wrapped up in the arms of one Hermione Granger.
"Morning."
Ginny smiled, and then realized to the full extent of what she had done last night, and blushed. "Morning. . ."
Hermione chuckled. "So. . . Why couldn't you sleep?"
Ginny thought for a moment, and then shook her head. "I can't quite remember. . . But there were chickens. Lots of chickens."
Hermione snorted, and Ginny giggled.
Suddenly, a yawn was heard from across the room. "No, mummy, 5 more minutes. . ."
They both had to bite their lips to keep from laughing, and then got up to go down to breakfast.
..:::..
Down at the Great Hall, Harry and Ron were snickering over their latest prank, of which Millicent Bulstrode was apparently the receiver, coming from the fact that she was currently storming across the hall to the Griffindor table.
"Oh, you little--- I hate you!!!" Hermione looked up and her eyes bugged out.
"LOOK at my HAIR! You little tyrants put it BACK THE WAY IT WAS!"
"Not that that was so much better," snickered Ron.
Ginny gaped. "You turned her hair *green*! You turned her *hair* *green*!!" She then got an amazed smirk on her face. "WONDERFUL!" The four of them all burst out laughing, and Millicent stomped away, yelling out obscenities every few seconds.
"Of all the *nerve*! If I wasn't---Oh, I'll get them!"
Hermione shook her head as she picked up a scone from the bowl in front of her.
"Say, Ginny," started Mage, a girl from Ginny's dorm, "Where were you last night? I woke up around 5:30, and you weren't there."
At this, Fred and George, who were sitting a little farther down the table, turned their stares towards Ginny and Hermione.
"Yes, Ginny, inquisitive minds wish to know, where were you?" Fred raised his eyebrow, and both Hermione and Ginny blushed.
"I um. . . I couldn't sleep, so I, um. . . I went down to the common room and. . . Read, for a bit." She nodded her head quickly.
"Oh," said Mage. "Alright then." She smiled.
Hermione blushed once more and got up from the table. "Well, I must go. . . Feed Crookshanks. Yes. Um. . . Goodbye," she said, and walked away.
Ginny fidgeted for a moment, and then sighed. "Must be off, then. See you later."
Harry gave Ron a questioning look, but Ron just shrugged.
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Ginny caught up with Hermione just outside the Fat Lady's portrait. "Wait," she said.
Hermione turned around and smiled, while Ginny just shook her head, laughing. "You walk too fast, Herm!"
Hermione laughed. "Tulip Treacle," she said to the Fat Lady, and the painting moved open.
Once inside, Hermione took Ginny's hand and led them over to the couch.
"I want to ask you a question."
Ginny, still slightly shocked over the fact that Hermione was holding her hand, didn't look up for a second. Suddenly, she realized that Hermione had just asked her a question. "I'm sorry, what was that?"
Hermione smiled. "I said I wanted to ask you a question."
Ginny nodded, and Hermione cleared her throat. "Well, um. . . Would you want to, you know. . . Oh, I don't know! Ginny, I don't know what to do! I like you. . . As a friend, and I think I might like you more, but I. . . I don't know what to do about it. And it's driving me mad. . ."
Ginny bit her lip. "Maybe. . . If we, you know, got to know each other like a couple would, then we would know what to do?"
Hermione blinked, and then sighed. "But that's the point! I don't know how a couple would get to know each other, really."
Ginny scrunched up her nose and thought for a moment. "Maybe," she started, "we could do something like. . . this," and she pushed her lips up against Hermione's for a minute.
Hermione sighed and leaned into the kiss, and then Ginny broke it off. "Or, we could do something like this. . ." And she lowered her mouth to Hermione's neck, lightly sucking and nipping at the tender flesh.
Hermione gasped. "Dear me, I've been so uneducated. . ." At this, both girls looked to each other and burst out laughing.
Hermione pulled Ginny down beside her and smiled. "Not quite what I was thinking about, but definitely fun," she giggled.
Ginny smiled. "I do get what you're saying, though. But we already know each other well. . . I guess we just, um, think like a couple?" Hermione snorted at this, but nodded. "I can try that."
With that, Hermione reached up and kissed Ginny once more before they headed up to the dorm rooms.
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TBC. . . And this will get an actual plot, not just fluffiness. I just have to figure out what that plot will be. . . Any ideas?