Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters in it.
Author's Note: This is my first fanfiction, so bare with me. Please R&R. All comments will be appreciated.
Chapter 1
Hermione Granger, 7th tear and Head Girl at Hogwarts, stepped into the Gryffindor common room quite late that night. As Head Girl she'd been allowed to stay in the library to study way past bedtime. She'd been hoping to find an empty common room so she could just creep off to bed and collapse. She wasn't so lucky.
Harry and Ginny were quite involved when she walked in. His hand held her head, his fingers entangled in her fiery hair. His other arm was around her waist holding her tightly against him. Ginny had her arms around his neck, her fingers playing slowly with the hair at his nape. They were locked in a deep, slow, thoughtfully kiss. One that showed how much experience they each had, but not with each other. It was a learning kiss.
"Oh!" Hermione gasped. "I... I didn't know... I was just... I'm really sorry..." she rambled and stuttered feebly.
They both jumped startled and looked up in confusion. Harry's dazed expression quickly became one of annoyance. Ginny's face brightened to a hot pink and she jumped out of Harry's arms quickly. Harry's glare softened into a small, understanding smile at Ginny's innocent embarrassment.
"Really," Hermione pleaded. "I'll just go to bed," she went to quickly cross the room.
"Don't tell Ron!" Ginny cried before she reached her room. "You won't... right?"
"Of course not," Hermione promised. "But I do think you should go to bed before someone wakes up."
They both nodded as she went to her room, which was attached to the common room. She sighed wearily while undressing. Hermione got into her pajamas, washed her face in the bathroom, and collapsed into bed just as she'd intended to do in the first place. Seeing Harry and Ginny making out didn't bother her at all. Knowing that 2 of her closest friends could share such intimacy, to see such caring amid such hard, frightening times made her feel good inside. "What if Ron found out?" never crossed her mind as she drifted to sleep.
Author's Note: This is my first fanfiction, so bare with me. Please R&R. All comments will be appreciated.
Chapter 1
Hermione Granger, 7th tear and Head Girl at Hogwarts, stepped into the Gryffindor common room quite late that night. As Head Girl she'd been allowed to stay in the library to study way past bedtime. She'd been hoping to find an empty common room so she could just creep off to bed and collapse. She wasn't so lucky.
Harry and Ginny were quite involved when she walked in. His hand held her head, his fingers entangled in her fiery hair. His other arm was around her waist holding her tightly against him. Ginny had her arms around his neck, her fingers playing slowly with the hair at his nape. They were locked in a deep, slow, thoughtfully kiss. One that showed how much experience they each had, but not with each other. It was a learning kiss.
"Oh!" Hermione gasped. "I... I didn't know... I was just... I'm really sorry..." she rambled and stuttered feebly.
They both jumped startled and looked up in confusion. Harry's dazed expression quickly became one of annoyance. Ginny's face brightened to a hot pink and she jumped out of Harry's arms quickly. Harry's glare softened into a small, understanding smile at Ginny's innocent embarrassment.
"Really," Hermione pleaded. "I'll just go to bed," she went to quickly cross the room.
"Don't tell Ron!" Ginny cried before she reached her room. "You won't... right?"
"Of course not," Hermione promised. "But I do think you should go to bed before someone wakes up."
They both nodded as she went to her room, which was attached to the common room. She sighed wearily while undressing. Hermione got into her pajamas, washed her face in the bathroom, and collapsed into bed just as she'd intended to do in the first place. Seeing Harry and Ginny making out didn't bother her at all. Knowing that 2 of her closest friends could share such intimacy, to see such caring amid such hard, frightening times made her feel good inside. "What if Ron found out?" never crossed her mind as she drifted to sleep.
