Author's Note: This is my first female/female story on the site. I hope you all enjoy. Whoops. I've been writing this for about two months, and I've been too lazy to put in on the site… sorry.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters. Unfortunately, they belong to J.K. Rowling, who is making billions off of them. Let's kill her, shall we?
Chapter 1
Ginny's P*O*V
Ginny Weasley was sitting on the couch, a book open on her lap, but not really reading it. Her best friend, Hermione Granger, was sitting in the armchair across from her, going through "Hogwarts, a History" for the forty billionth time in her life. Ginny couldn't help but glance up from the book, looking at her best friend's legs that were crossed under her skirt. She had taken off her robe, due to the intense heat in the room. *God, she has great legs. She really shouldn't wear that... If she knew I liked her, I know she wouldn't… I mean, she knows I'm bisexual, hopefully she doesn't think I like her…*
Ginny looked up at Hermione's face, immediately noticing that she was staring back at her.
"Is there something wrong, Ginny?" Hermione asked, looking into her eyes.
Ginny just shook her head, looking back at her book, quickly. Hermione stared at her for a while longer, before looking at her book, too. A few minutes later, Hermione noticed how the noise had gotten a lot louder in the past five minutes, since Harry, Ron, Seamus, and Dean had entered the common room.
"It's really loud in here. Do you want to go up to your dorm?" Hermione asked Ginny, who nodded, glancing around the room. They both gather up their books and walk up the stairs. They entered the dorm, which was empty. They sat down on Ginny's bed. "Screw work. We're not really don't have any anyway."
Ginny grins. "Yeah, okay." Ginny opens a drawer, putting the books in.
The two girls talk for a little while, laughing and joking. Halfway into the conversation, one of Ginny's classmates walk in, telling her that Ron wanted to talk to her. She left, a bit hesitantly, telling Hermione that she'd be back in a few minutes.
She held true to her word, returning in only sixty seconds. "I'm sorry, I know you're going out with the jerk, but I HATE MY BROTHER! He's mad at Colin, you know, since he asked me out today. Ron really needs to grow up. I mean, think about how stupid it would be if I was pissed off at everyone HE went out with!"
"Did you say yes?" She says, not mentioning half of the stuff I'd said. I sit down beside her.
"No. I just don't like him like that. It wouldn't be fair to him. Not when I already like someone else." She jumps.
"Ooh, who do you like? Tell me, Ginny! Please? You know you can, I'm not going to tell anyone." She grins, leaning forward, sitting Indian-style.
"No, I… not now. I'll tell you, just not yet, okay?"
She frowns. "Ginny, you know you can tell me anything, right?"
I nod, blushing like mad. "Yeah, Hermione, of course I do. I mean, you're my best friend. And the same goes for me."
"Of course, of course. But I'll make you tell me who it is eventually, Ginny Weasley." We both grin.
"Yeah, I know you will. You're impossible to hide anything from." Gods, she's so beautiful. I wish I could tell her… but it would kill our friendship horribly.
Author's Note: Please review. That would make me very happy. Chapter two should be up soon. But I won't make any promises. School interferes with everything.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters. Unfortunately, they belong to J.K. Rowling, who is making billions off of them. Let's kill her, shall we?
Chapter 1
Ginny's P*O*V
Ginny Weasley was sitting on the couch, a book open on her lap, but not really reading it. Her best friend, Hermione Granger, was sitting in the armchair across from her, going through "Hogwarts, a History" for the forty billionth time in her life. Ginny couldn't help but glance up from the book, looking at her best friend's legs that were crossed under her skirt. She had taken off her robe, due to the intense heat in the room. *God, she has great legs. She really shouldn't wear that... If she knew I liked her, I know she wouldn't… I mean, she knows I'm bisexual, hopefully she doesn't think I like her…*
Ginny looked up at Hermione's face, immediately noticing that she was staring back at her.
"Is there something wrong, Ginny?" Hermione asked, looking into her eyes.
Ginny just shook her head, looking back at her book, quickly. Hermione stared at her for a while longer, before looking at her book, too. A few minutes later, Hermione noticed how the noise had gotten a lot louder in the past five minutes, since Harry, Ron, Seamus, and Dean had entered the common room.
"It's really loud in here. Do you want to go up to your dorm?" Hermione asked Ginny, who nodded, glancing around the room. They both gather up their books and walk up the stairs. They entered the dorm, which was empty. They sat down on Ginny's bed. "Screw work. We're not really don't have any anyway."
Ginny grins. "Yeah, okay." Ginny opens a drawer, putting the books in.
The two girls talk for a little while, laughing and joking. Halfway into the conversation, one of Ginny's classmates walk in, telling her that Ron wanted to talk to her. She left, a bit hesitantly, telling Hermione that she'd be back in a few minutes.
She held true to her word, returning in only sixty seconds. "I'm sorry, I know you're going out with the jerk, but I HATE MY BROTHER! He's mad at Colin, you know, since he asked me out today. Ron really needs to grow up. I mean, think about how stupid it would be if I was pissed off at everyone HE went out with!"
"Did you say yes?" She says, not mentioning half of the stuff I'd said. I sit down beside her.
"No. I just don't like him like that. It wouldn't be fair to him. Not when I already like someone else." She jumps.
"Ooh, who do you like? Tell me, Ginny! Please? You know you can, I'm not going to tell anyone." She grins, leaning forward, sitting Indian-style.
"No, I… not now. I'll tell you, just not yet, okay?"
She frowns. "Ginny, you know you can tell me anything, right?"
I nod, blushing like mad. "Yeah, Hermione, of course I do. I mean, you're my best friend. And the same goes for me."
"Of course, of course. But I'll make you tell me who it is eventually, Ginny Weasley." We both grin.
"Yeah, I know you will. You're impossible to hide anything from." Gods, she's so beautiful. I wish I could tell her… but it would kill our friendship horribly.
Author's Note: Please review. That would make me very happy. Chapter two should be up soon. But I won't make any promises. School interferes with everything.