She's still watching the boys outside, she must have complained about them already. She looks at me and smiles, her eyes do not show pain. It seems as if my dream is not going to come true. I let a sigh escape and sit up. "Are we going to sit here all day?" I ask her.
"Well, we could play some cards or something." she responds
"Boring!" I say excitingly.
"Then what?"
I think again of all of the things I would like to do to her. I can not think about this things. She's my best friend, my brother's crush, a girl. She'd hate me if she ever knew how I felt. She'd hate me, Ron would hate me, and Harry would make fun of me.
"Why don't we ask mum if we can take a trip to Diagon Ally? I received some money for my birthday, I've been wanting to buy some things."
Minutes later we are on our way through the fire place. We arrive in the ally and begin our journey. After some shopping we walk to the ice cream polar and order a bowl of ice cream with two spoons.
"Hermione?"
"Huh?"
"What do you think about me?"
"What?"
"Just tell me."
"You're my best friend, you know that. It's nice to have someone other than the boys to talk to. Why the sudden interest in this?"
"Nothing..."
Best friends, that's what she thinks of me. Then again, wouldn't I have said the same thing? Maybe she's keeping something inside. Our ice cream comes, and I look at her. She scoops some up happily and I follow. Our spoons touch, she laughs.
"When we're done here, there's a new book I'd like to get." She says happily. Any one else would have rolled their eyes and made some horrible comment. I however smile, it just means that I'll be able to watch her read it.
We go buy her book and then floo back to the house. "Dinner time!" My mother calls. I sit between Ron and George, both of whom are staring off at someone. Angelina Johnson is over for dinner, George can't take his eyes off of her. Ron stares at my love, I kick him.
"What was that for?!"
"Eat your food before it gets cold!"
I smirk, proud of my work.
Later I lay on my stomach on my bed, fiddling with my quill. I watch Hermione sit in the dim light, reading swiftly. Her golden eyes dance, enchanting me. "Ginny?" I snap out of my fantasies.
"What?"
"Are you okay? You were kind of staring blankly into space."
"Oh, I'm fine."
Oh, she's so caring...
The next day she's reading again. Will she ever stop? Yes, it is a big book, but can't she take a break? I don't believe she even slept last night. "Hermione, come on! You've been reading for ever, why don't we take a walk, see what the boys are up to, or knit with my mom. Anything! I'm tired of sitting around waiting for you to stop."
She ignores my plead. I wave a hand in front of her face. She looks up at me angrily and continues to read. Oh, how I love when she gets mad, it's so hot. I decide to piss her off a little. I push the book down , into her lap. She glares at me and lifts it back up.
I push it down again and again, her glare getting more and more angry. I feel my heart melt, how she turns me on...
Something snaps in me, something I try to control, but can't. I take her book in my hands, I pull it away from her, I start ripping out the pages. I tear the pages into pieces and leave them on the floor. I snap back to reality. What have I done? I look up at her in horror. She looks ready to kill me. I try to apologize, but nothing comes out of my mouth.
"What the hell was that for!?" Hermione demands.
"I don't know..."
"You don't know?! You fucking rip up my book and you don't even know why?!"
She stomps out of the room and down the stairs. I yell after her. She's cursing the whole way down. I follow her. We start to argue. My mother walks in, throwing her screams into the mix. "Mother, would you fucking shut up!?" The two look at me in shock.
"That's it young lady! You are grounded! For the rest of the summer!" my mother manages to say, weakly. Hermione finds her voice again and starts yelling about her book. My mother yells at her for the horrible things she is calling me.
"Author! Come here, now!" She then says, but with my father comes all of my brothers and Harry.
"What is the meaning of this?" my father yells at me with a pointed finger after he hears my mother's story of what just happened.
I try to speak, but can't. I see how angry Hermione is and I merely fill up with pleasure. My father yells some more, but it feels like everything is thrown into slow motion as I stare into Hermione's eyes. My mother speaks again, "I think the both of you need to be punished."
"What?" my love and I say together.
"You both will not being going with us no the trip tomorrow, and further more," she took out her wand, and pushed us next to each other. She whispered a spell and hand cuffs appeared, holding Hermione's left hand and my right together.
This is definitely going to be an interesting experience....
!$!$! Sorry it took me so long to get this up, but I was kind of busy and not in the writing mood... I know it was short, but the next chapter will definitely be worth it! Keep reading and reviewing! Love ya'll!
"Well, we could play some cards or something." she responds
"Boring!" I say excitingly.
"Then what?"
I think again of all of the things I would like to do to her. I can not think about this things. She's my best friend, my brother's crush, a girl. She'd hate me if she ever knew how I felt. She'd hate me, Ron would hate me, and Harry would make fun of me.
"Why don't we ask mum if we can take a trip to Diagon Ally? I received some money for my birthday, I've been wanting to buy some things."
Minutes later we are on our way through the fire place. We arrive in the ally and begin our journey. After some shopping we walk to the ice cream polar and order a bowl of ice cream with two spoons.
"Hermione?"
"Huh?"
"What do you think about me?"
"What?"
"Just tell me."
"You're my best friend, you know that. It's nice to have someone other than the boys to talk to. Why the sudden interest in this?"
"Nothing..."
Best friends, that's what she thinks of me. Then again, wouldn't I have said the same thing? Maybe she's keeping something inside. Our ice cream comes, and I look at her. She scoops some up happily and I follow. Our spoons touch, she laughs.
"When we're done here, there's a new book I'd like to get." She says happily. Any one else would have rolled their eyes and made some horrible comment. I however smile, it just means that I'll be able to watch her read it.
We go buy her book and then floo back to the house. "Dinner time!" My mother calls. I sit between Ron and George, both of whom are staring off at someone. Angelina Johnson is over for dinner, George can't take his eyes off of her. Ron stares at my love, I kick him.
"What was that for?!"
"Eat your food before it gets cold!"
I smirk, proud of my work.
Later I lay on my stomach on my bed, fiddling with my quill. I watch Hermione sit in the dim light, reading swiftly. Her golden eyes dance, enchanting me. "Ginny?" I snap out of my fantasies.
"What?"
"Are you okay? You were kind of staring blankly into space."
"Oh, I'm fine."
Oh, she's so caring...
The next day she's reading again. Will she ever stop? Yes, it is a big book, but can't she take a break? I don't believe she even slept last night. "Hermione, come on! You've been reading for ever, why don't we take a walk, see what the boys are up to, or knit with my mom. Anything! I'm tired of sitting around waiting for you to stop."
She ignores my plead. I wave a hand in front of her face. She looks up at me angrily and continues to read. Oh, how I love when she gets mad, it's so hot. I decide to piss her off a little. I push the book down , into her lap. She glares at me and lifts it back up.
I push it down again and again, her glare getting more and more angry. I feel my heart melt, how she turns me on...
Something snaps in me, something I try to control, but can't. I take her book in my hands, I pull it away from her, I start ripping out the pages. I tear the pages into pieces and leave them on the floor. I snap back to reality. What have I done? I look up at her in horror. She looks ready to kill me. I try to apologize, but nothing comes out of my mouth.
"What the hell was that for!?" Hermione demands.
"I don't know..."
"You don't know?! You fucking rip up my book and you don't even know why?!"
She stomps out of the room and down the stairs. I yell after her. She's cursing the whole way down. I follow her. We start to argue. My mother walks in, throwing her screams into the mix. "Mother, would you fucking shut up!?" The two look at me in shock.
"That's it young lady! You are grounded! For the rest of the summer!" my mother manages to say, weakly. Hermione finds her voice again and starts yelling about her book. My mother yells at her for the horrible things she is calling me.
"Author! Come here, now!" She then says, but with my father comes all of my brothers and Harry.
"What is the meaning of this?" my father yells at me with a pointed finger after he hears my mother's story of what just happened.
I try to speak, but can't. I see how angry Hermione is and I merely fill up with pleasure. My father yells some more, but it feels like everything is thrown into slow motion as I stare into Hermione's eyes. My mother speaks again, "I think the both of you need to be punished."
"What?" my love and I say together.
"You both will not being going with us no the trip tomorrow, and further more," she took out her wand, and pushed us next to each other. She whispered a spell and hand cuffs appeared, holding Hermione's left hand and my right together.
This is definitely going to be an interesting experience....
!$!$! Sorry it took me so long to get this up, but I was kind of busy and not in the writing mood... I know it was short, but the next chapter will definitely be worth it! Keep reading and reviewing! Love ya'll!