*My Notes:* Well, here it is: The next chapter. It's a tiny bit longer than the last, but don't worry, I'll try to keep them quick and fun. ^^;; P.S. I have been going over these chapters SO MUCH you wouldn't believe it!!! Finally, though, I have sorted out how to get bolded letters, and so on. Be happy becuz gone are my days of i-ing/i!!! Of course though I have other chapters ready and I'll have to go through THEM, too! Tiring, but it should be worth it!!!
*Chapter Two:* /Rowdy Girls and a Yam/
After a hurried breakfast and a car ride, Ginny stood in King's Cross between Platform 9 and Platform 10. Behind her was Hermione, who offered for her to go next. Harry and Ron had already entered Platform Nine And Three Quarters and were no doubt waiting; Mrs. Weasley had left them after a peck on the cheek telling them that they were old enough to get on by themselves.
Ginny turned around to face Hermione, who was looking frankly dazzling in a maroon skirt (riding above her knees) and a black V-neck shirt. This made Ginny feel rather frumpy and untidy in her clinging jeans and gray fuzzy sweater. In her awe of Hermione, she didn't even quite care to hide her attraction.
"Gin?" Hermione asked, looking slightly uncomfortable. She shifted her weight to the other foot and bit her lip. "Or should I go?"
Ginny motioned for her to walk right ahead. She did, and Ginny watched her backside as she vanished. Her skirt perfectly journeyed the amazing contours of her hips, thighs, and arse. Ginny felt faint, but eagerly skipped behind her.
When she entered Platform Nine And Three Quarters, she sighed happily. Although Hermione had disappeared into the crowd (no doubt to Ron and Harry), the smoke billowing from the violently red steam engine and din of students' voices were a warm greeting from a summer of tantalizations (due to her brother's best friends).
"Virginia!" she heard a voice call. Through the pack came Luna Lovegood, stumbling over stray feet and her trunk wheeling behind.
"Oh, hi," Ginny said softly, smiling at her friend. "Did you have a good summer?"
Luna shrugged, "It was alright. How was your family's?"
Luna always managed to fit in her family, or at least her brother; Ron obviously had mesmerized Luna.
"Well…," Ginny tried to answer. Over the many heads she saw Hermione stepping up stairs to the interior of the train, her skirt rising higher, revealing her glorious thighs, but they were quickly hidden again in moments. "It was quite awful, actually."
***
During the train ride, Ginny deliberately sat in a compartment far from Hermione, her brother, and their best friend. Luna had seemed disappointed, but hadn't made any protests to sitting next to a few girls from their year.
The first twenty minutes or so were boring. A Ravenclaw Ginny had never met, but introduced herself as Mariah Foxworth, pulled out the newest issue of Witch Weekly, which excited the girls.
"Ooh! Look here!" Mariah exclaimed, and began reading the cover stories: "'We Reveal Secrets of Your Fellow Wizards'… 'Beat the Hormonal Blues'…" She paused, and continued with a grin on her face, "'Increase Your Cup Size in Two Easy Steps'!"
The girls all giggled and, inevitably, looked down at their own chests.
A Hufflepuff Ginny had known in her third and fourth year Divination classes, Chantal Havenworth, cat-called. "Merlin, Ginny. You've got a nice set."
Ginny blushed horribly as the rest of the girls concurred. She stuttured, "I – I don't k-know…really… They're nothing compared to – " Ginny had no idea what she was saying " – Parvati Patil!"
Chantal nodded enthusiastically, and looked as though she was about to go on. Ginny didn't like that; she hadn't /meant/ to have such an outburst. She knew she had always had…an attraction to other women, but she didn't think it was so serious.
She tilted her head in thought. 'Except Hermione; I truly love Hermione.'
But Luna, who wanted to start reading the 'We Reveal Secrets of Your Fellow Wizards' column, cut in Chantal. Ginny sighed in relief and prayed none of the girls would make a public announcement notifying the rest of the train of her admiration of Parvati Patil's breasts.
***
After fourty-five minutes of enlightening reading, the girls became restless again.
When Michael Corner walked by the compartment, Luna raised an eyebrow suggestively at Ginny and the redhead winced uncomfortably at the memory of her relationship with him. The rest of the girls didn't notice Ginny's squirms, though, and giggled, looking at each other.
Rather annoyed that her upset facial expressions weren't bothering any of them, Ginny rudely cut in: "What the hell is so great about Corner over there?"
Darcy Mathers, a timid Gryffindor who shared Ginny's dormitory looked doubtfully at Ginny but impressed upon her, "He's hot, Gin!"
Ginny mentally scoffed. Apparently these girls were desperate for any guy's attention.
This proved itself completely true as the ride progressed.
Chantal keenly suggested, "I know! Let's play Truth, Dare, Kiss or Promise!"
The girls squealed in approval, Ginny (resignedly) included.
Luna seemed less keen but was unfortunately (for her) picked on first. She said, "Dare."
Darcy grinned. "Transfigure your left foot into a yam and then walk around the train with it."
Shrieks of laughter filled the air. Luna gritted her teeth for extra drama, took a huge breath, and whipped out her wand. She removed her sneaker and sock, and rested her left foot on the seat opposite; Mariah had to scoot to make room for it. She waved it gracefully and uttered: "Holus adfectio!"
Her dainty foot immediately grew larger, and a shade darker – orange. Luna then walked through the corridors, the girls watching as she chatted obliviously with students who were staring at her foot. When she returned the girls all laughed, and Mariah even nipped playfully at it.
Luna, feigning disgruntlement, attacked Mariah next.
"Truth," the girl decided. She revealed once during Second Year having a wet dream about Professor Lupin, their old Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. The girls' eyebrows simultaneously rose.
And so the game continued – Ginny was enjoying herself and happily not revealing nor embarrassing herself too much.
Until, after chomping down three gross-looking Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans (the trolley had come by somewhere during their fun) as her dare, Luna asked Chantal.
After a moment's hesitation, Chantal said, "Kiss."
The girls all went, "Ooooooh!" and looked at each other in wonder: who would she kiss, especially in a compartment full of girls?
