A Woman's Touch
by
kinkysexygirl
Chapter One
Disclaimer: You know the drill- I own nothing but the plot.
NB: This is set a couple of years after Harry/Ron/Hermione etc finished their Seventh Year at Hogwarts.
Hermione leaned across George. He smelt her perfume, and tried to ignore her breasts. He imagined touching them...she picked up the pencil, and sat back down. He stared at her, imagining what it would be like to have her as a girlfriend, to sleep with her-
"George!" she said, suddenly, "Are you paying any attention?"
He blinked, "Sorry, 'Mione, I think I was in my own little world."
She smiled. "Well, let's just try and keep on topic, okay? Now, about Sunday."
Fred stepped in, "I still think we should keep to plan A. This is too simple, it's bound to go wrong somewhere."
Luna nodded. "I actually agree with Fred. And Ginny does too, she told me to tell you she liked plan A. My father published an article sometime ago saying that the strangest plans always work."
Harry and Ron nobly stuck up for Hermione, and then asked George what he thought. He blushed as he realised that he had absolutely no idea what they were talking about.
"Um...um...I agree with 'Mione too..." he said falteringly.
She sighed. "George, you obviously don't even know what we're talking about. Why don't we stop for today. Fred, explain to your twin what we've been discussing, and make sure Lee comes next time. I'll take care of Neville, and I know about Ginny."
They all left the room, apart from Hermione, who was tidying up, and George, who wanted to talk to her.
"Yes?" she asked.
"Hermione...this isn't easy to say, but...I really..." he cleared his throat, "I really...like you," He blushed once again. She stared at him.
"You do?" she asked, hesitating. He nodded.
"Oh," she said, taken aback.
"And...will you go out with me?" George asked, biting the bullet.
Hermione pushed the hair that had flopped over her forehead back. George noticed for the first time how tired she looked, and thought back to the old days at Hogwarts when all of them had been fairly carefree- at least, on those rare occasions when Voldemort had not been fighting them. But now they were grown up, and the only members of the Order of the Phoenix left- even Dumbledore was gone, along with the Weasley's parents, Lupin. No, that wasn't true. Snape was still there, but none of them had ever really trusted Snape.
"George, I like you, but I'm not sure I love you," Hermione said frankly.
"Just let me take you out for a drink. Please," he replied, sinking to his knees as some of his old lightheartedness came flooding back. She laughed.
"I'd be honoured," she smiled, doing a mock-curtsey.
Next chapter will get very steamy, promise! What happens when Hermione gets drunk? It will be more than you think...hint- Snape comes on the scene...