K9 and Co – Yes, Ginny is extremely fun to write!

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Hermione's Point of View

Common Room

I don't really know what came over me. I don't know what on Earth he was thinking either. I had just finished my move and looked up and there he was. Staring at me. So, I stared back and said, 'Your turn'. But he didn't move. He didn't blink. He just locked his eyes to mine.

I kept trying to get him to stop, but then just stopped blinking and whispered, 'Ron' because I was getting nervous. And he had this really dreamy look on his face like he was daydreaming or something.

And then, he reached out his hand and touched my cheek.

He just left his hand there.

So, I took it in my own and smiled. It felt so right, Ron's hand in mine. It was definitely a profound moment for me.

Ginny's Point of View

Quidditch Pitch

"Thank you," I said when I ran out of air and had to pull away.

"Anytime, Ginny Weasley."

I grinned. "Race you to the entrance hall."

"You're on."

He won, of course, but then he kissed me again and it didn't really matter.

We walked very slowly up to the common room. Anytime one of us saw a statue, we kissed. So by the time we were back to Gryffindor Tower, I was out of breath.

I'd forgotten the password in all my good fortune, but Harry remembered it and the Fat Lady let us in.

When we entered through the portrait hole, the first thing I thought was that I wished it would hurry up and be Christmas break because so that I could put up all the mistletoe the twins and I had made. My second thought was what the h is my brother doing?

Harry stopped suddenly when he saw them.

Ron and Hermione were sitting across from each other, a chessboard between them. They were staring at each other and Ron had his hand on Hermione's cheek. Hermione was holding Ron's hand with her own and they looked like they were going to kiss.

I nudged Harry in the arm to be quiet, though I was pretty sure he already knew. Unfortunately, when they were only about four inches apart, Hermione spotted us and let out a little shriek as she leapt out of her chair, knocking it over backward, and said in a rush, "Hi, Ginny. Hi, Harry. How was your walk?"

Ron turned around in his chair and turned bright red.

I looked at Harry, but he was just staring at Ron and Hermione with an incredulous look on his face. So I turned back to Hermione.

"Well, we decided to practice Quidditch, but the Ravenclaw team was there, so we just sat around and talked until they left, then we spent a few minutes flying, but decided, that, um, it was, cold, so we came back in. And found you about four inches from each other's faces," I concluded, turned the conversation back on them.

Hermione blushed very red and nearly backed into the fireplace. "Well, it's just that, um," she gave a nervous giggle, "we were just, talking, and started a, er, chess game." She smiled uncertainly.

Harry raised an eyebrow and opened his mouth to say something, but Ron cut him off.

"Ginny, were you wearing that glossy stuff today?"

Hermione's eyes widened as she looked really closely at me.

"Lip gloss, Ron?" I asked, not knowing what he was talking about.

"Yeah. Were you wearing it, then?"

"Yes…" I said slowly. Then it hit me. "D!"

"Ginny Weasley!" Hermione exclaimed, a grin spreading across her face. She looked from me to Harry and began to laugh. "My goodness, your walk must have been very exciting!"

Then she let out several hysterical giggles and sank on to the nearest reclining chair.

I looked at Harry and saw it too. There was a smear of my lip gloss on his left cheek and more of it all over his lips. I groaned and felt my face blush.

"Well, well, well!" Ron grinned as he rose from his seat.

"Come off it, Ron," Harry muttered, now blushing deeper red than me.

"You expect me to leave you alone about snogging in the Quidditch pitch?"

"Yes," I groaned.

"Only if you promise not to snog all over the common room while the rest of us are trying to study."

"Study what, Ron?" I couldn't help myself.

"Study for-for classes," he said quickly with a very quick glance at Hermione. It was almost unnoticeable.

I raised an eyebrow, but Ron only glared.

"Fine! Fine, do whatever you want," he said and went off to his dormitory.

"He didn't have dinner, did he?" Hermione asked.

"Nope. Everyone else is already down there."

"That's where they all are," Hermione muttered and hurried up to her dormitory.

I looked at Harry who looked back at me.

He did have an awful lot of gloss on his lips. I grinned and we kissed once more before going off to wash up before going to dinner.

Ron's Point of View

Boys' Dormitory

I can't believe Ginny! How on Earth could she go on a walk and come back with a date? She's got something I don't. Bloody h. Hermione's going to think I'm a nutter after this.

The door opened and Harry walked in.

"How was it?" he asked.

"How was what?"

"Kissing Hermione."

"What?"

"I said-"

"I know what you said. What makes you think I kissed Hermione?"

"Well, it was kind of obvious-"

"What d'you mean 'kind of obvious'! You can ask her, we never kissed!"

"Yeah right, Ron. Then why were you two so embarrassed?"

I turned red. "I don't know, Harry. Everything's so crazy."

"How so?"

"I just don't know. First we're yelling at each other and the next we're friends again."

"Yeah, the rest of us have realized that."

"Or if I bump her hand at breakfast, I get this tingle and she looks at me funny and it just feels so weird!"

"I'm following you."

It felt good to tell someone all this. "I feel so different around her. Like I've got to be better than I already am. I hate this, Harry. It feels like nothing's the same."

"It's not the same, Ron," he said, but I could tell he was just saying that.

"But when I touched her cheek, it felt so right. Have you ever felt that way?"

"Yeah." Though, it sounded like he was lying. Maybe not quite, but I was sure that he could never feel what I felt.

"And then she held my hand and smiled and I thought, wow. This is incredible."

"Yep."

"And then I really wanted to kiss her, because I've thought about it a lot recently, but have never had the chance."

Harry nodded and sat down on his bed.

"So, I just leaned forward very slowly, and she did too and I couldn't believe it, and then she leapt up and shrieked and I thought, what have I done, but then I saw you."

"You should have just kissed her quickly."

"Yeah, but I didn't."

I looked down at the floor. Harry was quiet for a moment too. Then I asked, "Were you and Ginny snogging?"

Harry grinned. "I'm not sure if you really call it…," he laughed, "well, yeah. Ginny and I were snogging."

I laughed. "Love is a strange thing, isn't it?"

Harry looked up at the ceiling. "It is, but not in a bad way."

Hermione's Point of View

Girls' Dormitory

"Did you kiss?"

I laughed. Ginny sounded just like me in fifth year when Harry came back late from the DA lesson.

"No, we didn't kiss."

"Are you sure?" Ginny asked, bouncing my bed, which we were sitting on. I had a book open on my lap, but Ginny wouldn't let me read.

"Yes, I'm quite sure."

"Hermione, you can't be a good girl forever. You and Ron are prefects. You could be sneaking off to snog-"

"Ginny Weasley you know perfectly well that as prefects, that is not one of the reasons for patrolling!" I exclaimed, grinning.

"All the prefects know that. I know that. Everyone in the school knows that. But no one follows the rules, Hermione. Percy told me once that Penelope caught two fifth years snogging in a broom closet once and they claimed they were prefects so she let them off. Then Percy caught them again several days later and proved to Penelope that they weren't and they got detention for a full two weeks."

"Well, that's their problem. I'm not going to sneak off and snog anyone." I shuddered. "You haven't, have you?"

Ginny grinned mischievously.

"Ginny Weasley I cannot believe you."

Ginny just laughed. "Well, at least I don't do other things like-"

"Okay Ginny!" I nearly shouted. "Okay, I get it. But Ron and I are never going to sneak off to snog in a broom closet. You know what? I doubt we'll ever even kiss."

Ginny's eyes widened.

"Well, it's not like we're together! We're just good friends, Ginny."

"Yeah right."

"We just, held hands," I said quietly. The memory was perfect still. Ron kept staring at me and I kept on talking. Then he touched my cheek-

"Hermione, I'm going to talk to him."

"Ginny-Weasley-you-get-back-here-right-now!" I said as fast as I could. "Ginny! Ginny stop!"

But Ginny was already out the door. I had no choice but to follow her.