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A/N: Really freaky, I have no idea where this came from. Please review-Cole

Ship: Hermione/Ginny

WARNING, FEMALE SLASH!


This should not be happening, this should definetly not be happening. I never believed that this would be happening, it is not plausible and therefore should not be happening, WHY THE HELL IS THIS HAPPENING?

I am kissing Ginevra Weasley, a girl, as in female, as in the same bloody gender as I am, and I am bloody well enjoying it! I have never, before the present time, ever been even slightly interested in the idea of homosexuality. I mean, I was never against it or anything, but I never really believed in it either. Now...now I'm experiencing it first hadn and the fact that it feels so goddamned good isn't helping me with fighting off the desire to continue the kiss.

She's leading me into the bedroom now. She's on top of me and she's taking off my shirt and it just feels so good.

But I push her off, having finally gathered the courage to do so, and tell her that this is going to fast, that I didn't even realize I liked her until we kissed. And she smiles at me and says that's funny because she's known all along.

And her red hair falls into her face and she gives me another kiss and tells me that she would wait for me forever. And I realize that as bad as it may seem it's perfect. It's right even though it seems wrong. And I realize I love her.

I give her a kiss this time and we link hands and make our way down to the Great Hall. I know that by this time tomorrow everyone will know that I love her, but I really don't care anymore.