A.N. This is just a little pre-party scene to tide you over until I get the party chapter written. Trying out the new writing style here if you notice. Any opinions will be much appreciated.
Ginny looked stunning. That was all that could be said. Samantha grinned widely, with a possessive look in her eyes, as she watched at her. An act which annoyed Hermione intensely. She felt like either throwing up or strangling the girl but thankfully restrained herself and did neither; she merely watched on with a fake smile plastered to her face.
Ginny, for her part, was not smiling: she was glaring at Samantha, trying to ward off the all-too-obvious look in her eyes. She was trying to keep this relationship private from her family; she knew it would only cause trouble when (and with the way Sam was acting it was a case of when and not if) they found out. At least Ron hadn't cottoned on yet, judging by his obvious and rather embarrassing attempts at flirting.
She glanced round the room, trying to find Hermione so that they could have a chat. She spotted her leaning against the frame of the kitchen door, in the shadows at the very back of the room. She seemed to either be thinking very hard or attempting to see through the wall of the house and out into the field beyond. Ginny couldn't help but smile; she always seemed to have her mind on something.
Ginny walked over to the doorway, briefly saying a few words to Samantha as she went by. As she got closer she saw the outfit that her friend had on. She was more than a little surprised. Hermione's normal dress sense could easily be described as conservative but tonight she'd really gone all out and it showed. The girl looked fantastic.
'Wow!' said Ginny grinning and blinking a few times. 'You look …erm…wow'
Hermione stared at the ground, trying not to blush but she couldn't help smiling.
'Thanks' she said, glancing briefly up at Ginny. 'You look great'
'So…' Ginny said, focusing slightly but unable to stop grinning at the girl in front of her 'I thought maybe we could have that talk now?'
She looked up hopefully but Hermione avoided meeting her gaze.
'Maybe later,' Hermione ventured nervously. She knew she was avoiding the conversation but she didn't want to face a talk with Ginny. Not until she had calmed down about the whole Samantha situation. 'I think we need to leave now anyway'
Hermione pointed to Samantha who was slowly walking towards them.
'Come on, we need to go. I don't want to be late.' Said Sam, grabbing Ginny's hand.