A/N: I wanted to say a quick thank you before I get started. You were all very nice with your reviews and made me feel a little better. I'm going to keep writing the best I can, and just slap me if it starts getting too depressing. Once it gets out of the bedroom, that is. Hee hee.

Chapter 15

Hermione and Ginny slowly came back to themselves a little while later.

Rolling over on one side to face Ginny, Hermione propped her head up on her hand and looked down at her still breathless lover. Their loving, for all the feeling and zeal, had lasted less than a half an hour. Though satisfied, neither was very tired.

Ginny looked up at Hermione's face and was surprised at the uncertainty she saw. "What is it, love?"

Hermione sighed and tried to put her feelings into words. "I don't know how to say this," she began haltingly.

Ginny had a horrible thought and sat bolt upright, panicking on the inside. She couldn't bear to look back at Hermione, the guilt was overwhelming. "I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have done anything… I shouldn't have said anything…"

Hermione was upset at this new turn0of events and felt horrible for alarming Ginny so. She quickly sat up as well, and grasped Ginny's chin, turning her head so once again they were face to face. "No. Don't you think for a minute that you've done anything wrong."

"But I just took what I wanted." She forced out painfully. "I've wanted you and loved you for so long that I just went ahead and you weren't ready and–"

"Hold it!" Hermione interrupted, placing a finger on Ginny's lips and locking in her gaze. "I was more than ready! If you'll kindly remember I pushed for this as much or more than you did. I wanted you as badly as you wanted me. So no more of this just taking what you want without my consent nonsense, okay?"

Ginny looked at Hermione's earnest face and felt her doubts slowly vanish. Although, her gaze soon drifted lower and she realized Hermione was clad in naught but a black bra and unbuttoned shirt, and she herself had lost everything but her skirt. Something that ran a lot hotter than doubt rapidly filled the void and she was hard pressed to remember that Hermione had been talking about something.

With great effort she pushed the overwhelming desire aside and asked, "What don't you know how to say?"

"Oh," Hermione said, looking uncertain and nervous again.

She began worrying at the hem of her shirt and Ginny's eyes were drawn to her hands and then to her gorgeous long white legs leading up to – "You know you can tell me anything."

"I know, it's just…" Hermione blushed, but apparently firmed her resolve and continued. "I've never been with anyone before and I don't know how to make you happy and I know you said its okay, but I want to make you as happy as you make me, but I'm clumsy and I don't know what I'm doing and –"

"And you're the best lover I've ever had and you're gorgeous and sexy and sensuous and you are driving me crazy with the mere sight of you right now."

Hermione looked up surprised. "Really?"

"Yes, really. And I know you don't have much experience and I don't mind." Ginny reassured her, still Trying desperately to keep her hands to herself until Hermione said something.

"Well… I mind. I want experience. And you seem to be in the best position to give it to me (Hee hee)." Hermione grinned and winked. "Come on lover. Teach me. Teach me everything I need to know to drive you crazy and beyond."

Ginny pushed Hermione back against the pillows and pinned her beneath herself, delighting in the moan that escaped from Hermione's lips. "Oh, I thought you'd never ask."

A/N: So tell me what you think, and I'm sorry it's so short.