I hope you guys enjoy this chapter. You've got some loving going on between the two, more to come!
Ginny still remembers that summer day, when they first kissed.
Only a few weeks remained before the two, as well as the rest of the group would be returning to Hogwarts. Ron, Hermione and Harry their final year, Ginny her second to last.
Hermione and Ginny had taken to hiding out in Ginny's room and to a circle of trees which was quite secluded and provided solace from the crazy home life of the Weasley abode.
Hermione and Ginny were goofing off, taking the chance to be teen girls, giggling in the shade and sharing their hopes and fears, something of which the pair hadn't done because of their busy schedules. Ginny and her schoolwork, Hermione and helping fight Voldemort.
The pair had grown quiet now, Hermione leaning up against the tree, Ginny watching her. She wouldn't say anything about it, but she had grown quite found of her over the years. She though, dare she say it, she might actually be in love with Hermione Granger.
Ginny was absentmindly playing with a blade of grass, running it between her fingers when Hermione spoke,"was there ever anything you've ever wanted to do, but didn't because of fear?" She asked innocently.
Of course she had, who hadn't? "Yeah, that happens all the time actually." she said looking down at the ground,"Why do you ask?"
"Cause, there's something that I've been meaning to do and there are a few things holding me back."
"Do you want my opinion?"She asked lightly.
Hermione only nodded, but Ginny didn't see this,"I think you should just do it. Can't be really that bad if you do, it seems to me, that it would be worse if you didn't."
Hermione sighed,"I guess you are right." She sat up slowly, leaned in, and touched her lips to the red heads. Ginny closed her eyes, and enjoyed the moment. Hermione pulled away and smiled.
"I-I." Ginny couldn't speak, so she did the only other thing she could think of. Got up and walked back to the house.
"Ginny!" Hermione called after her. Damn it! She knew she shouldn't have done that. It was wrong of her, damn it! Why did she have to do it?
When Hermione reached the house, and climbed the stairs, she found Ginny in her room, sitting cross-legged on her bed. Hermione sighed,"Ginny."
She didn't answer of course. She was thinking.Hermione took this as her doing something wrong. But she didn't , it was all right.
"Ginny, I'm sorry. I knew I shouldn't have done anything. I'm really sorry."
Ginny turned to face her and patted the bed beside her. Hermione was hesitant and took the few steps to the bed slowly, easing down onto the bed beside her. The silence creeped by in only minutes, but it seemed like an eternity until Ginny finally spoke.
"Hermione, you don't understand. It was right. Felt right. I've had the biggest crush on you for the longest time." She laughed a bit," I can't believe I'm telling you this. I thought I'd never have the chance too."
Hermione reached for her hand and held it,"Well, I'm glad I outted you." Both girls laughed now.
They spent their last few weeks of vacation snuggling, cuddling and sharing kisses whenever they got the chance, which was mostly when everyone was in bed. Having to share a bed did have it's upsides. Hermione would put her arm around her and pull her close, nuzzling her neck. Ginny would giggle lightly and whisper,"I love you." Hermione would do the same. It was bliss.
Sometimes during that last week, the two would stay up late just talking while holding eachother. Ginny would focus on long-term questions, while Hermione perferred to focus on the here and now. Years of fighting with Voldermort had taught her, that it was better to live in the now instead of living in the future, as you never know when things might change.
"What's going to happen to us when you leave Hogwarts?" Ginny asked their final night at the Burrow. She wasn't sure why she was asking. She just wanted to know. They had been dating only a few weeks, and the thought of losing her was already too much for Ginny to bear. She didn't want this to end.
Hermione sighed, she didn't like to talk about this, she hoped the answer she was going to supply would be enough to soothe her soul,"I hope we can go farther. I really do. You are the best thing that's happened to me in a long time." she laughed now,"A really long time. I don't want to lose that, us." She nuzzled her neck,"Don't worry. I love you." Hermione said.
"I love you too." Ginny replied.
They meant it. Ginny would question that later on however.
Once they were at Hogwarts, Ginny began to miss the warmth of having Hermione by her side, and, as much as she hated to admit it, she was a jealous type and began to worry about the guys that were now suddenly starting to take a interest in her love.
Of course, she brushed it off. They were together, Hermione loved her, and not that boy from Ravenclaw who liked to send random letters and flowers to her. Hermione would accept them with a smile, but then disgard them as soon as she made it back to the dorm. Yes, Hermione loved her.
That's all Ginny needed to know. She just wanted to love, and to be loved in return, and Hermione was providing her with that. On several occasions, she would find love letters in her school books, a single rose on her pillow, and her favorite treats waiting for her by morning. "Who are those from?" The girls would always ask. Ginny would only smile knowingly and say,"I'm not really sure." It was nice having Hermione a secret. She liked it. It was nice having something that was only hers for once. Ron always had Voldermort, Fred and George always had their pranks, Ginny finally had something she could really call her own. She was falling for Hermione, hard and fast. With everything she was doing, how could she not?
Little did she know, Hermione was too. She was content with the red head. She didn't need boys. Who needed them anyway? At this point and time, Hermione was sure guys were only good for two things, making babies and fixing household appliances when they blow up. Hermione had the second one taken care of, so she only had to worry about the first one, and in the wizarding world, you didn't really need guys at all.
She loved sending Ginny all of those treats. Roses were her favorite, and the red ones too. So, whenever she felt like it, she'd have one owled in and would secretly place it there whenever she knew Ginny was gone. The same thing with her favorite candy. She'd bought a supply during their first Hogsmeade visit when Ginny was occupied by Ron and Harry and would leave a few for her whenever she was able to creep into the sixth year dorms without being noticed, with a little help from Harry's invisibility cloak of course.
She loved the stolen glances from across the table at lunch, she loved when their hands would meet briefly in the sweetest, yet all at the same time, innocent touch. She loved the way Ginny would blush lightly and smile innocently up at her whenever their hands would meet. Hermione beamed. This was perfect. She never wanted to lose her. NEVER. No matter what happened, she was determined to stay with her, grow old, raise kids. Everything.
Hermione Granger was in love with Ginny Weasley. She wanted to shout it from the rooftops. She didn't however. For now, both girls wanted their relationship kept a secret. Fear of rejection from friends was what held them in, even though, deep down inside, they were sure they would be ok with it. Maybe, since both girls were growing used to who their are, and who they love, they wanted to make sure this was what they truly wanted. Either way, it was ok with her.