"Remember that time in the showers last year?" Hermione asked.

Ginny laughed. Her mind was racing with ways to change the subject. "Or how about that time at the Three Broomsticks! Wasn't that a laugh?"

Hermione smiled. "I was just thinking about how embarrassing that must have been for you. But not anymore now, right?"

Ginny shrugged. "We are a lot closer now. I probably wouldn't be so immature about it. I mean, we're girls. We both have the same...things. It shouldn't be a big deal."

Hermione nodded. "It's not. But I still feel badly." She continued lathering her hair.

Ginny was soaping up her legs. "Seriously, it's not a big deal. So how about those Cannons?"

Hermione rolled her eyes as she stepped out of her stall. "Quidditch? Ginny, get your mind off that."

Ginny scowled at the showerhead. "What else am I supposed to be thinking about?"

Hermione pulled back the shower curtain to Ginny's stall. "Me."

Ginny looked up from her soapy thigh. Hermione was standing naked in front of her. Ginny gawked.

Suddenly, they heard the loud creaking of the door opening.

"Shit!" Ginny muttered.

"What is it?" Hermione asked, looking around.

Ginny grabbed Hermione's arm and pulled her into the stall, putting a finger to her lips. "Shh!"

It was a First Year. She was apparently checking on a newly erupted spot on her nose, and kept making aggravated noises.

Ginny sighed in relief that it hadn't been Parvati or Lavender coming to take a shower. Then she panicked again as she realized that Hermione was standing right in front of her, nude. And Ginny still had her hand on her arm.

Hermione said, "I think we're good. She won't come in here."

Ginny looked skeptical. "You probably shouldn't go back yet, though."

Hermione laughed. "Whatever you say, I guess."

Ginny shrugged. "I thought we agreed that, since we're friends, this is okay."

Hermione shrugged, too. "It is, I guess. Is this okay?"

Hermione started conditioning her hair.

"Hey! You're stealing my shower time!" Ginny mock-whined, and grabbed Hermione by the head and brought her away from the showerhead.

Hermione scowled.

The door banged shut.

"Oh! Coast is clear," Hermione said.

Ginny nodded, gulping. "We're safe. You better go back to your shower before someone actually catches us."

"We still aren't doing anything," Hermione said, exasperated.

Ginny looked unabashedly at Hermione's breasts. Then she looked at Hermione's face and raised an eyebrow. "I know, but what would this look like?" She gestured wildly at their bare breasts.

Hermione huffed. "Do I CARE what any of this looks like?" She angrily opened the shower curtain and stalked back to her stall.

Finally alone in her own stall, Ginny leaned sadly on the wall, letting the water beat down on her feet. She closed her eyes and breathed out deeply. She had just been in a shower stall with another girl, naked.

And somehow, she didn't feel overly embarrassed, not like she had felt the year before. She was still self-conscious, though; that was sure. Hermione's breasts were so much larger than hers! And her hips were wider, and she didn't have freckles all over her ass.

Ginny sighed, turned off the shower, and left the bathroom before Hermione had finished her own shower.