Hermione and Ginny continued to jog up the path to Hogwarts, neither of them speaking, and both of them thinking about what just happened to them.
"Did I really just snog Hermione Granger?" Ginny thought to herself, smiling a bit.
"Oh my dear lord. I was just caught snogging Ginny Weasley. What am I going to do now? My first kiss…well second kiss was witnessed by the whole of Hogsmeade Village. Now everyone is going to think that I am some lesbian. I have got to get to the library and see if they have any books on sexual orientation and their affects on teenage wizards." Hermione thought, a look of worry plain on her face.
Ginny caught the look of worry on Hermione's face and stopped her. "Hermione…don't worry. It will all be ok. By tomorrow everyone will have forgotten about it." Ginny told her, hoping that it would calm Hermione down just a bit. It didn't.
"No Ginny, it will not be ok. Now everyone will think that I am some lesbian. Rumors will be flying for years. No one will ever let me live this down."
That comment made Ginny a bit angry. "Do you honestly think that we are the only people in the history of Hogwarts who have snogged a member of the same sex? Let me tell you, there are probably around fifty people who attend Hogwarts who are Gay, Bisexual, or curious. And you cant stand here and tell me that you didn't enjoy that kiss, because we both know that you did."
Hermione opened and closed her mouth several times, as if she was going to say something, but couldn't get out the right words. Her actions effectively made her resemble a goldfish. She did, however, finally manage to spout out a few words. "Well…I mean…sure it was nice…well, I haven't really had any other kisses to compare it too, so sure, it was ok. But it is MORALLY WRONG! I am not supposed to have these feelings for you!" Hermione told Ginny, crossing her arms as she said it.
"You sure didn't act like you thought it was morally wrong when you were moaning while I kissed you. God damnit Hermione, I am not going to stand here and let you tell me that you think what I do…what I am…is morally wrong. We both know that you feel something for me. When you are ready to admit it…come and talk to me." Ginny said, turning and walking the rest of the way to Hogwarts. Hermione on the other hand stood there, staring after Ginny.
Later that night, in the Great Hall, at dinner.
"Ginny….Ginny…GINNY!" Ron yelled, waving his hand in front of his little sisters face. She seemed to be in a bit of a trance, staring at her plate and swirling her food around. In complete frustration, Ron grabbed his goblet of pumpkin juice and dumped it over her head, causing her to jump and swear.
"RONALD WEASLEY! WHAT IN THE BLOODY HELL WERE YOU THINKING?" she screamed, unleashing the power of her voice. Ron just shrugged as Harry burst into laughter. "Well, I called your name about a hundred times before I poured the juice on you." He explained, smiling.
"Well, you could have prodded me in the side or something. You didn't have to bloody pour pumpkin juice on me." She said, still furious with her dimwitted older brother. She stood up and stormed out of the Great Hall, out the front doors of Hogwarts, and out onto the grounds. She had had enough of everyone today.
She walked over to the signature tree by the lake that "Golden Trio" would always sit under to do their studies. Ginny couldn't even count the times she had caught herself staring at one particular member of that trio. But that didn't matter anymore. Why did she always have to put herself in these types of situations. She was one to always self-sabotage her relationships with people. She laughed to herself. She could just picture Hermione's expression and response.
"I remember reading a book on teenage wizards who seem to self-sabotage things. Would you like me to look it up for you? I bet there are a ton of books in the library about things of that nature"
Ginny smiled once again, picturing the bushy-haired girl clamoring to the library to look up something. That was one thing that Ginny had always admired about Hermione. She could never fully comprehend how Hermione could just drop everything and run to the library for her friends. She also couldn't fathom how Hermione could stay in the Library for vast amounts of time without falling asleep.
Twas one of the many mysteries about Hermione Granger that she only wished she could be lucky enough to solve. But alas…some wishes never come true. Ginny turned her body so she could look out onto the lake, staring in fixation at how the water made the moon's reflection glisten. Out in the distance she saw a large tentacle pop out of the water, grab a piece of seaweed and then plop back into the water again. She couldn't get over just how many things about Hogwarts were mesmerizing.
She curled her legs up to her chest and closed her eyes, resting her chin on her knees. In her head she could see that bushy haired girl and herself, sharing the kiss that would stir up rumours for ages. She felt her cheeks blush as she remembered just how good it felt to have Hermione's lips on her's. It was something she had longed for, for ages.
She opened her eyes and shook her head to clear herself of such thoughts. "Pull your self together Ginny old girl. It was a once in a lifetime experience. Enough now…move on with your life." She said to herself, stretching her arms into the air, her shirt coming up a bit to reveal her very pale, freckled stomach. Once she was done, she simply laid down, her arms coming up to rest behind her head. She stared up at the sky, trying to make patterns with the stars.
"I think I see Orion." she said, stifling a yawn. She closed her eyes slowly, and within moments, she fell asleep.
Meanwhile, in the female prefects bathroom
Hermione had taken refuge in the prefects bathroom upon her arrival back at Hogwarts after her eventful day at Hogsmeade. She had spent most of the time pacing around and around the gargantuan pool sized bathtub, trying to figure out a course of action. She had never once experienced something so stressful. Well…nothing so stressful in a relationship.
Why did Ginny have to go and do something like that eh? She was perfectly fine with staring from a distance. She was perfectly fine with hiding. But now, what was she to do? She felt as if she was caught up in a whirlwind of new feelings that she hadn't experienced before. What was she to do?
Hermione walked over towards the painting of the mermaid sleeping on the wall. She stared at the beautiful creature in the painting, watching the girl's chest move in and out with her breaths. She found herself fixated upon the small curves of the girls breasts hidden behind the long blonde hair. The mermaid's hair was lifted up, then put back down by her ragged breath.
Hermione stood there staring at the sleeping girl for a few moments more, before tearing her eyes away. She knew that she shouldn't be staring at the girl…but some how, she found her eyes moving back towards the painting. She shook her head to try to clear her mind of those thoughts.
She turned her back on the painting, deciding that she needed to relax. Her eyes wandered across the room, landing once again on the gargantuan bathtub. She sighed and walked over to it. A bath, that is what she needed.
She knelt down and pulled her shoes and socks off, laying them down next to the tub. She rolled her neck around, stretching a bit, before beginning to loosen her tie, slowly slipping it off and laying it down on top of her shoes and socks. She then slid her skirt off, revealing her rather pale legs. She looked down at them and frowned, while laying the skirt down next to the tie and shoes. She really aught to try that new self tanning spell she saw.
She then unbuttoned her shirt, pulling it off to reveal her rather plain white cotton bra, that matched her white cotton panties perfectly. She reached behind her back and undid the clasps of her bra, slipping it off and letting it fall on her pile of clothes. She then slipped off her underwear, folding them carefully and laying them on top of the rest of her clothes.
She smiled as she knelt down and turned on a few of the faucets, the first being just plain hot water and the second being hot pink bubbles. She then sat down on the side of the tub, slowly putting her feet in the warm, pink lather. She moaned out loud softly, the warmth of the water already beginning to relax her. With one fast movement, she pushed herself into the water, dunking her head under the water.
She stayed under the water for a few moments, enjoying the feel of the water surrounding her. She could only stay under for a few moments, however, before coming up, gasping for breath. She waded over to the shallowest end of the tub, leaning against the wall of it.
She closed her eyes, letting her mind travel back to what happened earlier that day. She could still feel Ginny's lips touching hers. She could still see the look on Ginny's face when she said that the kiss that they had shared was immoral. She reached a hand out of the water and smacked herself on the forehead.
"Stupid, Stupid Hermione!" She said to herself. "You know very well that when you say things of that nature to people, they usually get rather upset at you." She sighed again, and closed her eyes. She really should have brought a book to read.
(A/N)
What do you think. I had most of it written days ago, but have been rather busy. I hope you found the chapter enjoyable. Please read and review. Thanks to all those who did review on the last chapters. 3 Fillip