Here we are at chapter six. I hope that you have enjoyed the last few chapters. This chapter has been inspired by the song "Silver and Cold" by the band AFI. I listened to it on repeat for the entirety of the writing of this chapter. I hope that you like it.

3 Fillip

Hermione sighed lightly as she pulled herself out of the gargantuan sized tub. She had needed that bath. She picked up her wand and summoned one of the large white towels from the corner of the room. After completing the tedious task of drying her body off, she decided that what she needed next was a good book that she could curl up with.

"How will I get a book?" She thought, seeing as how she was flat out refusing to actually leave the bathroom until she was sure that the entire school was asleep. She really didn't need to have anyone cornering her and asking her about "the incident", as she now referred to it. That said incident had been troubling her since the moment that she had stepped into the bathroom.

"I could transfigure something…" She thought aloud, taking a seat on one of the chairs stationed around the place. Why there were chairs in this room she never quite understood. Were there public baths here in the older days of Hogwarts. She would have to look that up.

She shivered lightly. Clothes didn't seem like a necessity at the moment. She looked around the room and tried to find something to transfigure. A bar of soap? No that wouldn't do. A towel? No, they always made such plain books. Her eyes narrowed when they spotted tray table. Maybe a tray table would be good. She sighed and stood up, walking over to her wand and then casting a spell to transfigure the tray table into a book. She squeaked with joy as her very favorite book landed on the floor.

"Who would have thought…?" she asked with a smile, leaning down to pick up 'Hogwarts, a history'. Oh how she loved that book. She walked back over to the chair, not bothering to put clothes on yet, curling up in the chair and opening the book to the first page. This would be a fun time.

Luna climbed off of Ginny and laid down next to her, her arms coming to wrap around Ginny's waist, her face nuzzling in the crook of Ginny's neck. "I love you my beautiful one.." Luna whispered, his lips laying whisper's of kisses across the crook of the red head's neck. Ginny flushed a bright red before turning a bit so she could face Luna.

"I thought you were with Neville…" Ginny said with a bit of a smile. She had figured that it had been a lie, but all rumours stem from some bit of truth. Luna smirked a bit and the air filled with a tinkling sound when she laughed.

"Oh that. The silly boy asked me if I was to accompany him to Hogsmeade this afternoon. I said that I would go because I wanted to get a new quill. And now I find out that the entire school thinks that we are together. That silly boy." Luna replied with another smile. She knew that Ginny had been thinking on it for some time. "But what is this that I heard about you and miss Hermione Granger becoming a couple?" She asked the other with a smile. If that had been true, it was no longer.

"That crashed and burned" Ginny began, sighing and rolling her eyes. "She asked me to go with her, I kissed her, she stopped talking, I ran outside, she came after me, we snogged, got caught by almost the entire village, ran back to Hogwarts, and she screeched at me and called me immoral." She said with one big breath of air. "So, like I said before…it crashed and burned."

Luna moved one of her hands up to Ginny's face, the back of her pale hand running down Ginny's cheek. "Oh…don't worry about her Ginerva. You have me now…" She said, looking up at Ginny through her pale eyelashes. She knew that she was taking a big step here, offering her self back to Ginny. She bit on her lip, waiting for Ginny to reply.

"I…I have you?" Ginny said with her eye's widening. She had Luna? Ginny hadn't heard those words since the pair had first gotten together. "But I thought…you had…" She said, apparently not able to finish any of her sentences at the present time.

"Yes, Ginerva, you have me…" Luna began, her face moving closer to Ginny's, laying a soft kiss on the red head's lips. "Ginerva, all those other's don't matter. All we have is now. And now, I am yours." She finished, laying another soft kiss on Ginny's lips.

Ginny smiled a bit, loving the attention she was getting. After the kiss broke, she laid a kiss on Luna's forehead and began to get up. Luna looked up at her with a bit of a questioning look on her face. "Let's go take a shower." Ginny said with a smile, pulling the pale girl up with her.

Luna smiled and knelt down, picking up Ginny's shirt and tie, lifting up Ginny's arms and slipping her shirt on. She then handed the tie to Ginny. She was never good at putting on ties. She was hardly able to put her own tie on in the mornings.

"Do you think that we could take one in the prefects bathroom?" Ginny asked Luna, her hands moving to put her tie on. "I always did like swimming in that big bath tub." She said with a smile. Luna merely nodded and took Ginny's hand, leading her across the green and into the castle.

meanwhile, back in the bathroom with Hermione

Hermione smiled as she closed the book. That book could always make her feel better. She smiled as she fingered the tattered edges of the fraying pages of the book. She carefully set the book down on the ground and stood up. She shivered a bit from the cold. She could feel her nipples hardening from chill.

She walked over to her clothes and began to get dressed as quickly as she could. Where she would go and what she would do next was not yet known to her. She sighed as she pulled on her skirt and zipped it.

Once she had put her uniform back on she went over to one of the many full length mirrors that the bathroom had. She stared at herself for a moment before turning to the side so she could see her profile. Normally Hermione was not one to be bothered with what she looked like, or how good her bum looked in a skirt. But for some reason, over the past few days she had been starting to stare at herself in a different way whenever she looked in mirrors.

She blew out a puff of air that lifted up a few pieces of her hair out of her eyes. She pulled her hair up into a bit of a messy bun on the top of her head, just to see what it looked like. She stared at herself for a few moments more before scowling and turning away from the mirror. She mentally kicked herself a few times. "Pull yourself together Hermione. You can never be that." And that was true. For Hermione would never be able to be one of those carefree type of girls that wore what the thought would get the most attention. That just wasn't Hermione.

She sighed once more and walked back to her chair, picking up the book and her wand before moving and depositing them in her satchel. She slung the satchel over her shoulders. She figured that it was late enough for her to be going back to her dormitory. And if not she would just have to hex anyone who commented about "the incident" into the next century.

She stretched a bit before walking over to the door of the room. She was about to open it when she heard a few giggles outside of the door. "Bloody Hell." She said aloud. "Who is up this late?" She thought. Her question was answered moments later when the door was opened and two people stepped in the room. Hermione gasped at what she saw.

Well it seems that Chapter Six has come to a close. I hope that it was up to your standards. I would like to take a moment to thank everyone who reviewed. I appreciate all of my loyal fans who have been with me since Chapter One. Your support truly means a lot to me.

3 Fillip.