Silence followed for a few minutes, both girls minds were running fast with different thoughts. Ginny was gob-smacked that she had actually come out and said it, while at the same time scared and exited of what would happen next. It had worked its way in to her mind that Hermione had let Ginny sleep in the same bed as her the night before, so it couldn't be all that bad right? And now she knew that Hermione had known about her sexual orientation for a while, it wasn't like she could be to discussed right?
Hermione's brain was working very slowly, trying to process the information. It just didn't make sense, the most popular girl in the year below, and one of her best and oldest friends liked her. Hermione had felt an attraction to the red head, but had put it down to spending to much time with Harry and Ron. She had never thought of herself as bisexual or gay. But now she found herself questioning it.
"I guess you want me to carry on right?" asked Ginny finally. "Yes please, how did you come to the conclusion to do what you did yesterday?" Hermione said in a voice not much more than a whisper.
"Well you saw me talking to Luna right?" Hermione nodded "well she was telling me how silly I was not doing any thing about how I 'felt', as a matter of fact she kinda upset me a little. We… have a past you see, but it didn't work. And she just wants me to be happy, and she said the only way I would be is if I told you." Ginny left a gap allowing the words to sink in to Hermione's brain. She didn't want to tell her about Luna, it was a mistake a long time ago. After a few moments she felt it ok to continue.
"I left Luna in the library because I felt a little hurt and pissed off. So I went down to the room of requirements- I quite often go down there, time to my self, to collect my thoughts and maybe even get a bit of wand practise." Ginny blushed a little more, she didn't really tell any one that she did practice her wand work. "But when I went down to the room, and opened the door there was a sofa and a table covered in butter beer bottles. And I just sat and drunk them. Then it kinda all gets a bit fuzzy," Ginny blushed even brighter and scratched her head trying to remember. "I vaguely remember walking up to here, and then… yeah"
Ginny trailed off not wanting to talk any more about how she had pretty much begged Hermione to take her, to love her, to kiss her. It wasn't that she couldn't remember, just that she didn't want to have to say it out loud. Staring down at the carpet the red head was waiting, holding her breath ready for what ever Hermione had to throw at her.