Alright so here we are again… Sorry it took so long but I am back and ready for more 

Some lines are from Seaason 2 of The L Word, between Alice and Dana... I just thought it would fit perfectly here...so yeah.

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The group followed Professor McGonagall and Lupin through the Entrance Hall and up the Grand staircase.

"So, as most of you already know, the teachers quarters are in the west tower. The only students who have access to the wing are head boy and girl. The rest of the student body can contact teachers through the public teachers lounge and through your classrooms."

They walked through a tapestry, up a long corridor, through another tapestry, and began their climb up a spiral staircase. "This is getting ridiculous," Ginny thought to herself as they made there way up the stairs. But soon enough they arrived at an isolated hall. Large portraits hung on the walls and there were no obvious doors except for one. At the far end of the corridor stood a heavy mahogany door, with a large brass handle. The only things on the door were two words inscribed in gold, "Teachers Lounge."

As they walked towards the room, McGonagall and Lupin stopped.

""Now," Professor McGonagall started, " This is the private teachers lounge. It is almost like the equivalent to the student's common room. However, your rooms are private and not attached. Behind the portraits that are lining the walls of this corridor stand your rooms."

She showed each former student which portrait belonged to whom, along with showing which rooms belonged to other professors as well.

"We will leave you now to get settled, but make sure you attend dinner this evening. We will be discussing what positions and duties each of you will be undertaking.

Ginny walked into her room. It was a bit smaller than she had originally imagined, but the beauty was breathtaking enough to make up for it. Dark would floors sprawled the entire circular room with beautiful ornately designed rugs covering most of it. There was a wonderful stone fireplace to the left of her upon entering and bookshelves covered nearly the entire circumference of the room. In fact, the only areas that were not covered by bookshelves were two narrow floor length windows and one small staircase leading to another room. Along with dark red coaches and a large coffee table, the room was beautiful and much to Ginny's liking.

As she walked up the small stone staircase she realized it was going to her bedroom. As she walked in, she noticed that although her bedroom might be small too, her bed was anything but. Her new and improved four-poster bed could fit five people in it she was sure. Besides the bed, everything seemed to be quite ordinary for a bedroom. She walked to another small enclosure next to her wardrobe and found it to be her bathroom. It was anything but ordinary. The shower was amazing with a showerhead hanging from the ceiling; it was made out of a beautiful stone that took on the color of a pearl. With shadowed glass as walls, Ginny immediately fell in love with it. She did not have a bath, which did not mind her at all, seeing as she rarely took them, her bathroom fit her perfectly.

She made her way out of the bathroom and flopped down on her enormous bed. She had just began to shut her eyes when she heard a slight knock. Not feeling like getting up, she just shouted instead. "Come in, I'm up here!"

Sitting with her eyes closed, waiting for the unknown intruder, she heard,

" Ginny, you up here?"

"Hermione is that you?"

Hermione walked up the stairs entering Ginny's bedroom.

"Wow, I love your room!"

"Thanks! How's yours?"

"It's a bit bigger than this, but my bed is tiny compared to yours.."

"Oh.."

The both shifted awkwardly for a bit.

"So , um, you want to sit down?

"Yeah… Sure.."

Ginny scouted over and Hermione hopped down next to her on the bed.

"You know Gin, I am exhausted."

"You read my mind Hermione… Lets just take a nap until dinner."

"Sounds good to me…'


After a few hours, Ginny woke up. She could feel the heat of another body pressed against hers. Her mind went numb; whom was she sleeping with? Then it hit her… "Fuck, Hermione" she said to herself. As she felt the girl pressed up against her from behind. "Fuck, she's spooning me.." Ginny smiled to herself. She wasn't about to move, she did not want this moment to end, because who knew when or if, it would ever happen again.

Harry had not seen Hermione or Ginny for hours. This meant he was forced to seem interested in whatever Draco and Neville were talking about. Its not that he did not like Draco or Neville, he just did not find either of them particularly interesting. So he set of to find Hermione. Not finding her in her room, he assumed that she would be in Ginny's. As he made his way into her room, he shouted, "Hey, are you guys in here?"

Ginny who had been faking that she was asleep for sometime was jolted by the sudden noise echoing through her room. She was surprised so fiercely that she jumped about a foot in the air, and then toppled of the bed taking Hermione with her.

Hearing a definite thud coming from above, Harry rushed into the bedroom to see if everything was all right. What he found was two entangled girls laughing hysterically about the scandalous position they had been found in.

"Uh, just wanted you to know its time for dinner…"

"Oh thanks Harry, we would have slept straight through it." Thanked Hermione.

"Come on," Ginny said brushing herself off, "Lets head down"

They made there way down to the great hall, just the three of them.

"So Ginny, if we have time later, do you want to head over to the pitch and throw a quaffle around a bit?"

"Yeah, that sounds great Harry. Hey Hermione, want to join us?" Ginny smirked.

"You know, full well Ms. Weasley that I hate flying."

"Maybe you just didn't have the right teacher." Ginny smiled.

"Fine, I will bring out my work and watch."

"Good." Ginny and Harry said together.


As they made it to the great hall, the teachers were not sitting at the head table, but they had pulled up a smaller table, using it instead. There were not many, however as Professor McGonagall explained, it was because most choose to arrive the day the students arrived.

They were all eating a wonderful meal, laughing with Hagrid, discussing the world cup stats with Ginny, and just enjoying each others company, when McGonagall stood up, ready to get down to business. "So we are to assume you know what positions you are taking, however there are a few other things we need to discuss. Mr. Malfoy, along with being potions master, would you also like to take the role of the Slytherin head of house?"

" Yes of course. I would be happy to 'Guide' my fellow Slytherin's to, well, greatness." He said so pompously Hermione was sure his head was going to explode.

"Yes well, moving on.. " said Professor McGonagall really caring what Malfoy had said. "Harry, we would like you to be Gryffindor's head of house."

"Yeah sure," started Harry then with an air of superiority said, " I would love to be able to lead my fellow Gryffindor's to… well…,…, greatness."

"Oh fuck off Potter."

"Mr. Malfoy, need I remind you that that type of language will not be acceptable once term starts.

"Anyways, Ginny. I know you had inquired about the position a few years ago, but its open again if you'd like it."

"Oh yeah! That'd be great!"

"What position?" Hermione questioned.

"Along with charms, I'll be teaching flying to the first years, and being a referee at all quidditch matches."

"Um, Professor?" Malfoy asked McGonagall, " How can we be sure she's fair… not biased I mean."

"Ms. Weasley, can we trust you to be unbiased?"

"Of Course."

"That's good enough for me Mr. Malfoy."

"Now, all of your classrooms are open. I suggest that you check in on them before tomorrow. You have one day to get them how you want them, don't wait till the last minute. Especially you Ms. Weasley, We all know that Flitwick wasn't the cleanliest of men…"

With that they left for their classrooms.

"I will help you out Ginny, the transfiguration room is spotless.'

" Yes, I will help too," Draco said, " my potions classroom needs not further cleaning."

"Yeah a dungeon is a dungeon no mater how much cleaning you do right? Harry smirked.

"Again Potter, fuck off."

"Gladly, see you all later." He smiled as he went off to check out the defense against the dark arts classroom.

As they walked into the Charms room, they just stopped. Papers were strewn everywhere, there was about 3 inches of dust covering every surface imaginable in the room, and that horrendous smell of stale air drifted through the room.

"Hell no…" Ginny sighed.

"Why haven't the house elves cleaned any of this?" inquired Draco.

"You should not expect them to do everything Malfoy… "

"Hermione," Ginny interrupted, " As much as I love to hear your house elf rights argument…"

Hermione's smile faded hearing Ginny talk poorly of her for the first time since she had seen her. Sensing this Ginny continued, " No Hermione, I really do love to hear your point, especially when I happen to agree with you," Ginny smiled and grabbed her hand; " I just don't think this is the time to start a political argument, especially with him. " She said nodding at Malfoy.

Hermione's breath caught in her throat, as Ginny touched her hand. When Ginny had finished talking, all she could think to do was smile and nod.

"God Hermione, are you 12 now? Can you not even form a sentence when this girl merely looks at you?

They worked all night and into the morning, and even though they had more papers to go through, the classroom was clean and organized, so they called it a night. As they made their way back to the west tower, Ginny and Hermione said good night to Draco. This let Hermione and Ginny to be totally alone for the first time. Well, besides this afternoon, Ginny thought, but was interrupted by Hermione.

"So," Hermione asked, "Are you excited by the start of term?"

"Yeah, I am excited, especially teaching kids how to fly, that and its just exciting to be back. I always had the best time at here at Hogwarts."

" Yeah so did I, I mean it's the last time we could all be together, and now its like we are being thrown back together once again."

"Its true, but I can't say I am upset about it"

"No! Don't get me wrong; I am very happy that we've been thrown back together.

"Yeah, I am too." Ginny smiled.

"Look Gin, we need to talk." Hermione stopped in the hall.

Ginny just looked over at her knowing full well what she was about to say. "Talk about what?"

"You know what"

"Well, it was a mistake right? You were engaged."

"If you say so, and I am not engaged anymore."

"Well, what do you say? I mean you were there too."

"You kissed me."

Ginny smirked, " Yes I did, and I kinda remember you kissing me back Ms Granger…"

"After you started it."

Ginny paused and looked at the wonderful women standing in front of her. Her hair, still bushy, being confined to a to a ponytail. Her eyes, dark hazel and her lips never being covered by cheap gloss, but always unaltered because they were so beautiful left alone.

Ginny felt herself bite her lower lip subconsciously.

"So, if I were to kiss you again?"


Wow, that was a hard one to get out… but more fun ahead, because class is starting! Yay!

Okay thanks reviewers and here is what's coming up…

First day of class

Teachers doing rounds together….

Quidditch

Oh and there is no Draco and Harry in here… sorry if that's what your into... but its not so much my thing… I just would have a hard time writing it…maybe its cause I am a lesbian I don't know… but I just think it would be terribly fluffy if EVERYONE were gay... Cause unfortunately… that's not how the world works… even Harry potter world…

Oh and Now Germany lost… Damn it there goes 20 bucks…