Hermione awoke the next morning, the rays of sunshine spilling in through the window and waking her up. She sat up. Why was she in Ginny's room? She looked over to see a sleeping Ginny next to her. Ginny's hair was slightly disheveled and her lipstick smeared.

What had happened last night? She remembered going into the club and getting drinks… dancing with a guy named Steven. Then… she danced with Ginny…

Hermione's eyes grew wide and she remembered what had happened. They had had too many drinks… that was the problem. They both still had their clothes on, that was a good sign. At least they hadn't gone that far… it was an entire bad mistake- wasn't it?

Hermione got up and dressed in her own room before heading out to the kitchen.

Ginny awoke shortly afterwards to the smell of blueberry pancakes. After years in her mother's house she could tell whatever was cooking in a ten foot radius. She looked at herself in the mirror, and saw her smudged lipstick. At that time, all the memories came flooding back to her.

The kissing… the passion… the heat…

What had brought that on? Surely she hadn't… wanted to? It was the drinking. That was it. Drinking makes you do stupid things. Was it a stupid thing? Had she wanted it to happen? No. Of course not. She was straight. Then why was she debating this in her head?

Ginny dressed and followed the smell of breakfast into the kitchen. Hermione was turned around, trying to find something in a higher shelf. A little bit of skin was showing when Hermione reached up to pick something out of the shelf. The little bit of skin made Ginny's head spin. Hermione wasn't supposed to have this effect on her. No. Never.

Hermione turned around to see Ginny. God, when did she get so beautiful? Wait, she wasn't supposed to be thinking this. Ginny wasn't anymore beautiful than before. Sure, she had always thought Ginny was pretty. But not throw yourself on her gorgeous. Wait? Throw herself on her? No. She wasn't thinking of her best friend this way. She couldn't.

"Hi," a small voice snapped Hermione out of her train of thought.

"Hey," Hermione answered, flipping a pancake. Don't look at her… Don't look at her…

"Hermione?"

"Yes?"

"About last night…" Ginny started, they had to talk about it. It was better to do that at the beginning than let it get awkward. Whatever, it was already awkward.

"…was a mistake?" Hermione finished, lying through her teeth. Wait, was she lying. Was it not a mistake?

"Yes…" Ginny said, trying to smile. If it was a mistake then why did she want to lean across the counter and kiss her good morning every morning for the rest of her life? No. It was a mistake. She was sure of it… wasn't she?

Both girls sat in silence for a minute before Hermione spoke, trying to break the tension. "I made breakfast."

"I see that." Ginny smiled, and sat down and began to eat. "You know you don't have to make breakfast everyday, I do know how to cook, ya know."

"Yes, I know. I guess I just feel as if I need to do something to thank you for letting me stay here." Hermione replied, sitting down too.

Last night was defiantly enough thanks, Ginny thought. Woah! Where did THAT come from?

"It's no problem, Hermione" Ginny said, "You're my best friend."

Hermione smiled in response as she began to eat her pancakes. "It's kind of funny that we're eating breakfast at 5 o'clock in the evening."

"5 O'CLOCK?" Ginny nearly shouted, looking at the clocks. She had to get to the club. Thank god, she had already done her makeup and gotten dressed.

"What's the matter, Ginny?" Hermione asked.

"Um, nothing," she lied; she couldn't tell Hermione about her playing, not yet. She wasn't ready. "Just errands I have to do before the day is out."

Hermione nodded, obviously believing the lie, which Ginny was thankful for. She wasn't ready for anyone to know about her playing in the club, not even Hermione. She hadn't even told Dean about it when they had been dating for six months.

Ginny grabbed her stuff and was out the door, leaving a very confused Hermione at the flat.

- - - - - - - - -

"Ginny! You're late." Collin told her as she entered through the back of the club.

"I know. I slept in late. I didn't mean to. I had a late night last night." Ginny said, hoping the excuse would work.

"I bet." She heard one of the stage managers say with a giggle. Ginny turned and glared at her, which shut the lady up.

Collin pulled her away before it got ugly. "Ginny, we have to play now."

"And now for your pleasure here is the dynamic duo Collin and Ginvera." As soon as Ginny heard her name she stepped on stage, smiled, and waved to the audience where people were cheering. The regulars were all chanting their names and the non-regulars obviously seemed pleased that they got this much of a applause.

"Hello, children of the world." Collin said into the microphone before they got started. Ginny smiled and sat down at the piano. As she did, Hermione's face came into her mind. She smiled.

Throughout every song she played as if Hermione was in the audience. She couldn't get Hermione out of her head. Her hair, her eyes, her smile, her scent was all that Ginny could think about. The way Hermione smiled when she was reading a book. The way the hair fell in front of her face when she was cooking her breakfast.

Soon it was the last song, the one that Ginny always did as a solo.

"Hello, everyone," Ginny said, as Collin left the stage. "This song is Dark Blue."

Ginny bent the microphone down to her height and began to play.

"I have you (have you) breathing down my neck (breathing down my neck)
I don't (don't know) what you could possibly expect under this condition so
I'll wait (I'll wait) for the ambulance to come (ambulance to come)
Pick us up off the floor
What did you possibly expect under this condition so.."

She sang into the mircophone with all her heart as she played the exact notes she had been practing for weeks.

"Slow down.. this night's a perfect shade of
Dark blue (dark blue)
Have you ever been alone in a crowded room when I'm here with you
I said the world could be burning down
Dark blue (dark blue)
Have you ever been alone in a crowded room well I'm here with you
I said the world could be burning 'til there's nothing but dark blue..
Just dark blue

This flood (this flood) is slowly rising up swallowing the ground
Beneath my feet, Tell me how anybody thinks under this condition so
I'll swim (I'll swim) as the water rises up, the sun is sinking down
And now all I can see are the planets in a row
Suggesting it's best that I slow down

This night's a perfect shade of
Dark blue (dark blue)
Have you ever been alone in a crowded room when I'm here with you
I said the world could be burning (burning) down
Dark blue (dark blue)
Have you ever been alone in a crowded room well I'm here with you
I said the world could be burning dark blue"

Ginny closed her eyes, and Hermione came to mind yet again. Why couldn't she get her out of her mind. Did she… actually… like Hermione?

"We were boxing
We were boxing the stars
We were boxing (we were boxing)
You were swinging for Mars
And then the water reached the West Coast
And took the power lines (the power lines)
And it was me and you (this could last forever)
And the whole town under water
There was nothing we could do
It was dark blue

Dark blue (dark blue)
Have you ever been alone in a crowded room well I'm here with you
I said the world could be burning (burning) down
Dark blue
Have you ever been alone in a crowded room well I'm here with you
I said the room could be burning now there's nothing but dark blue

If you've ever been alone in the dark blue
If you've ever been alone you'll know (you'll know)"

Ginny played the last few notes and crowd erupted in cheers. Ginny smiled. "Thank you for letting me sing to you."

The crowd continued to cheer as she bowed and walked off the stage.

"Ginny! That was brilliant!"

"You amaze me!"

"You should be touring!"

"You are excellent!"

"That was your best performance yet."

She had heard all these things before. It didn't matter to her anymore. Well, yes they did, but she only sung because she loved it, and right now, all she cared about was her opinnion.

- - - - - - - -

Where the hell was Ginny? What kind of errands made her stay out until three in the morning? Hermione couldn't get to sleep. All she thought about was Ginny. She was straight, with a curve? If she was straight then why did it feel so right when Ginny was pressed against her?

Hermione heard the door unlock, and came out of her room. She was in boxers and a tight white tanktop.

"Where have you been?" Hermione asked, "What the hell could have taken you until three in the morning?"

Ginny turned around to face Hermione and nearly dropped the bag she was holding with drinks in it. The sight of Hermione made Ginny get in a nervous wreck. She calmed herself down and said, "What's it matter to you?"

Hermione sighed in relief, at least Ginny hadn't been drinking. "You had me worried! You said you had errands you needed to run, and then you're not back until three in the morning!"

"Well why are you worried? It's not like you're my mother." She was trying to avoid the subject of the club, she still wasn't ready to tell her about it. "It's not like we're even dating or anything!"

Shit.

They were standing rather close to each other now. Ginny looked at Hermione's face, the look of desire she saw in Hermione's eyes was the same as the night before. Was Hermione thinking the same thing?

"Well, that's not my fault." Hermione stated, lowering her voice.

"What?"

"That's not my fault… that we're not dating…" Hermione said, a little bit louder. Her cheeks were turning a very bright pink.

"But… you're the one that said it was a mistake." Ginny said, her eyes narrowing.

"I lied! Okay? Maybe I didn't think it was a mistake!" Hermione shouted, noticing how Ginny was slowly moving closer to her. Too close… "Maybe I want to kiss you again!"

Before Ginny had any rational thought about what she was doing, she was kissing Hermione- again. Hermione responded instantly. Hermione pulled Ginny closer to her.

Soon oxegon became an issue and both girls pulled away slowly, still holding onto each other.

"So… basically," Ginny started, "You feel the same way?"

"Basically…" Hermione said, sligtly laughing as she rested her forehead on Ginny's.

"Well then… will… you be my girlfriend?" Ginny said, risking herself, taking the dare, praying to Merlin that she said yes.

Hermione took Ginny's hand in her own and kissed her fingers. "Of course."