"3 galleons, sir." Hermione recited happily to the old man that just bought a book that she absolutely despised. After the man paid, Hermione waved him goodbye and continued checking the register, which was what she had been doing before he arrived. Ginny hopped off the ladder she had been on and walked behind the counter.
"Someone's particularly chipper this morning," Ginny said, "Care to explain?"
"Well it's not everyday I get to watch my girlfriend perform," Hermione said.
"Hermione- it's only 1 in the afternoon. You still have another seven hours." Ginny protested, happy at Hermione's excitement.
"No need to remind me, I'm counting the minutes," Hermione said, closing the register and putting her full attention on Ginny.
"You do realize that you counting the minutes to me playing is just making me even more nervous than I already am?" Ginny asked, jumping up and sitting on the counter.
"I'm sorry, babe," Hermione apologized, "I'm just so excited to see you play. You letting me watch means the world to me because I know how much it means to you."
"Make me cry, why don't you?" Ginny said, sticking her tongue out at Hermione.
"Aw, come here, you," Hermione said, pulling Ginny off the counter and into her arms for a hug before pulling back just to kiss Ginny's perfect lips. They must have been moving backwards because before she knew it, Ginny's hips hit the counter.
"Ms. Granger, I do believe you are supposed to be checking the money, but I do not believe you will find it in Ms. Weasley's mouth," their boss interrupted, making Hermione and Ginny jump apart.
"Sorry, Mr. Boss," Ginny said.
"I'm sure," He said, winking and walking into the back.
"He really has bad timing doesn't he?" Hermione said once he left.
"The worst," Ginny replied.
Ask her, Ginny yelled at herself, it's the perfect moment, casual, not a big deal… but if it isn't why does it seem like a big deal? I mean it's just a room… but we agreed we'd take it slow. We're already living together… so why shouldn't we be in the same room? We'd seem like we're two old married couples that sleep in separate beds… only this is separate rooms, which is worse-
"Ginny?"
"Wha?"
"Are you okay?" Hermione asked, placing a hand on Ginny's arm.
"Yeah, I'm fine, why?"
"You had that look."
"What look?"
"The look where you look like your thinking about something, and your babbling to yourself in your head," Hermione replied.
"I have a look?"
"Ginny- I've known you since that first summer after Hogwarts," Hermione replied, "I know a lot of your looks."
"Oh, well… it's nothing… you know… nervous jitters," Ginny said, god, you're such a chicken shit.
DLL
"I hate wrapping paper," Ginny said, "Can't we just magic them… they'd look a lot nicer if we just did it with magic."
"Ginny," Hermione whined, "You promised me we could do this without magic."
"I'm just saying it'd be a lot faster, neater, easier, and we'd have a lot less paper cuts." Ginny said, sucking on her finger which had just recently been cut open by a piece of green wrapping paper. "And I know I promised, which is exactly why I'm sitting here on the ground covered in tape and ribbons."
"First of all, you're sitting on me, not the floor, and second of all, you look cute with ribbons on you, you're like my own personal Christmas present."
"What can I say? I'm cute and adorable, and you are comfy and beautiful, which is exactly why I, and only I, am allowed to say when you are to become my chair… especially when the moment includes me getting paper cuts."
Hermione giggled, "This is our first Christmas together. Can you believe it?"
"But why do we have to spend it at my family's house," Ginny asked, "Can't we just run away and spend Christmas in Paris?"
"We already agreed we would spend this Christmas with your parents and next year if my parents are up for it, we'll invite them."
"Well prepare for a massive hangover because after my performances guys are all over me trying to buy me drinks," Ginny said. "And then we have to get up early tomorrow for Christmas."
Hermione felt the overprotective side of her coming out, "Well they better watch out because if they look at my baby they got another thing coming for them."
"Aw, look at you, being my overprotective girlfriend," Ginny said, then whispered in Hermione's ear, "It's kind of hot."
Hermione felt the heat rise up to her cheeks as she finished putting a bow on the last present. "There we're all done, happy now?"
"No because that means I have to get off of you." Ginny pouted before Hermione laughed and pushed Ginny off her lap.
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Ginny's heart pounded, she was shaking, and she was pacing back and forth backstage. She was never nervous before performing, sure back when she first started she had, but ever since then performing here had gotten so routine she was used to it. Everything had changed though, within a week she had come from cool never-nervous Ginny to freak-out nervous Ginny.
"Ginny, what are you so nervous about? You're only playing one song." Collin asked when he got off-stage.
"It isn't just any song, it's her song, and her just happens to be sitting in the audience." Ginny replied, as she continued to pace.
Collin reached out and stopped her from pacing and rested both his hands on her shoulders, "Listen, Gin, you're going to be amazing. I don't know how you got Alex to bring in the extra instruments, but it's going to be amazing you know why?"
Ginny shook her head.
"God, you're more thick than I thought," Collin rambled out loud, "Because YOU'RE amazing, and because you're in love with this girl."
"Once you get out there it's all you and you'll do it brilliantly."
"Right." Ginny said, as if she was still trying to convince herself.
Suddenly a man in black appeared beside them, "Weasley, you're on."
"I'll be right there, Alex."
"Knock 'em dead, girly," Collin said.
"Thanks, Collin, for everything," Ginny said before hugging him and heading on stage.
Hermione had been here for three hours already. She had listened to a few other people sing and play, including Collin, who she was still glad, forgave her for the whole Weasley-dinner night
And now the ever beautiful, amazing, talented Ginny Weasley.
Hermione watched Ginny as she made her way on stage, her eyes searching… looking for something… and then her eyes found them.
Ginny and Hermione's eyes locked together and they smiled as Ginny sat at the piano. Ginny must have been a local favorite because they applause that Ginny got was far bigger than all the other musicians put together.
"This song goes out to my special girl," Ginny said in her sweet voice that Hermione had fallen in love with. The entire place fell quiet. Hermione watched Ginny at that single piano on the dark stage.
Suddenly classical orchestra music filled the club and a light flashed and she saw six people on orchestra instruments playing. Then she turned back to Ginny who had begun to sing into the microphone.
"The last thing I wanna do right now is read your stupid poetry
Why can't you just tell me what you really wanna say
You clear your conscious with words so weak and empty
But something in your eyes gave you away"
Suddenly, Ginny's hands we're on the piano, and the music coming from it was amazing. Hermione was captivated. She was captivated by Ginny, her voice, her music, and she grinned as Ginny turned her head to look at Hermione.
"This is my mixed tape for you
Where are you now
As I'm swimming through the stereo
I'm writing you a symphony of sound
This mix could burn a whole in anyone
And it was you I was thinking of…"
Ginny looked back at the sheet music and sung into the microphone again. Suddenly, another light flashed and the band from the earlier performances we're playing along with her.
"And I've been lonely like a silhouette or a serenade
A heart attack or a man betrayed
The arms of love are holding me
Like a silhouette or a serenade
Is this all you have to say?
This broken boy would hang on every word
You're telling me that you need me
While I slowly fall apart"
Hermione recognized that part of the song. Ginny had written about the dinner about Ron who had tried to get her back.
"She is everything I wanted that I never knew I needed
She is everything I needed that I never knew I wanted
You healed your heart ache
With words so cool and callous
But the absence of your tears
Gave you away"
Hermione smiled. Ginny loved her. She was all Ginny wanted. Ginny was all Hermione wanted. She wanted to run on stage and tell her she loved her, but instead she felt warm tears flowing down her cheeks.
Suddenly the orchestra cut out and Ginny took the microphone out and it was only her and the band playing. Ginny stood up and sung quietly.
"Funny how I'm nervous still
I've always been the easy kill
I guess I always will
You kill me
You always know the perfect thing to say
And I just can't turn away"
Ginny slid the microphone back and slid into her seat as all three parts of the song came back together and Ginny began to play with all the heart, love, and soul that she had. She was playing for Hermione. It was all for Hermione, and that brought a smile to her lips.
"And I've been lonely like a silhouette or a serenade
A heart attack or a man betrayed
The arms of love are holding me
Like a silhouette or a serenade"
Her fingers stopped moving, but her mouth didn't.
"Oh Woah
And all pretty poems have to end
So I say this before I leave
If words are your weapons my dear
I surrender, surrender, surrender
Well you are the one, the one that lies close to me
Whispers, "Hello, I miss you quite terribly"
I fell in love, in love with you suddenly"
Ginny eye's darted back to the audience, back to Hermione, she mouthed 'I love you' before continuing to sing.
"Silhouette or a serenade
A heart attack or a man betrayed
The arms of love are holding me to you"
The music slowly died off and for a moment there was a complete silence before someone shouted, "Who's the lucky girl?"
After that people started laughing and clapping so hard Ginny was taken aback. There were whoops and catcalls, which made Ginny smile, as she literally jumped off stage and ran to Hermione.
"Ginny- that was amazing! It was incredible! It was fucking brilliant!" Hermione said when Ginny got to her.
"It was all for you." Ginny managed to breath out before they collided and Ginny pushed Hermione against the bar counter and connected their lips. The catcalls and whistles grew louder, but neither girl noticed for they were lost in the intensity of the kiss. Both girls were lost, and they never wanted to be found.
When they broke apart, Ginny said one thing, "I love you, Hermione Granger. Sleep in my bed tonight, every night."
"Ginny, are you asking me to move into your room?" Hermione asked.
Ginny could only nodd, and wait for an answer, but Hermione connected their lips once more.
"I take that as a…" Ginny drawled it out.
"Hell yes! I mean, yeah," Hermione straightened herself, "that could work."
Ginny laughed as the two girls kissed again.
A/N: Thanks to all my readers and espically my reviewers. The next chapter is going to be my last. Christmas morning. Yay.