A/N: I don't own Harry Potter

This is for the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Writing Club November

Film Festival: 10 - (plot point) playing a sport

Warning: mentions breasts

Word Count: 382

Ginny had just stepped into Diagon Alley. She was supposed to be meeting her girlfriend here for lunch, and something that Romilda refused to tell her.

"Hey, can I get an autograph?" a voice yelled. Ginny spun around, her hair flying around her face. Romilda was standing there wearing a pair of black leather slacks and a white cami top with Ginny's Quidditch number written across the front in marker. Ginny almost burst out laughing. Romilda looked like one of Ginny's crazed fans. Ginny realized that in a way, that was a pretty good description of Romilda.

"Romilda? What are you doing?"

"I love Quidditch, remember? I want an autograph from my favorite player. So, can I get an autograph?" Romilda asked with a smirk. She shrugged her shoulder causing the strap of her cami top to slide down her arm. Ginny blushed slightly.

"Sure, where do you want it," she asked, keeping her voice level despite her heart pounding in her chest.

"Right here," Romilda answered pointing to the top of her left breast. "I can move my shirt a bit more if you'd like," she offered tucking a strand of her black hair behind her ear.

"No, I think I can get it," Ginny whispered pulling a quill out. "Black ink alright?"

"It's the only that shows up on my skin, but I'm sure you know that," Romilda said as Ginny leaned over and touched the tip of the quill to Romilda's flesh. The woman shuddered slightly causing Ginny to pause.

"Are you sure about this, I mean, I could sign somewhere else," Ginny offered.

"Keep going, Gin, please?" Romilda whispered her lips nearly touching Ginny's skin. Ginny nodded slowly scribbling her name across Romilda's exposed breast. Romilda looked down at it and nodded.

"It's perfect, Gin, perfect. That's exactly what it's going to look like, you know that?"

"You're getting it tattooed?"

"I'm yours aren't I? I want the world to know I'm Ginny Weasley's one and only. I am your one and only, right?" Romilda asked her eyes wide as if in disbelief. Ginny burst out laughing. She pulled Romilda into a passionate kiss.

"Of course you are, Romi, my one and only," Ginny answered taking Romilda's hand as they walked down the street towards the tattoo parlor.