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Chapter 5 - Do You Want To?

My hands trembled as I held onto my time-turner. I blinked several times and even pinched myself to make sure that none of what I had experienced was a dream. Sure enough, everything that had happened was real. Somehow, I knew this.

My thoughts went back to Bellatrix. Did I do anything to her? If I did anything, it was nothing good. I never saw her again and I'm sure, knowing her, she went on some insane search to find me in France. Once again, guilt settled in my stomach along with fear.

A small hand on my shoulder pulled me from my thoughts. I looked up to see sparkling blue eyes peering down on me with a concerned look etched on features. "Hermione?" she asked me sweetly.

"Ginny?" I breathed in a deep breath. She shook her head at me as her eyes turned from me to the time-turner.

"Ron told me all about that," she said. "Are you still taking all those extra classes?"

"No," I replied. "It's just that I was thinking about my 3rd year. It was one of my craziest years thus far."

She smiled at me again. She took the time-turner from my hands gently and said, "Come on. I was on my way to bed and from the looks of things you really need some sleep too."

I knew very well about Ginny's crush on Harry. She told me herself and being the loyal friend I am, I gave her advice about dealing with her feelings for him. She of course took it like she always did. She was now more outgoing and was seeing different boys much to my dismay.

Most of my summers were spent at the burrow for a few weeks here and there. The only place I could sleep in was Ginny's room, so I did but it killed me every time I was with her. I didn't know what I wanted but I did know that for some reason, every time she spoke about boys, my skin would crawl. I didn't mind, of course, but I wanted her to say something about a girl.

It would have given me the chance to open up to her that summer before 4th year. She never did. I kept my feelings to myself and never told her a thing. I was following her up the stairs into our dorm room. It was somewhat nice to be back in the Gryffindor tower. Dumbledore had given me my old uniform and robes back before I came back.

"It feels like you were gone for a long time," Ginny said out of no where as she got ready for bed. My eyes were glued to her skin. She was different from Bellatrix. They were both pale with smooth skin, but Ginny's had freckles all over.

I had to concentrate on speaking to her now. I gulped and took a breath. "Really, what do you mean?" I asked innocently.
She laughed a bit and turned to me in her bra. Her laugh transformed into a smirk. "I can't explain it," she said. "I'm sure I'm just being silly." She continued to shed off layers of her uniform. I couldn't help my eyes. I was taking her all in when her eyes met mine. "Aren't you going to get ready for bed or are you going to stand there and stare off into space! Honestly Hermione, only Luna does that!"

"Right, of course," I said. I turned my back and gingerly began to undress. I wanted to turn my head around to see if she was looking at me, but she wasn't. This was stupid! I had just broken Bellatrix's heart and here I was lusting after Ginny? Was this even right? Was what I did with Bellatrix even right? I didn't have any of those answers.

Ginny crawled under her sheets and turned her head to me. I was already lying in bed facing the ceiling. I couldn't bear to look at her, not now anyway. I breathed in deeply. "So, you still style that uncontrolled mane of yours?" she asked.

My skin crawled. It made me think of Bellatrix. I wanted her there. I wanted Bellatrix's thin fingers running through my hair again but part of me also wanted Ginny's fingers on my chin. My head went into a fantasy.

I was lying down on my back with Bellatrix kissing me hard while I was bound to the bed. Ginny was undoing my skirt and running her hands up my thighs. I was snapped back to reality by Ginny. She was up at my bed side with her cold hand on my forehead.

"Hermione, do you have a fever?" she asked. "I was talking to you and you just spaced out again!"

"Ginny, I'm fine," I lied. I bit my lip and all of that guilt in my stomach rushed over my body like cold ice. Ginny removed her hand from my forehead and laughed.

"Alright, if you say so," she said. I felt her warm lips on my forehead. "Just in case you are sick, I hope you get better. Sometimes, we don't know when we are sick. You know, like when I was possessed by You-Know-Who?" She laughed again and left my bedside.

I shivered. Why was she doing what Bellatrix did? I was so confused! There were no answers to all the questions rushing around in my head! "R—right," I stammered.

"Good night Hermy!" Ginny said with vigor.

Sometimes Ginny would call me by a nickname. She felt the need to nickname everything and I wasn't sure why. I was assuming it was because her own name was a nickname of Ginerva. I sighed and turned myself to my side. The last thing I remembered of that night was her drifting off to sleep.

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The next morning I woke up to loud chatter. I groaned to see Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil talking and laughing near my bed side. Both of them were in our secret army and both of them tended to be overly excited about things like that.

"Did you hear that Susan Bones' aunt died," Lavender said.

"Yeah, and not to mention that the same Death Eaters who killed her uncle and other family are now on the run along with that Bellatrix Lestrange," Parvati said.

"That's no secret," I mumbled as I lifted myself out of bed. "And you really shouldn't be talking about Susan's problems like its gossip." I rolled my eyes at them and stalked off to find Ginny. Lavender was about to open her mouth but I didn't give her the opportunity to call me a 'do-gooder' as if that was the best she could come up with.

Ginny was coming out of the showers and was only wearing a towel. I had to stop my jaw from dropping. "Good morning!" she chipped happily. She was toweling her hair dry with another towel and smiling at me. I took a deep breath.

"Good morning," I greeted. I had to force myself to look to the floor. I was forgetting Bellatrix. I was wondering if that was a good thing considering what she had become. I was wondering if she had real feelings for me or if I was only there to give her what her boyfriend couldn't sexually.

Either way, it didn't really matter. I really liked Bellatrix, and I think if I was in her time, I would have loved her and forced her to change. Alas, I wasn't given that chance. Now I was here, in my time, fighting for the rights of House Elves and lusting over Ginny Weasley.

If Ron was here, I would be in triple trouble. That was the thing I hated about myself. Was it wrong for me to be attracted to both siblings? I shook my head violently and Ginny gave me a funny look. "Hermione, I'm starting to worry about you!" she said.

"I'm honestly fine Ginny," I said. "Do you want to get dressed and head down to breakfast?"

She nodded her head and dropped her towel. "Yeah, I'm hungry," she said. She turned her naked body away from me and at that moment I was thanking genetics for making me female. If I was a boy, I wouldn't be here and if I were to be here, I'd be tenting in my pants.

"I'm hungry too," I said trying to keep a conversation going. Lavender and Parvati passed us just as Ginny put her boy-short knickers on. They were made to mimic boys' underwear and I thought it was completely sexy for some reason. It amazed me how comfortable girls were in showing their bodies to other girls.

"Well, get dressed then," she said as she began to snap her bra on. I nodded my head and rushed to my trunk. I began to undress out of my nightwear and into my uniform. I left Ginny near her bed. I didn't want to be tempted any longer nor did I want her to say that I was looking at her weird again.
Once I was dressed, Ginny was already waiting fully clothed on her bed. She had a magazine about Quidditch open and she was looking at pictures of some female player. I blinked a minute but paid no mind to it. It was no secret that she looked up to Quidditch players.

"I'm ready," I said.

"Great!" She jumped off her bed and tossed the magazine onto to it. She took my hand and rushed me out into the common room. There, Ron and Harry were already waiting. I noticed bags under Harry's eyes and wanted to ask him if he had been sleeping well, but Ron interrupted.

"Are you girls finally ready?" he asked.

I laughed and rolled my eyes. "Yes Ronald," I said. "I know girls take longer but at least we look better. Even Ginny pulls off the slob look better."

"Hey!" both siblings said in defense. It was true. They were very similar in a lot of ways. Ginny wear pants, her white school shirt was always untucked and her sweater was always wrinkled. Her brother was the same way. They both went so far as to even have their ties undone most of the time.

We were supposed to be wearing our robes but we never did for breakfast. I rushed out the portrait hole with my friends and down the stair well. There were a lot of kids already packed into the hallways by the time we had made it to the Great Hall.

"Did you lot hear about Susan Bones?" one student said.

"Yes, it's terrible," another said.

I saw Susan by the Hufflepuff table with Hannah Abbot and Ernie Macmillan. She was hiding behind them. I shook my head. It was Harry's situation all over again. We sat down at our table and Ron took most of the food as usual.

It was a trait I never liked about Ron but Ginny didn't seem too much better. She was eating her food a bit more civilized but it still made me cringe. I had to think back to Bellatrix again. She ate so neatly and even reminded me of myself a bit. I shook my head again and Harry laughed.

"Are you alright Hermione?" he asked. I was getting sick of being asked that. He was the one who needed that asked to him.
"I'm fine, did the paper come?" I asked. I always read the paper. I always wanted to be on top of what was going on and part of me even wanted to see Bellatrix again. Even if her mere image scared me, I needed to see her.

"Yeah," Harry said. He handed me the Daily Prophet and went back to his food. Harry was my best friend and my source of everything brave. I looked up to him as a role model and he helped me come out of my shell in terms of being a fighter. I owed him a lot.
I turned my eyes from him to the paper. Sure enough, news about the Bones was plastered all over the front page. "It's horrible," I heard Ginny say over my shoulder.

"I know," I said. "Harry?"

He turned his green eyes to me. "Yeah Hermione, what is it?"

"Did you sleep well last night?" I asked him.

"Not really," he admitted.

I didn't press him there. I knew he would tell us later like he always did. The conversation went to Umbridge and to the D.A. We went to our classes and once Defense Against the Dark Arts came, I was growing completely uneasy.

I was back in my own time and now dealing with Umbridge. I was really in no mood to deal with her but I just had to, didn't I? I took my assigned seat next to Susan Bones who was hiding behind her textbook like a scared mouse. I felt bad for her just as I did with Harry.

The whole school knew me and Ron stood by him and they knew Ginny would hex them if they said anything stupid but Susan didn't seem to have anyone. That's what made me feel horrible. "Susan?" I whispered.

She turned her eyes to me, "Hermione?"

"Are you going to be ok?" I asked.

She nodded her head weakly, "I will once they stop asking me questions. I know what Harry went through now more than ever. I really want to stick by him and I want to do all I can."

I was going to reply to her but Umbridge broke our conversation by shouting out, "Silence!"

I starred back at her with malice. She wasn't allowing me or anyone else to learn what we needed to learn and it was because of her I wanted to make the D.A. I snarled a bit when she began her so-called lesson. Everything she was teaching was completely below our levels. Ron would even doze off slightly in class. That was something he never did, even in Binns' class.

Throughout class, I challenged her and she grew more frustrated with me. That made up for all the misery and confusion I was going through. Harry, however, was less tactful and almost served more detention with her.

I had seen his scarred hand before Christmas. He finished recently and it was already the end of January. Once the bell rang and Umbridge felt that we could leave, I walked out into the hallway. As soon as we were far away enough, I screamed.
"I cannot stand that vile woman!"

Ron and Harry both looked at me with sympathy. Their stares were ones of 'we know' and 'we hate her too'. The rest of the day went off without much drama and we had our D.A. meeting that night.

Harry was going to teach us how to disarm. I was excited about this because he was the best at this spell. He mastered it at such a young age and I wanted to master it too. My zest for learning was overcoming every other emotion in my body.

The entire meeting went off perfectly. I even got a chance to help Luna out which made me feel quite proud because she was one to get things rather quickly. Luna smiled at me distantly and went back to practicing when I felt a hand on my shoulder. This seemed to happen to me quite a bit. I spun around to see Ginny with her wand in hand.

"Can you help me? I seem to be doing it with a little too much force," she said.

That didn't surprise me. Ginny was the one who ended up teaching us all how to make things explode. Fred and George were quite proud of their little sister. She did scare me sometimes because of this. She was a powerful being in a small package.

I stepped behind Ginny and faced the dummy we had conjured. "Alright, I can help but why aren't you asking Harry? He is the master at this?" I asked.

Ginny blushed. "I can't," she said. "He's too busy with everyone else. I feel bad. Besides, you have a great handle on this and you only started on it."

I blushed along with her. I looked at Harry to see that Ginny was indeed right. He was bouncing from Hannah to Neville and then over to Luna and then to Cho. I grinned at the attention he gave Cho.

I wanted him to be with Cho. It was nasty I knew, but that would give me a chance to be with Ginny. What was I thinking? Was Ginny even the way I was? I couldn't be sure. I decided to test the waters that night.

"Fair enough," I said. I took her hand and guided her wand. "You can't do it with force. You aren't really attacking. It's more of a defensive move so you have to make the wand flow that way. Let's try."

I felt Ginny take a deep breath and I felt the magic course through her body when she cast the spell, "Expelliarmus!"

I held her hand softly and allowed my fingers to brush against her skin subtlety. The glowing soft red jet knocked the wand off the dummy and Ginny jumped up and down. "I didn't tear his arm off that time! Thank you Hermione!" She threw her arms around me and hugged me tightly.
I breathed her in. She was so different from Bellatrix. Where Bellatrix was ice, Ginny was fire. I allowed my hands to settle on her back and run down gently. I felt her breathing increase. I ran my hands back up as she held me. I wanted to kiss her neck but I held back. I instead broke the hug to see her face.

Much to my surprise, she was blushing. "It's nothing Ginny," I said. "You can ask me for help any time you want." I smiled sweetly at her and she grinned back at me. Her face was turning the same color as her robes.

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The next day, I was in bed when Ginny came over to me. "Hermione, are you up?" She placed her hands on my back and slowly started to rock me. I turned around to face her. "What's going on?" I asked.

"You need to come downstairs and see it for yourself," she said. "It's about Umbridge."

I shot out of bed. What was that witch, no pun intended, doing now?!

So now we are seeing the relationship between Hermione and Ginny. I'm not sure how long this story is going to run. I'm just writing whatever I have planned and whatever comes to head so nothing I have planned might stick. I'm trying to go loosely by the video I based this off of so we'll see what happens. Thank you to everyone who is reading this!