Wow, I've been busier than I thought I would be this week but I managed to get this written! I hope you guys like it.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Harry Potter's

Ginny opened her eyes and stared at the unfamiliar ceiling, disoriented. Where am I? Groggily, she sat up and looked around. Her bag was placed neatly on the chair the light jacket she had worn last night was draped neatly over the back of the chair. Oh, yea. I'm at an inn in Paris! She got up and went to the bathroom to get ready. Today's the day Hermione will finally know that I do love her the way she loves me. As she pulled on a simple t-shirt she realized that in order to find Hermione, she'd be going to the muggle part of Paris. I wonder if I'll see all those weird things my dad keeps talking about like the telephone or TV and things like that. She gathered her belongings, which weren't a lot and went down to tell the inn keeper that she was leaving.

The inn keeper gave her quick directions as to how to get to the muggle part and asked her where she was headed. "I'm… not sure," Ginny said, feeling helpless. She knew that the inn keeper was trying to help her get around because it was her first time but she really had no idea where she was headed. I need to take out the deluminator.

"Well, the taxi should be able to take you anywhere you need to go," the inn keeper said with a smile. "Once you get out there, just let the taxi person know where you're going."

Ginny nodded thanks and hurried to the bathroom before leaving. Once she was in the stalls, she took out Ron's deluminator and clicked it. The blue ball of light floated from the device once again and went into her chest. She shivered at the ball's cold touch. I know where to go. Excited, she hurried out of the bathroom in the direction that the inn keeper had told her.

Once she exited, it was similar to London. None of the muggles seemed to notice the pub that she had come out of and would walk straight past it. The streets were a little bigger than London and there were as many cars as there were people. It seemed that she was in the middle of a crowded town because everywhere she looked, there were little shops that lined the streets. She looked around, looking for this "taxi" thing that the inn keeper was talking about. It has to be a car….

Nearby, she saw a little roundabout driveway and looked up to the building the driveway belonged to. It said "The Marriot". Several people outside that building were getting into cars that lined the driveway. Maybe those are the taxis. Ginny walked towards it. Ginny walked up to a guy who was standing behind a podium and dressed in a suit and a funky hat. It looks like he works here because no one else is dressed like this.

"Excuse me, sir," Ginny began. The guy looked at her. "Is this where you get taxis?"

The guy gave her a weird look. "Uhh… yea…" He jerked his head to his right, "They're over there."

"Thanks," Ginny said, feeling odd. He prolly thinks I'm crazy cause I don't know this…. Ow well. She walked over to the valet guy's right and saw cars lined up along the curb. This must be it. Walking over, she opened the passenger side of a red car and got in.

"Hey," she started. "There's this place I need to get to."

"Uhh….." The man at the driver's seat began. "Pardon?"

"They said I could get a taxi here," Ginny started to explain.

"I'm not a taxi driver, bud. I'm here for my wife…" The guy gave Ginny a "are you crazy" look.

"Oh! Umm..." Ginny blushed. "I'm so sorry! The guy back there told me taxis were over here though…" She trailed off. Oh god… this is embarrassing...

"The taxis are the ones in red…" The guy nodded to the car in front of him. "Like that one right there." He turned and gave Ginny a kind smile. "You're first time around here?" Ginny nodded mutely as her eyes stayed glued to her hands that were in her lap. "Okay, well, just so you know, don't get in the front seat when you go to the taxi, get in the back, alright?"

"Uh, yea, thanks," Ginny mumbled as she quickly got out of the car. She gently closed the door and gave the man an apologetic smile before going to the taxi he had pointed out. She opened the back door and slid in.

"Where to?" The woman at the driver's seat asked.

"I'm not sure," Ginny confessed. "I could tell you where to turn once you start driving though."

There was a slight pause from the taxi driver. This didn't usually happen. "Okay, just let me know then." She pulled out and merged with traffic. Ginny felt the ball of light pulling her to Hermione so told the taxi driver directions from there. It seemed like Hermione was actually quite far from where Ginny was currently at. Once they got on the highway and the ball was telling her that Hermione was straight ahead of her, she began to look around inside the car.

Her eyes fell on an odd thing at the front that consisted of two rows of numbers. Both those rows were increasing as time went on. She looked at the weird contraption, wondering what it was. One seemed to be just keeping track of time but she wasn't sure what the other one was. Entranced, she studied the thing until the ball began to grow warm in her chest. I'm getting close!

"Hey, exit here," Ginny said, almost breathless. She was going to find Hermione soon. The taxi driver silently exited and they drove into a mall. "Yea, this is it."

"Why didn't you tell me you were just going to this place?" The taxi driver asked, curious. Everyone knew where this mall was.

"Well..." Ginny began. "I didn't really know where I was going to be honest.

"O… kay. Well, your total is going to be 63 euro's."

It clicked in Ginny's head. That's what the weird thing was counting! It was counting time and below that was the amount of money she owed. With a triumphant smile because she had just figured something out, Ginny took out money from her purse. She stared down at the weird bills. This was nothing like she was used to. The inn keeper had given her muggle money in exchange for her wizard ones but hadn't really explained how they worked. She shuffled the bills in her hand examining them.

"Do you need help?" The taxi driver asked, giving her a strange look.

"Uh, yea." Ginny said, blushing. The taxi driver reached over and counted out 63 euros.

"There you go." She pocketed the money. "Is this your first time here?"

"Yea, I'm visiting and looking for a friend."

She smiled. "Well, I hope you find her then. See ya." Ginny nodded in acknowledgement and got out. She waved as the taxi drove away. Well, she was really nice. Ginny turned to look at the mall complex. I hope this deluminator leads me straight to her... This place looks massive. Inwardly praying that she'd find Hermione at a reasonable time, Ginny walked towards the entrance. The glass door automatically swung open as she neared it, causing her to stop and stare at it. Woah! How did it know I was getting close? They have no magic here I'm sure… Wonder how they do it. She examined the door, trying to find out how it knew a person wanted to go through. Finding no answer, she walked tentatively through; afraid it would close on her. It didn't. As she passed it, she looked back to see the door closing. Weeeiiiirrrrd. These muggles are quite smart.

Ginny looked around the mall. It was packed with muggles. Some had their kids; other's looked to be teenagers. Many of them were holding shopping bags and didn't look like they were ready to be finished yet. The shops all looked similar to the ones they had back home, except they sold all muggle stuff. There were a lot of clothing stores though so it wasn't weird for Ginny. The ball of light inside her tugged her in a direction that seemed to be going up so Ginny looked around for a way to get upstairs. She noticed that ahead of her, people where getting on what looked like metal stairs. However, they weren't walking up the stairs; the stairs were actually moving to bring the people up. What in the world….Ginny walked closer until she was right next to the escalator. How is it moving on its own? Someone brushed past Ginny and stepped on the escalator. Sure enough, the escalator began to bring the man to the next floor.

Well, guess I'm gonna have to do it then. Ginny stepped onto the escalator and gripped the side tightly, feeling disoriented. She wasn't used to having no control over something that was moving. Usually, she was on her broom and she had complete control over it. Before she knew it though, she was at the top. Stepping off, she began to follow the pull in her chest. She stopped in front of a big store and looked up at the name. H&M. Never heard of it. She saw a lot of teenage girls going in and out of that store and many of them came out with bags. Must be a popular place. Ginny, followed two girls into the store and knew at once that this store was the one Hermione was at. Let me find her fast… please… She walked quickly around the store, searching for Hermione.

It wasn't long before she saw a flash of bushy, brown hair. At once, Ginny started after it. When she turned the corner, she stopped and took in what she saw. Hermione was browsing for jeans it looked like and was completely engrossed in it. She always has a one track mind, Ginny thought as she smiled at the expression Hermione was making. She had always loved to watch her when she was in deep concentration. How do I approach her…? Last time didn't go so well and I don't want her disappearing on me again…Ginny walked towards Hermione slowly. Maybe I'll act as if nothing happened and we'll see what happens from there. She felt her own heart beat faster.

Ginny stood next to Hermione and randomly picked out a pair of jeans and pretended to look at it. "You know," she started. "Did you really have to run around in a muggle place?" Ginny glanced sideways at Hermione, smiling at the shock that was showing clearly on her face. "There are all these weird things here; it took me forever to find you!" She pretended to be angry as she shoved the jeans back on the shelf. "Seriously, Hermione. You can't go running from your best friend like that, you know?"

Hermione's hand fell limp to her side and the pair of jeans she was holding made a slight thump as it hit the floor. She didn't seem to know what to say. Her mouth opened and closed as if she was going to say something but then decided against it. Finally, after what seemed like forever, Hermione said, "I'm sorry. It wasn't my intention to run away." She looked down at the ground embarrassed.

"Well, don't do it again," Ginny said with a wide grin. Hermione looked uncertain for a minute but returned the smile shyly. "So what are you doing here?" At least she's not running away from me. I'll bring up that night later on when she's more comfortable.

"Um," Hermione began, "just shopping for some stuff and killing time. My parents aren't going to be home till later tonight because they are both working." Ginny nodded in understanding.

"How about you show me around here? You can explain to me all these weird muggle contraptions they have going on around here. It's creeping me out how muggles figure out all this stuff without magic to be honest." Hermione giggled at that and Ginny smiled. Had I ever realized how cute Hermione is when she does that? She prolly doesn't even know herself.

"Sure," Hermione replied with a smile. "Let's get out of here then." She turned to leave the store. "Come, I want to introduce you to coffee. I think you'll love it." Ginny almost skipped after Hermione. I can't believe it! Hermione isn't running away and I get to spend all afternoon with her! Quietly, she followed Hermione out of the store, eager for what adventures they could encounter together.

Well, here it is! What do you guys think? My thought is that with Hermione showing Ginny around, she'll ease up a little and be more accepting when Ginny tries to tell her again that she thinks she's in love with Hermione. I feel like some people are like that... they just need a lot of reassurance because they're so insecure.

I'll update the next chapter in a week!