Love's First Kiss: Chapter 2- Aveda Kedavra
We do not own any Harry Potter characters or any part of JK Rowling's plot. I tried to stay true to most of the story (with the fight at the Department of Mysteries…), but parts are off and for that I'm sorry. I had to change pieces, because JK Rowling is a fabulous writer, and has written it out in great length; I couldn't use the whole thing for my story.
Thank you to my reviewers: dracolover18, Sora is 1337, spenceandash4ever, and Chip…sorry I haven't updated in a bit, I was working on some Inu Yasha fics., and then I got sick…but I'm starting to feel better, so here we go…TTFN, Neptune
Hermione sighs again over what took place just one week ago. She closes her book in frustration, because she's been reading the same line for over an hour. 'I need to talk to her,' she thinks. Hermione gets up from her chair and picks her book up. She puts it back on the shelf before walking out of the library.
She walks up the corridor and past the "Weasley's Swamp." A small smile graces her features. "Hermione, can I talk to you?" comes the voice of a certain red-headed girl.
Hermione turns around as an unfamiliar heat reaches her cheeks. "I suppose," she whispers shy all of a sudden. 'What's wrong with me? It was just a kiss! It meant nothing,' she tells herself.
"Hermione, I…I'm sorry," Ginny starts, "I didn't mean to scare…"
"Hermione," yells Harry interrupting them, again. The black-haired fifteen year old boy runs up to them. "He has Sirius," he says panting slightly.
Ginny gasps and her eyes go big, "He-who-must-not-be-named?" she says more than asks. When Harry nods, Hermione clasps her hands over her mouth.
"How…when" says Hermione finding herself unable to form sentences.
"I don't know. But I'm going to save him," he says walking away. The girls look at each other for a moment and silently agree to put their problems on hold as they chase after the young hero.
They meet up with Ron, Neville, and Luna and make their plan. Everything is soon set in motion, and they find themselves inside the Department of Mysteries. Malfoy, Bellatrix, and several other Death Eaters block their path to freedom.
"Just give me the prophecy, Potter," Malfoy yells.
"No! I'm not as stupid as your son Lucius. I give you this and then you'll just kill us. So I think not," Harry tells him never moving his wand off Lucius.
Lucius stepped forward, but on Harry's command the bookshelves that surrounded them were brought down. "Go, run," Harry yells amidst all the dust, and noise of the Death Eaters curses and spells.
Luna, Neville, Ron, Hermione, Harry, and Ginny all took off in separate directions. "Find them, and kill them," shouts Lucius making the Death Eaters scatter.
Minutes past by are fast as the curses can fly. Hermione 'stupified' the Death Eater that was following her. She slowly makes her way back. 'I need to see if everyone is okay,' she thinks though still greatly frightened.
"Too bad too, you have a nice body. I could have had some fun with you," Hermione stops dead in her tracks at the cold and sinister voice. She can hear Ginny whimper. With a new found strength she runs full speed towards the voice.
"Get off me," Ginny yells, but is quickly subdued once again. Hermione enters the room in time to see a bald man push his lips against Ginny. She's bleeding from various wounds, and yet, she still fights back. A wave of pride hits Hermione. "Stupefy," she yells hitting the offending Death Eater with the powerful curse. He hit the ground with a loud thump leaving a surprised Ginny standing before her.
Hermione was shaking by this point. Ginny walked up to her slowly and silently. "I…I didn't want him touching you," she says. A light blush fills Ginny's face as she looks into the brown eyes of the girl she's come to respect, to love. "I don't think that…" Hermione pauses looking at Ginny now, "I don't think I want anyone touching you."
Ginny's blush could almost compete with her hair color now. "Hermione," she whispers softly. She steps forward cautiously, as if to make sure that this was in fact reality, and not one of her familiar dreams. Hermione smiles, and pulls Ginny into her. Their lips meet, and they see and hear nothing else, not the curses or the shouts from the action just down the ways. They only revel in the feel of each other, and the soft moans that each other emit as they let their tongues slide over one another.
Hermione's hands reach out and pull the red head closer. 'She taste's so good,' Hermione thinks. Ginny moans again affectively turning the older girl on, more.
Ginny pushes harder against her mouth making the kiss deeper and more passionate. She's thought of this for as long as she can remember; of kissing her, and holding her.
"Aveda Kedavra," someone yells from behind…