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Chapter three, 'cause I was bored, eager and people asked me to update RIGHT AWAY ; 3;
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I wish I could stay here forever.
Just so that I would never have to face all the questions.

I'll say I was sick, I needed to puke and when I saw my fear of my best friend hating me I couldn't keep breakfast down. That would work, wouldn't it?
My mind scrambled as I stayed in the comfort of my claimed infirmary bed. The sun shone with a comfortable glow on my blanketed body and everything seemed quiet and peaceful, undaunted by the war of emotions and problems crashing around in my brain. I wish it would quiet down for a moment so I could enjoy the silence around me. But I never get what I want, and today wasn't going to change that fact. Summoning up all of that Gryffindor bravery I decided I should haul my ass up out of bed and face the mess I made.

I thanked Madam Pomfrey for everything and slipped on my shoes, walking to the door I take a deep breath. I would head for the Gryffindor tower, and if I was lucky, everyone would be
eating breakfast and I would dodge that bullet for now. Please, let me have a little luck. Opening the portrait, I realized that lady luck didn't really fancy me. Sure, the common room was quiet, free from the squealing girls, the laughter of boys, the shifting and the stuffiness of collective breathing, but I still had the worst possible luck anyone could ever have.

Hermione.

--x

Her hazel eyes bore into me, I felt the air push out of my lungs as she stood and walked over to me with a determined stride, she looked so fierce. I didn't know what to expect. Definitely not her thrusting her body against mine in a tight hug, it was almost smothering me and it she vibrated with relief, worry, questions. I hugged her back weakly, my mind slow and sluggish, the scent of her hair in my face, filling my body with her.

"What's going on with you, Gin?" Her voice was soft, but raw with concern, and I couldn't help the sob that jerked my body, or the tears that found their way into her hair, on her shoulder, "Why won't you let me in..?" She sounded pained.

And I realize now, she knows the existence of the real me. She wants to know me. She wants to..Her soft lips burned on mine as I held her to me and showed her what was going on with me. Showed her what I have always wanted, showed her everything I had ever longed for. I have dreamed of this moment forever, but my body didn't know it would feel this good. Her lips moved against mine now, she was taking control, pushing me against the portrait, holding my hips, hands in my hair, down my sides, my thighs, too many places, too much. Her knee wedged between my legs and bumped up against me. I whined into her mouth as a dull pleasure vibrated in my skirt. I pulled at the fabric on her back, tangled fingers in her wild beautiful hair. I want this, I want this. And now I know, she did too.

--x

My forehead burned, the light in my eyelids was red, it exploded in my brain. I was sweating, but chills wracked my body. Fever, sickness, Hermione. Hermione. Hermione. Was it real..? Was it..? Please.. I can't take another empty wet dream. My feet were freezing, and slowly I was becoming aware of my surroundings. Infirmary, again. Murmuring voices, soft, feminine. Concern. I was laying on my side, so I pulled my legs up to my chest, the fetal position. My comfort zone.

"Is she awake..? She looks so.. Pale." Concern.

"She'll be fine, a few good night's sleep and a couple more of my potions and she'll be alright." Reassurance.

A sigh. Relief, sadness. A warm hand on mine, holding my fingers gently, like they would break if they were held onto tighter. I opened my eyes in a pained way, trying to clear the blurring from my vision.

Hermione.

"What am I doing here..?" Everything was broken images and feelings. Nervousness, pleasure. Pleasure. Love. Everything out on the table. Was it for real?

"We were in the common room.. We were.. Er… then you.. Just fell. Oh it was horrible." Sighing deeply, she pushed my bangs from my face and leaned in, placing a brushing kiss on my forehead. "Oh Ginny.."

Oh. Oh..

A warmth spread through my body, and I suddenly felt lighter. Nothing mattered anymore. I was untouchable. Tears swelled in my eyes, tears of happiness, of the years of suppression and hurt and that I was so.. I so deserved this. I deserved her. I would take care of her, and be there for her in a way Ron never could. I won't hurt her like Ron did everyday."Hermione.."

Tears sliding into my hair I pulled her down to me, hugging her, chest heaving with emotion. With love for her. With love. "Fucking Merlin.."

She stroked my hair and gave a watery smile, relief and happiness and confusion flashing in beautiful hazel eyes."Ginny.." She said quite sternly, and I froze, looking at her, "No one must know what we did.. It has to be a secret.. Please."

I let my body slacken against the bed, was she saying.. It was a mistake? A mistake she regrets.. She's trying to bury it. Make sure no one knows, and it never happens again. Fuck. Fuck.. Fuck.. FUCK. My face goes into a smooth mask of calmness I have mastered to hide pain.

"Of course.. I'm sorry. I won't tell anyone." I tried to flash a smile for effect, but I was sure it was a grimace.

She seemed to be struggling with herself, twisting her hands nervously. She opened her mouth a couple of times to say something, then shut it each time after a few moments of this, she finally opted on a:

"I need to start my essay, I suggest you work on it when you're better or Snape will be disappointed." And with that, she left. Left me with the ultimate rejection. I felt numb. What.. What just happened? I just stared into an empty space in front of me, tears sliding unnoticed from my eyes. My ribs ached with every inhale, but I felt nothing. Nothing.

You will never wait for me.

An end to another exciting chapter.
Oh Hermione, you're so cruel. SO CRUEL.

Sorry if it seems short.. It was 4 pages on word!
But remember, it's not about the length, but the content!

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