*Ginny's POV*
Ginny searched through the entire library before she found Hermione slumped in a chair, sound asleep in a corner of the most unused and forgotten part of the library.
"Oh, Herm, you're trying too hard" Ginny whispered and looked around for something comfier the brunette could lie on. The redhead could see nothing but a plump, old cushion. That was nothing a bit of transfiguration couldn't fix and luckily, Ginny happened to be ace at it. She grabbed the cushion and flopped it ungracefully on the floor and then stood back
"Engrogio" she whispered and enlargened the cushion into a king size single mattress with a flick of her wand. Using wingardium leviosa to make Hermione lighter and easier to carry, she put an arm around her legs and using the other to support her upper half she gently picked her friend up and stood, swaying slightly. She stilled to regain her balance for a minute and went to move again when Hermione stirred, snuggled into Ginny's arms and wrapped her own around Ginny's neck.
"Mmm, Gin" she mumbled quietly before leaning up and brushed Ginny's lips with her own before sighing contentedly in a peaceful dream sleep. Ginny blushed a furious red and then leant down to lie Hermione on the makeshift bed. She went to unwrap the older girl's arms that had slipped down to her waist but the brunette pulled her down next to her, cuddling her like a teddy bear. Ginny had no choice, she could not move for fear of waking the girl so she cradled her whilst she dreamt, trying desperately to not enjoy the fact that Hermione's head was resting on her chest and an arm was stretched across Ginny's stomach protectively. It was cold in the library, but Ginny didn't know how to make air warmer yet. They hadn't learnt that so she snuggled closer to Hermione and was thankful that it was weekend and that she didn't have to ruin this to go to classes
*Hermione's POV*
Hermione was taking a leisurely walk around the lake at The Burrow with her two best friends, Ron and Harry. Hermione was staring at the patterns the clouds were making when Ron pushed Harry into the water. Hermione laughed to see them having fun, wrestling in the shallows like young schoolboys in a playground. Hermione grinned and left them to it, walking a distance before sitting down in the shade of a large oak tree. She pulled out a book from her pocket and smelled the sweet musty scent of ancient paper before settling down to read.
"Hey there, Herm" Ginny, the youngest Weasley jumped down from the concealing branches of the oak tree and showering Hermione in autumn leaves and the delicious smell of cinnamon. Hermione looked at her, startled, mock annoyance plastered on her face
"Gin! Don't do that!" She laughed, unable to stay mad at the adorable redhead as she sat on her lap
"What are we reading?" Ginny asked innocently
"Well nothing with you in my lap!" Hermione tried to sound annoyed but her smile gave it away.
"You know what, I think you're enjoying it" Ginny leaned in to whisper in her ear with a flirtatious wink and Hermione was engulfed in a red waterfall that smelt like strawberries. Her heart jumped in her chest as she replied
"And what if I am, Gin?" She slid her arms around the younger girl's neck and touched the other girl's nose with hers.
"This would have to happen" Ginny whispered before closing the distance between their lips and brushing Hermione ever so slightly, teasingly, before pulling away again
"Mmm, Gin" She moaned with delight and brushed her lips on Ginny's in response before sighing with content
"So, you like me on your lap?" Ginny asked with a knowing smile
"Yes, very much so" Hermione laughed before pulling Ginny into another kiss…
Hermione snapped open her eyes
"Where am I?" She wondered aloud
"Aaaah, sleeping beauty awakens with a kiss" A voice laughed in her ear.
Hermione was surprised to find herself in library and even more surprised to find herself on a mattress half draped over her best friend's little sister. She sat up and looked at Ginny
"How do you know about muggle fairytales and what do you mean 'with a kiss'?" She queried nervously "what's going on?"
"Firstly, it's because I listen to you and when there is something I don't know about that you do I go and research it so we have more to talk about and secondly, why don't you tell me what's going on Herm? Trying to kiss me last night, Being so weird this morning when I saved you, falling asleep in the library, kissing me twice while you were dreaming and mumbling my name. Not to mention pinning me to the mattress. What's up with you?" Ginny asked, already certain of the answer she would get.
"I…" For the first time in her life, Hermione Granger was lost for words, and she couldn't help remembering the kisses from her dream. Blushing she looked at the redhead
"Gin, I -" she started to explain before Ginny had pressed her lips against her own. Hermione was amazed at how right it felt, kissing the second year and she even thought about kissing back but a new emotion had overtaken her. Rage.