Again, tiny bit of "mature" theme here. I know that's probably part of the reason you're reading this but I've seen people get all angry when there isn't a warning so I figure better safe than sorry. Enjoy!
-Chapter 6: Don't Take it Off-
During the remainder of their time at the Burrow the girls weren't too cautious about hiding their intertwined fingers and they didn't bother waiting until they were alone to steal kisses and seductive glances. No one really seemed to care except for Ron. He attempted to sit between the pair at meals or in the sitting room and one afternoon he "accidentally" threw a garden gnome at the two when they were walking around the Burrow.
"Dammit, Ron!" Ginny yelled after nearly being hit in the head by the flailing gnome. She brandished her wand and aimed it at his face. "Just because I'm getting some and you're not doesn't mean you have to throw bloody gnomes at us!"
Hermione stifled a laugh.
"I...that's not...the point!"
"Then what is the point, Ron?"
"Hermione should've talked to me first!"
"Excuse me, Ronald!" Hermione growled. "I do believe that it is Ginny's choice and not yours as to whom she dates. Nor do I need to ask your permission to date anyone."
"You do when it's my sister!"
Ron and Hermione started yelling at each other but Ginny solved that with a flick of her wand. Giant bogies flew out of Ron's nose and started attacking his face. He ran back to the garden squealing and trying to get rid of the bats.
"You really shouldn't have done that, Gin. You're still underage and I could've taken care of Ron myself."
"It was either that or I knee him. Mum says I shouldn't do that anymore though because she wants grandkids out of all of us."
"Just ignore him, Ginny. Please? I don't want you getting in trouble before we even start the school year."
"Ugh. Fine. Once we get to Hogwarts he's totally fair game though."
The only change other than Ron that the girls seemed to notice was that instead of barging in everyone knocked on Ginny's door when both girls were in the bedroom.
Harry Potter arrived at the Burrow a week before school was to start. Hermione and Ginny didn't bother telling him anything, they knew Ron had probably complained about them in a letter. Also there was the fact that late his first night there Harry walked into the sitting room not knowing the girls hadn't gone to bed yet. If the sight of Ginny pinned under Hermione on the couch with Hermione's hand running up under Ginny's shirt and their lips locked wasn't enough of a clue then they weren't really sure what was.
The day before they were all to head off to Platform 9 ¾ Molly and Arthur asked to speak with the girls, alone.
"Girls," Arthur started, "it's very obvious that you two care for each other but Molly and I want to warn you about being too public with this. This war is going to be brutal. The Death Eaters show absolutely no mercy and they will use anything to get what they want. If the wrong person were to find out about you two then the both of you could be in very serious danger." These were the exact things that neither girl wanted to hear at that moment.
"I know, Dad," Ginny sighed and slid her hand into Hermione's. "We've talked about it and we know the dangers and we know not to be public about it at Hogwarts. It won't be easy but I think we can handle it."
"Hermione, could you give us a moment alone with Ginny?" Molly asked.
"Yes, Mrs. Weasley, of course." Hermione went upstairs to finish her packing.
Molly looked at Ginny, knowing she didn't want to hear what she had to say but continued anyway, "Ginny dear, please do not get upset with us but another factor to be considered is your age. You're only fifteen, just barely at that!"
"What?!" Ginny exclaimed as she stood up and started pacing. "My age? What does my age have to do with anything? I think I am old enough to make my own decisions and to have feelings for someone! I'm nearly an adult!"
"Ginny we are not questioning whether or not you are old enough to have feelings. We just…we know how relationships at your age come and go and we only want the best for you. For both of you. Please, sit down and discuss this like an adult if that is how you wish to be treated." Arthur stood and guided his daughter back to the couch.
"I know how relationships work. I know they can come and go but I also know that I have to try. Something tells me I have to try. My heart and my head spin whenever the slightest thought of her crosses my mind. Surely you know how that feels? You two were only eighteen when you married! You met at Hogwarts just like Hermione and I did. Dad, tell me that you didn't feel like doing back flips when you saw Mum in the corridors even at my age. You can't because you know it's true. Why can't the same be true for me?" Ginny grabbed a pillow and hugged it close to her chest. "Please, if this is a mistake then let me make it and learn from it. I have to." Arthur and Molly sighed and nodded at each other.
"Alright dear, you give a compelling argument, one we cannot fight against. We are here for you though if need be." The three of them stood and Molly hugged her daughter.
"I'm going to go see what Hermione is up to and finish packing," Ginny said and she kissed her father on the cheek.
She ran up the stairs and into her room, Hermione was sitting at Ginny's desk, reading over her new copy of Advanced Potion-Making. Ginny walked up behind her and pulled back Hermione's thick, brown hair and wrapped her arms around her girlfriend's shoulders.
"Well, my parents approve. Not that we didn't know it already but they said it for sure." Ginny kissed Hermione's neck and settled her chin on her shoulder, peering at Hermione's potions book. "That looks dreadfully difficult. You and I may have to spend some extra study time together next year so I can pass. Not that I would mind, of course!"
Ginny began to laugh but was stopped when Hermione stood up, turned around and grabbed the back of Ginny's neck. Hermione stared intensely into the eyes of the witch before her and ran her fingers through Ginny's long, flaming red hair then lunged for her lips. Hermione kissed Ginny with more passion and more intensity than she had since the first time their lips touched, Ginny was taken aback by the power and dominance that Hermione showed but let herself fall into it. Hermione pushed the younger witch into the wall and with one hand pinned Ginny's hands above her head, never letting their lips or tongues part. Hermione's free hand slid around Ginny's waist and down, she grabbed Ginny's arse and bit her bottom lip causing the redhead to groan with pleasure.
Ginny tried to pull her arms free from above her head.
"Gods Hermione let me touch you…please," the redhead begged.
"Quiet," Hermione hissed into Ginny's ear.
Hermione pushed against Ginny, their clothed bodies created friction almost enough to start a fire. Ginny struggled to release her arms as Hermione's free hand roamed under Ginny's shirt. The redhead let out a whimper as Hermione's mouth traveled around Ginny's neck, kissing, biting, licking every centimeter of the freckled skin. Hermione's lips again found those of the girl pinned against the wall. She pulled away and smiled slyly at the stunned girl before her.
"Uh, 'Mione…not that I minded it in the least but…what was that for?" Ginny inquired after she finally caught her breath.
"Because I won't be able to spontaneously do that at school and I want to take every opportunity to do so while we can," she replied while rummaging through her trunk. She pulled a small box out, opened it and pulled out a thin silver chain with a small pendant, a spherical green gem, attached.
"I want you to have this, Gin," Hermione said as she held out the necklace. "It is very important to me that you take it and that you never, ever take it off." She gestured for Ginny to turn around, unclasped the necklace and put it around Ginny's neck. She clasped it and then pulled the mane of red hair out from under the chain.
"Where did you get this? What is this pendant?" Ginny asked, turning around and fiddling with it.
"My grandmother, Dad's mum, gave it to me when I was younger. It's very special. Please just wear it and don't take it off. If I have to I will use a sticking charm to make sure you don't."
"I-I don't know, Hermione. This seems like something you should keep."
"I want you to have it. Think of it as a late birthday present. Please, Gin. It's really important to me and just promise me you won't take it off."
"I won't, promise." Ginny left it at that. She knew it would be figured out eventually.
