-Chapter 9: I'm Sure-

The rest of the term went by quickly, before they knew it the Christmas Holidays were upon them. Hermione, Harry, Ron, and Ginny packed their things and headed to the Burrow. Hermione's parents wanted her to come home since she hadn't spent Christmas with them since her first year but Hermione convinced them to let her stay at the Burrow. Hermione cast the Engorgio spell on Ginny's bed to make it possible for them to spread out and have a bit more room since they had gotten use to the oversized bed in the Room of Requirement.

Christmas Day came and the Weasley house was buzzing with excitement. Ginny gave Hermione more charms for her bracelet but once again left her hanging by telling her that was only the beginning. Hermione refused to give Ginny her gift until she had opened all of her others. When Ginny protested that she'd already opened her gifts Molly brought out a long slender box from behind the staircase.

"For you Ginny, from the whole family!"

Ginny tore into the box and pulled out a Nimbus 2001. She jumped around the room, completely ecstatic.

"Oh Merlin! Oh this fantastic, thank you so much everyone!"

Hermione handed Ginny a couple of rectangular packages, Ginny tore into them excitedly. Hermione had owled Molly a few weeks before Holiday vacation started to get gift ideas and found out about the new broom so she got Ginny The Handbook of Do-It-Yourself Broom Care along with a green leather bound journal with Ginny's initials in gold on it.

"It's completely impenetrable to jinxes," Hermione said as she glanced to the twins. "You just aim your wand at it and speak the password, that's the only way it will open. I'll show you later."

Ginny excitedly kissed Hermione, Fred and George applauded.

"Oy, you two! Really? Can't it wait?" Ron growled.

"I thought you were over it?" Harry said as he elbowed Ron in the chest.

"Yeah, if they aren't snogging in front of me!"

Both girls laughed and blushed.

After a dinner feast of roast chicken, stew, three kinds of potatoes, a plethora of vegetables, and a Christmas cake everyone headed to the sitting room for quiet time by the roaring fire. The Wireless played Christmas music and everyone sipped mugs of hot chocolate. Hermione sat on Ginny's lap in one of the large chairs and they were covered with a Weasley quilt.

Ginny flipped through her new handbook. She didn't really pay much attention to what was on the pages, she was distracted by the thoughts of what she had planned for the night with Hermione. She looked over at the beautiful brunette who was gazing out one of the windows. Her skin was glowing with the light from the fire, her hair shined and her lips gently touched the mug as she sipped the hot chocolate. Ginny reached up and gently touched Hermione's cheek with the back of her hand. Hermione smiled and took Ginny's hand in her own and placed a delicate kiss on the younger witch's fingers.

"You looked like you were miles away, 'Mione," Ginny whispered softly.

"I was just thinking how spectacular this Christmas has been," Hermione said as she rested her head on Ginny's shoulder. "I do wish it would snow though, I've always loved the snow."

Having heard this from behind them, Fred pulled out his wand and aimed it above the two lovers. Snowflakes began tricking down on them and Hermione's face lit up. She and Ginny laughed as they looked around. Fred winked at them.

Hermione smiled at him and tried not to let the tears that were in her eyes escape when she said, "Thank you Fred, this is officially the best Christmas I've ever had."

He nodded and smiled. Hermione turned back to Ginny and gently brushed her lips against the redheads'. Hermione pulled back and they gazed into each others eyes for what seemed like an eternity. It might've been because it was unusually quiet. Or maybe it was because this moment was innocent and not driven by adrenaline or lust but by the pure joy of just being together. Whatever it was the two saw something in each other that neither had ever noticed.

Ginny was certain that those dark brown eyes belonging to her lover looked as though they could hold the knowledge of the entire world in them. There was almost a hint of vulnerability that Ginny knew Hermione would never admit to.

In Ginny's intense, light brown eyes Hermione saw more passion and fire than she was sure one human being could contain. At the same time there was a well hidden tenderness. It was a soft spot that very few people knew existed underneath the intensity of the young, fierce witch.

"Hey! Look outside!" Ron said, breaking the deep gaze shared by his best friend and sister.

"Honestly, Ronald. Just get over us already," Hermione said with a huff.

"No, really, come here and look!"

Everyone abandoned their places around the fire to look out the windows. There were flecks of white pouring out of the sky and quickly accumulating on the ground. Ginny slipped an arm around Hermione's back as the brunette watched out the window like a child in a candy store. Ginny leaned over and kissed her girlfriend on the cheek.

"Merry Christmas, Hermione," she whispered.

Hermione turned and kissed Ginny. "Merry Christmas Gin."

As the Weasleys and Harry filed one by one upstairs to their bedrooms Hermione and Ginny sat with a quilt wrapped around them and stared out the window, watching the snow fall.

"Think you can pry yourself away from the window for the night?" Ginny asked as the fire in the fireplace dwindled down and the room lost its glow.

"I think so." Hermione smiled. Ginny grabbed a candle from the kitchen and lit it. The duo headed up the stairs to Ginny's bedroom.

The snow was accumulating on the outside window sill. Hermione grabbed what she thought were her silk pajamas she had taken from the Room of Requirement out of the chest of drawers. Ginny had a bit of an evil smile when Hermione left to go to the bathroom to change.

"What's that for, Miss Weasley?" Hermione inquired.

"Oh, nothing just…staring at your arse." It was partially the truth. Hermione smirked and went off to the bathroom. Ginny changed into her nightdress and put on a robe then paced the room until she heard Hermione call her.

"Ginny!" Ginny walked to the bathroom door, knowing exactly what was wrong.

"Yeah 'Mione, what do you need?"

"…I grabbed the wrong thing out of my drawer I think. Can you check to see if there's anything else in there?" Ginny waited outside the door for a few moments, giving enough time for Hermione to think she'd gone to the bedroom to check.

"Your drawer is empty. What is the problem?"

"Well…I don't know how to explain it. I thought I grabbed my pajamas but…I didn't."

"It can't be too bad, let me see!"

"No!! Get me a robe or something!"

Ginny did fetch Hermione a robe, she knew the brunette would be embarrassed having to walk through the house wearing what she was even though everyone was asleep. She knocked on the door and Hermione's arm reached out. Ginny took her hand and kissed up Hermione's arm until she hit the door frame. She put the robe in Hermione's hand and went back to the bedroom to wait.

Hermione came into the bedroom looking very confused.

"I don't understand, I know I grabbed my regular green pajamas."

"Well what you have now can't be all bad." Ginny held back a giggle but Hermione noticed the redhead blushing a bit.

"You didn't have anything to do with it, did you?"

"Did I ever tell you that I did really well in Transfiguration?" Ginny smiled from ear to ear as she stood up and walked towards Hermione. She slipped her arms around Hermione's waist and kissed her on the tip of her nose which Hermione crinkled up.

"You are a sneaky witch, you know that?" Hermione smiled.

"Yes. Yes I do know that. That's not all though."

"What else could there possibly be?" Hermione asked.

"Well I could tell you that if you drop your robe."

"Two can play this game, Ginevra. You show me and I will drop my robe."

Ginny sighed. She knew there was no way she was going to win this argument. She dropped her own robe and revealed a slinky black nightdress. The neckline plunged down between Ginny's breasts, the straps holding it up were barely there, and the material ended just above her knees. There was lace trim around all of the edges. The cold air encircled her body and she shuddered a little but she remained still, a buffet for Hermione's eyes to feast on.

Hermione's jaw dropped. Ginny's athletic figure was stunning. Ginny's arms were muscular but soft. She had all the curves of a woman but her legs were still slender, her knees knobby. Immediately Hermione undid the tie on her robe and it dropped to the floor. Ginny had disguised a matching green nightdress as Hermione's green pajamas. Hermione's body was all woman, it was gorgeously pear shaped. Her shoulders were slender and her hips blossomed out perfectly.

"Well dear, I have to give you points for creativity. And for being so incredibly sexy." Hermione grabbed Ginny's neck and pulled her into a kiss. The cold air wrapped around them both but neither noticed. Ginny backed away a few steps and Hermione looked at her, puzzled. Ginny let out a nervous sigh.

"I…want it to happen tonight, Hermione. I want to be with you…I want you, all of you. And I want you to have all of me."

"Are you sure? I don't want this to happen unless you really want it to."

"I'm sure," Ginny said as she nervously approached a smiling Hermione. She took Hermione's hands in her own and looked deep into those dark brown eyes. "I love you, Hermione."

Hermione felt like she could do a back flip right then and there.

"I love you too, Ginny," Hermione said as she pulled Ginny into a hug. Ginny guided Hermione over to the bed and they both sat down. Hermione grabbed her wand from the beside table and used the Imperturbable charm on Ginny's bedroom.

"I'm kind of nervous," Ginny said, shaking from a mixture of cold and apprehension.

"Well, look at it this way sweetheart, I have nothing to compare it to."

Ginny smiled and leaned towards Hermione. They kissed, gently. Hermione took control and guided Ginny to lie down on the bed and pulled the blankets over the both of them.


I know, I know, I'm evil for leaving this chapter hanging like that. What's life without a little cliffhanger every now and then though?