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Muse

Hermione let out a depressed sigh as she thought on what she had found out, Ginny had returned her love…it didn't help that her mother was a fan of yuri manga either.

Looking around as she walked through the local park near her's and Ginny's home Hermione couldn't help but notice every little thing about the couple's there.

'There all male and female' Hermione muse 'If there are so many straight couple's around then what would it do if Ginny and I became a couple? Would it cause an uproar or something?'

With a sigh Hermione walked over to a nearby bench that overlooked a large lake filled with different types of ducks.

As Hermione looked out over the lake she couldn't help but muse, was it possible that she and Ginny could be a couple? Would Ginny allow her the control she wanted and needed? What would Ginny's parents say about this? Would it be a short term thing or a long term thing? If it was a long term thing where would this take them?

Hermione felt a pressure growing in the back of her head causing her to let out a groan and to place her head in her hands.

"What seems to be the problem dear?" a voice of an old lady asked kindly.

Hermione gave a little jump, she hadn't even noticed the woman sitting down, "Nothing, I've just got a lot on my mind is all."

"Ah, young love," the old woman said causing Hermione to quickly turn around to face her.

"Yes…how do you know?" Hermione asked with wide eyes as she watched the woman take out some knitting.

"It's obvious to me deary," the old woman said as she began to knit, "It's written all over you, how your sitting, in your eyes, that sigh you keep doing…yes, I can tell, been there myself you know."

"Oh?" Hermione asked politely, "Did you get married to him then?"

The old woman gave a kind chuckle, "Him? Oh no my dear, She."

"She?" Hermione asked in surprise, "I thought…"

"Oh I know deary," the old woman gave a chuckle, "But we got together at your age and we're still together to this day, why with them allowing marriage to the same sex these day we got married too only last year, one of the happiest days of my life."

Hermione listened to the woman's words, if this woman and her lover was still together after all this time then did that mean there was hope for Ginny and her, might it not be a short term fad of Ginny's?

"How do you know that she's the right one?" Hermione asked nervously, "What will your friends and family think? And what about the people who live in your area and work with you? What about-"

"They don't count," the old woman said as she paused in her knitting, the light caught her face showing ocean blue eyes and red hair, "If those close to you love you both as much they say they do then accepting it shouldn't be a problem for them. And for all those other people…well they don't count dear."

Hermione nodded her head as she mused over what she had been told.

"Dear, there is only one bit of information that is more important than any other you'll get given about this matter," the old woman said with a smile, "And that is to follow your heart."

"Follow…my…heart…" Hermione repeated as she placed a hand on her heart for a few seconds before nodding determinedly, "Thanks, I know just what to do now."

With that Hermione got up and ran back in the direction of her home, not noticing that the old woman disappeared to show Molly Weasley sitting on the bench watching her with kind eyes.

To Be Continued…

Next prompt for the story: Magic.