~Ginny POV~
The next morning Hermione was downstairs sitting on the couch reading a book. I moved behind her looking over her shoulder. I leaned down to kiss her temple, but she looked up in that moment causing our lips to meet.
My eyes opened wide, but I didn't make a move to get off of her, but neither of us did. So I closed my eyes and just move my lips in time with her's. Hermione quickly deepened the kiss opening her mouth, I willingly complied with her. I began to climb over the couch to straddle her but ended up falling onto her.
Hermione began to laugh at our state. I pouted but cupped her face and began to kiss her again, but before I could take it much farther she placed a hand on my chest, separating us. I stared into hazel eyes remaining atop of her, "We cant do this Gin."
Staring into her eyes, I sighed, "Why cant we? It doesn't feel wrong does it?"
Hermione looked down at her shirt, "It's not that Gin. Your married, and even if it feels right, you are Harry's. Harry is my best friend, and I cant take you away from him, I'm even living in his house."
A tear ran down my cheek, "I only have ever wanted you 'Mione. That's all I want in life, is you."
She sat up causing me to straddle her. She awkwardly hugged me, "I love you Gin, but I cant." She forced me off of her, and went to her room, leaving me alone.