Author's Note:

This is basically just a smut story all the way through, but unlike my other smut story "Missed Opportunities," this one has a plot. I hope you enjoy and please review.

Chapter 1: The Competition

Hermione flopped onto her bed in the room she was sharing with Ginny at the Burrow before their sixth year at Hogwarts. They had just finished a late-night game of two-a-side quidditch and Hermione was exhausted. She didn't much like Quidditch, and she was also a bit irritated with either herself or Ron, she couldn't quite tell which.

During their time at the Burrow, Hermione had really been trying to muster up the courage to try flirting with Ron a bit. After all, as Ginny had pointed out last year, you have to make at least a bit of an effort for someone to be interested in you, at least romantically. So, she'd tried. She made an effort to touch him in playful ways, to laugh at his jokes prettily and to get close to him. It wasn't at all natural for her, but she could admit it was kind of fun.

The problem was that the redhead in quetion seemed either oblivious or disinterested in her flirting, and the worst part was that she couldn't figure out which one. Ginny came over and sat down on the bed next to her, looking at her curiously.

"What's up with you, Hermione?" Ginny asked.

"Oh nothing, just... Ron," she said, feeling irritated that this could possibly bother her. At Ginny's raised eyebrow, she continued, "I tried to flirt with him, he didn't even react! I know it sounds so stupid but I just don't get it! I thought I was making it so obvious, does he just not like me?"

"Hermione," Ginny said calmly, "He definitely likes you, it's just that boys don't really always know when you're flirting, you really have to make it obvious."

"But I don't KNOW HOW to make it obvious!"

"Well, maybe you need to work on your confidence a bit," Ginny replied contemplatively, "I think I have an idea."

"What?"

"Well, I was thinking," Ginny said, "What if we had a bit of a friendly competition." Hermione looked at her questioningly. "What if we see who can sleep around more this year?"

"Ginny!"

"No, hear me out, I think we both want to get our confidence up and get better at flirting, so what would be a better way to improve our skills than to make it competitive?"

Hermione was blushing now but a glimmer of amusement appeared in her eye, "Fine, you're on."

Ginny beamed and wrapped an arm around her, "Here are the rules, if you get give a hand-job or get fingered that's one point, if you give a blow-job that's three, if a guy eats you out that's four, and if you have sex that's five, you can only get each one with the same guy once, got it?"

Hermione bit her lip and nodded, feeling shocked that she was agreeing to this. "Let's start when we go to Hogwarts, have it go until New Years?"

"Deal," Ginny said, and the pair shook hands, then began to giggle at their plan.