A Decent Proposal

Three days later Ginny and Hermione walked into 'Harlot's Bazaar' in the early evening to pick up their dildoes and to do the first fitting of Ginny's strap-on harness. The employee at the counter greeted them politely and went to get Tessa. After the initial pleasantries, the shop owner directed them to the workshop.

"Would you like to do the fitting, or would you like to see your dildoes first?" Tessa asked.

"I would like to see the dildo first," Ginny said while Hermione nodded her approval.

"They turned out brilliant," Tessa said proudly as she reached for a pair of paper bags with the store logo on a shelf. "It's some of my best work," she added as she took out two wood presentation cases. Each had a small metal plate with the name of the owner.

She placed one of the oak cases in front of each of the young women and opened them. The interior was lined with purple silk and the silicone dildo was secured into a fitted indentation.

"Wow," Hermione exclaimed, reaching to take it out.

"It looks so bloody real, it's creepy," Ginny added, as she turned the dildo around to view it from every angle. "Even the veins look real."

Tessa showed them the small switch to turn on the integrated vibrator. The switch was behind a grated silicone flap with nub to stimulate the clitoris if it was worn with the harness. Both women grinned at each other while holding the vibrating silicone cock.

"I'm surprised it's so flexible," Hermione said evaluating the bendability of the silicone.

"The vibrating element is in the head, and it's only connected with wires to the power source in the testicle area," Tessa explained.

After showing them how to change the battery, she asked Ginny to strip down to her underwear.

The strap-on harness and bra still did not have the finishing details, like the blind stamping or the red stitching. It was held together with just rough white thread, but it still looked incredibly sexy on Ginny's lithe and toned body. The holding ring was not yet polished, but Tessa wanted to make sure that the dildo would fit firmly and securely.

Ginny stood upright while Tessa made adjustments and took measurements. With a mischievous grin, the redhead caressed the surface of the dildo and wrapped her hand around it as she looked directly at the bushy haired witch.

It was Hermione's ultimate fantasy; the beautiful redhead, with her flawless body and Harry's cock, fucking her. Her breathing became shallower, and she felt her pussy twitch. She surreptitiously rubbed her thighs together as she felt the moisture on her knickers build.

"When will it be ready," Hermione asked struggling to keep an even voice.

"Approximately a week, but I will call you when it's ready. I cannot give you a specific date," Tessa replied, still deeply concentrated on her work.

After the fitting was over the two women left the store, each holding a bag with a dildo case, and made their way to a nearby alley to Apparate. It was getting dark, and the alley was submerged in shadows. Without warning, Ginny pushed Hermione to the wall, rose on her tiptoes, and kissed her fiercely. Both dropped the bags to the side and the kiss became even more passionate.

Ginny moved her hand up Hermione's skirt and cupped her burning pussy. She pushed the soggy knickers aside and introduced two fingers inside her cunt before curling them against the top wall of her vagina as she moved them in and out. With her other hand the redhead ripped her blouse open and pull down her bra.

Hermione's left breast was liberated from the garment, and she watched between panting breaths how the plump rose lips of the redhead captured her nipple and sucked it. A low guttural moan escaped her, but she was still very aware that an illuminated street was just a few metres away.

"Ginny, someone could walk by," she warned her half-heartedly.

The redhead responded by biting and sucking harder of her tit, but the sound of approaching steps and conversation made her stop. She removed the fingers of her right hand from Hermione's pussy and covered the brunette's mouth with it. The two wet fingers were right against her nose and Hermione could not help but take a deep breath of the strong musky scent on Ginny's hand. Hearing her, the redhead rose on her tiptoes again and placed her face right against her own hand. She eagerly breathed in the scent of her lover and smiled lasciviously.

Both women looked expectantly toward the street, their hearts racing inside their heaving chests, trying to blend into the shadows. A trio of women walked in the light of the street, but they did not look into the alley.

Ginny's and Hermione's eyes met, and Ginny put the tip of her two fingers against Hermione's mouth. She opened it and sucked on them. The brunette let the fingers go and leaned forward to kiss Ginny's lips to share the sweet and tangy taste of her pussy with the redhead. They moaned into each other's mouths.

Hermione hand moved over Ginny's skirt and grabbed her pussy. Even through the fabric, the heat of her desire enveloped her hand. The redhead shuddered, and their enthusiastic kissing renewed, but the sounds of more approaching steps and conversations could be heard.

"Grab your bag and let's go home," Ginny said.

They Apparated in front of Grimmauld place in such a hurry that Hermione's left tit was still out in the open when they landed. They walked into their house and hurried upstairs.

The bedroom was theirs for the night. Harry had left the day before for a law enforcement convention in Berlin. They jumped on the bed and began to undress each other, covering with soft and gentle kisses each new area that was revealed. Ginny was kissing Hermione's abdomen and grabbed the elastic of her knickers. The brunette raised her hips, and the redhead gently pulled down the knickers as she laid a trail of kisses down her pussy, her inner thigh and all the way down to her toes. She threw the knickers on the floor and reached for the oak case next to it. She took out the dildo, but before turning her attention again to the brunette, she opened a drawer on the night table and pulled a trio of golden butt plugs. Hermione moaned her approval and did an enema charm on herself as Ginny lubricated the smallest plug.

The redhead moved between Hermione's legs and sensually began kissing and licking up her limbs until she reached her crotch. The brunette raised her legs and spread her butt cheeks apart. Ginny began to tease her butthole with the tip of the plug and slowly pushed it in. Hermione let out a groan of pleasure when the wide part of the plug fully distended her arse, and a moan when only the fluted end remained outside.

Ginny had Harry's replica cock on her hand but could not resist the temptation of diving into Hermione's lush, fragrant curls. She licked the slit slowly and kissed her way up the cleft until she was gently kissing the pink, engorged button peeking between her folds.

Hermione whimpered and her back became restless. Her hand came down and her fingers dug into the silky hair of the redhead. She heard the unmistakable sound of the vibrator being turned on and her eyes rolled back when she felt the vibrations against her cunt.

Ginny kept only a light touch of the vibrating head against Hermione's petal like folds. She slowly moved it up the cleft until it was right against her clit. It sent jolts throughout Hermione's body. Ginny moved up, holding the vibrating dildo against the length of her slit. When she began to kiss and suck on her tits, she buried it inside the brunette's cunt and began to move it in and out.

"Oh, Ginny. I want your pussy. I want your delicious pussy on my face."

"Patience, Love," she replied. "It's time to change your plug."

Ginny lubricated the mid-sized plug and pulled out the smaller one. Quickly she inserted the larger one into Hermione's gaping butthole with minimal discomfort for the brunette. She straddled her lovers face and lowered her pussy against it.

"Blimey, you're so good with your tongue," Ginny exclaimed bending down and reaching for the dildo still inside Hermione's pussy. She pulled it out completely and pressed the vibrating head against her lover's clit, making her squirm and moan with delight.

Only a minute later Hermione groaned, and her body shook and spasmed. Ginny was enjoying the oral attentions of the brunette, but she was uncharacteristically far from an orgasm. She was for the moment too focused on pleasuring her lover to think about her own pleasure.

Ginny dismounted Hermione's face, moved down, and raised the legs of the brunette to have better access to her bum. Swiftly, she removed the butt plug and inserted the dildo into her arse all the way to the bollocks.

"Oh, yes," Hermione purred sensually. "Now, fuck my arse."

"Patience," Ginny said with a chuckle. She retrieved the second dildo, turned it on, and inserted it in her lover's pussy. "You take that one and I'll take the one in your arse," she added before laying down sideways facing her.

Hermione bent her knees keeping her legs raised and vigorously shoved the dildo in and out of her pussy as Ginny did the same with the one in her arse. She could feel that having the big dildo up her arse was pushing the one inside her pussy against the top wall of the vagina. Their combined vibrations were driving her barmy. She knew that the clitoris was like an iceberg and that there is more under the surface than above. The intense pleasure she was feeling could only mean that her G-Spot was getting tickled by the vibrations.

Her orgasm was building rapidly, and her body felt feverish with lust as she increased the speed of her hand movements. The cries and exclamations of bliss increased as she neared the culmination of her lustful frenzy.

"Oh, Ginny. It feels so good… It feels so bloody good to be so full of cock," the brunette struggled to say between indecent whimpers.

"When I get my strap-on," Ginny said huskily to her ear, "I'm going to wreck that tight, little pussy of yours with my cock, while Harry wrecks your arse with his."

The vision of that promise was all that was needed to push the frenzied brunette over the edge.

"OH GOD, OH GOD, OH GOD…"

Hermione pulled out her dildo and dropped it to one side. Her flushed face froze, and her body went completely stiff before an explosive orgasm rippled through her body. Cum squirted out of her pussy like a geyser as she screamed, followed by a second slightly weaker ejaculation of cum and liquid.

Ginny was initially startled, but quickly recovered her wits. She pulled the dildo out of Hermione's arse, cast it aside, and embraced the convulsing body of the brunette who held on for dear life as a new convulsion wracked her entire body.

Slowly the shaking diminished in intensity until Hermione was just holding on, still in the midst of a rapturous orgasmic haze.

"Are you alright?" Ginny asked calmly, tightening her embrace, and entwining their legs.

Hermione was still unable to speak, but the redhead felt her nodding affirmatively on the crook of her neck. They stayed like that for a whole minute, with Ginny soothingly kissing her forehead and face.

"I should be embarrassed," Hermione said in a subdued manner.

"You shouldn't. You're bloody brilliant. My beautiful, little gusher you."

Hermione looked up into Ginny's bright, brown eyes with a radiant smile. Her heart was bursting with happiness from the love she felt at that moment. Their plump, rosy lips joined tenderly.

"Your turn now," the brunette whispered. "I intend to pay you back."

O-o-O-o-O

Eight days later, Ginny returned to 'Harlot's Bazaar' for a final fitting and to possibly pick up the completed strap-on harness and bra. Hermione was at work when she received the call and she had decided to go alone, hoping to surprise her bushy haired friend that night with her new acquisitions.

She walked into Tessa's workshop genuinely excited to see the finished product.

"You can undress. Did you bring the dildo?" Tessa asked her.

"Yes," the redhead replied, taking it out of her purse and putting it on the table. "I can't wait to see how it turned out."

As Ginny stripped down to her underwear Tessa took the garments out of a bag and showed them to her.

"Oh, it's beautiful," she gushed as she breathed in the distinctive new leather smell.

Ginny inspected the product meticulously. The black leather brassiere had tasteful curlicue red stitching. The top edges of the cups had cutwork and blind stamping that gave the illusion of being lace. The leather straps of the harness had straight forward stitchwork, but the crotchless knickers also boasted the curlicue red stitching and extensive flowery blind stamping. The silver holding ring was now highly polished, as were the silver buckles of the adjustable straps.

"Let's try it on," Tessa said with a satisfied smile.

Ginny put it on standing in front of a full-length trifold mirror. The older woman walked around the redhead making sure everything fit properly and with her permission adjusted the belts.

"How do you like it, Mrs Potter?"

"I love it."

"You have a beautiful body. I dare say anything would look good on you."

"Thanks!"

"Now let's try it with the dildo."

Tessa unhooked one side the holding ring and put the dildo through it before securing it again. "Mr Potter is well endowed, so the dildo might feel a little heavy in this position."

Ginny giggled and looked the older women in the eye. "The real one is also heavy."

Both women laughed and Ginny moved around to look at herself in different angles.

"Is it comfortable?" Tessa asked as she continued to inspect the fit.

"Very. I cannot believe this is leather. It fits snugly but comfortably."

"If you're satisfied you can take it today."

"Yes, I'm very satisfied. I'll take it."

Ginny noticed that Tessa looked like she wanted to say something but was holding back. "Is there something wrong?" she asked.

"No. Not at all," Tessa replied a little unsure. "I already took some photos of the harness and bra for my catalogue, but I must say it looks stunning on you. I just wish I could afford to pay for some photos of you modelling them."

Ginny's vanity was flattered by the suggestion. She had done many magical photoshoots for products she endorsed, but nothing of a risqué nature. She was feeling extremely sexy at the moment, and the idea of posing in the skimpy outfit was tempting.

"Tessa, you probably already figured out that Harry is extremely wealthy, and that I make plenty of money myself, but my agent would kill me if he found out I did a photoshoot for free."

"You would do it for free?" the older woman asked amazed.

"I would, but someone could recognize me, and I would never hear the end of it."

"We sell Venetian masks. Some of our customers attend swingers' parties and like to remain anonymous," Tessa explained.

Ginny was not sure what a swingers' party was but was intrigued by the idea of the mask. "Can I see one?" she asked.

Tessa's eyes lit up. "I'll be right back," she replied and ran into the store. She returned a couple of minutes later with four masks. "I think these are the ones that would suit you the best. Choose one you like."

Ginny tried all of them in front of the mirror and chose a black mask with silver sequins and a white feather that covered most of her face. "I'll do it," she announced, "but without the dildo."

"May I ask why?"

"Because Harry isn't here to give permission to use his… penis."

"That's very thoughtful of you," Tessa said admiring her scruples. "You can see some of your underwear behind the bra and harness. I'm afraid you'll have to take them off," she added tentatively.

"No problem," Ginny said nonchalantly and began to take off the leather garments.

"I'll leave you so you can have some privacy."

"Don't be ridiculous. After games and practices I'm naked in front of a dozen other naked women. You can stay and help me put the harness back on. I'm still not sure how all these belts go."

"Have you modelled before?" Tessa asked as she admired Ginny's naked form.

"Yes. I have several product endorsement deals, but I've never modelled anything even remotely like this," Ginny chuckled.

"In that case you're already aware that you will have to sign a release giving my company the right to use and reproduce the photos for publicity purposes. Is that acceptable?"

Ginny agreed, and with Tessa's help, she was quickly ready. She put on blood red lipstick and the same black high-heeled shoes she had coincidentally been wearing that day. Ginny stood in front of the trifold mirror and put on the mask. She was not naturally a vain woman, but without any false modesty she had to admit that she did look stunning in that attire. Without the dildo, the crotchless leather knickers allowed for a glimpse of the fiery red hair of her Venus mound and the bare slit of her cunnie to show, but as long as her face was unrecognizable, she did not care.

Tessa set up lights and a backdrop with the store name and logo in the showroom floor. She took photos as Ginny struck poses by herself and with other products in the background. Two couples came into the store, but Tessa noticed that Ginny made no attempt to cover herself or stop the shoot, so she continued taking photos. The customers watched with interest as the statuesque redhead struck poses and they inquired with the salesgirl about what she was wearing.

Tessa did not want to abuse Ginny's generosity, so after about hour she concluded the photoshoot, and both returned to the workshop. After getting instructions on the care of the leather, the redhead got dressed as Tessa packed the items in in a store bag.

"How much do I owe you?" Ginny asked.

"Nothing. In fact, I will refund your deposit. You're obviously an experienced model and I know how much professional services like yours cost."

"Absolutely not," Ginny said politely but firmly. "I said I would do it for free because I was in sexy mood. Besides, I'm not going to accept money for showing my cunnie. That would feel wrong."

Tessa wanted to protest, but seeing the determined expression on the redhead's face, she realized it was better not to antagonize a potential repeat customer. "Can I at least offer you the mask as a gift?"

Ginny smiled brightly at her. "That I could accept. I really like it."

"You have been very generous, Mrs Potter. I really appreciate it," Tessa said after collecting the balance of the purchase.

"Please, call me Ginny," she replied with a chuckle. "You have seen both my husband and me completely starkers. Other that Hermione, not even my best friends, can claim that."

"Thank you, Ginny. If you ever feel sexy again, feel free to come back to model some lingerie for me," Tessa said jokingly.

She was surprised when the young women looked at her as if she were considering her offer.

"I be in touch," Ginny said as she left.

O-o-O-o-O

After her nightly ablutions, Hermione came out of the bathroom wearing a white sheer camisole and sheer white knickers. Her large bronze areolas and dark love triangle contrasted starkly against the fabric. It was the last night before Harry's return, and she was in the mood for some sapphic love making. She made eye contact with Ginny, who was on the bed reading the latest edition of Witch Weekly, and sensually swung her hips on her way to the bed. Once on the mattress she crawled on all four towards the redhead.

"I'll be ready and waiting, if you're in the mood," she whispered to Ginny's ear after planting a kiss on her cheek.

Ginny grinned. "You look amazing, Mione. I'll be right back," she said before heading to the loo. The redhead had earlier hidden the shopping bag from 'Harlot's Bazaar' in one of the bathroom cabinets. After a refreshing wash on the bidet, she put on the strap-on harness, the brassiere, mask, and high-heeled shoes. She also grabbed the dildo but did not secure it to the harness.

As soon as she heard the bathroom door open, Hermione looked expectantly in that direction. Ginny struck a sexy pose that suited her gorgeous figure and Hermione gasped audibly.

Ginny turned around to give her a glimpse of her spectacular bum. "How do you like it?" the redhead asked sultrily as she repeatedly tapped Harry's replica cock against the open palm of her left hand.

"It looks fantastic on you," Hermione replied enthusiastically. "You're so bloody sexy."

Ginny climbed on the bed and pushed Hermione until she was lying flat on her back. The two witches snogged ardently, with their hands caressing their faces and necks.

Ginny's hands moved from Hermione's face, and they started caressing and massaging her breasts over the sheer camisole. Her lips kissed and licked her neck as they slowly moved down until they captured the bronze areola of one of her tits. After a few gentle bites, the nipples had risen to their maximum height and the redhead sucked forcefully on them, making the brunette writhe and moan. Ginny removed the camisole and caressed Hermione's pussy over the sheer knickers until the wetness made the fabric even more transparent. Fingers started to move under the fabric and slid along the hot slit of her cunt.

"Are you going to fuck me with that big cock of yours?" Hermione asked breathless. The urgency in her voice was unmistakable.

Ginny grabbed the dildo and secured it to the silver holding ring. She then straddled the chest of the brunette and took a hold of the replica cock.

"Tell me truth, Hermione," she asked as she waved the flexible silicone appendage in front of the brunette's face. "Which one you desire the most. My wet, juicy pussy, or Harry's big, fat cock?"

Hermione seemed conflicted about the answer. "Your pussy," she finally blurted out.

"You're lying," Ginny said with a smirk. "It's okay, Love," she added as she slapped Hermione's face with the silicone cock. "I can't decide either."

"We don't have to decide. We can have both," Hermione said panting as she was cock slapped.

"Yes, you're right. Now suck it," the redhead demanded. "Put your spit all over it!"

After Hermione had sucked the dildo, Ginny stroked the abundant spit along its length. She turned the vibrator on and slid down until she was astride the brunette's upper abdomen. She pressed the vibrating head against one nipple and then the other, before she started slapping the brunette's tits rather hard with the artificial cock, drawing little groans from her. Ginny then placed it between Hermione's two big tits and pressed them together. The redhead stroked back and forth between the two pliant mounds and moaned. The grated surface and nub of the silicone flap at the end of the dildo were deliciously rubbing against her cunt and clit.

"Tessa is a genius," Ginny groaned between moans.

After dismounting the brunette and removing the soggy knickers, she gently spread Hermione's legs apart and rubbed the vibrating head of the dildo against the length of her opening until it reached her swollen clit.

Ginny looked with satisfaction at the faces of pleasure and bliss that Hermione was making.

"Fuck me, Ginny. Fuck me, please!"

"You want my cock?"

"Yes, I want you to stuff my pussy with your big, fat cock!"

Ginny penetrated Hermione smoothly and the brunette locked her ankles behind her hips. They embraced and kissed as Ginny's hips quickly found a constant rhythm in and out of the brunette's pussy. After a few minutes of steadily thrusting her hips back and forth the redhead started to sweat and took off the mask, discarding it to one side.

Ginny raised her upper body forcing Hermione to unlock her ankles and she put a leg on each of her shoulders. She increased the speed and force of her strokes. She felt oddly powerful plundering Hermione's pussy. Ginny discovered that making Hermione's tits bounce around with each thrust of her hips excited her. Her own pussy was soaked as the grated silicone flap and nub were continually stimulating it.

Ginny pulled out. "Turn around," she ordered.

Hermione obeyed and raised her bum as she lowered her upper body. As soon as she was in position, she felt the big silicone cock split her roughly apart. Ginny was properly fucking her now. She looked back and saw that the redhead was sweaty from her exertions but was far from being winded or tired. She gleefully increased the force of her strokes. At that point she noticed the smell of new leather filling her nostrils. She found it oddly arousing. The heat building inside was reaching the boiling point.

"Keep pounding it. Keep pounding it. Don't bloody stop," Hermione exclaimed as her climax neared.

Ginny gritted her teeth, determined to make her come. With her right hand she grabbed a fistful of Hermione's bushy brown hair and pulled it back roughly. To the brunette's surprise her scalp tingled with pleasurable sensations. Her head was bent all the way back and Ginny watched closely the blissful facial expressions she was making. Suddenly Hermione's body shuddered and cum spilled down her inner thighs as she screamed in a prolonged climax.

Ginny was close to her own orgasm, so she kept pounding the swollen, drenched pussy of her lover. The redhead adjusted her movements to get more friction for herself. The cries and whimpers of both women quickly reached a crescendo. The lustful brunette begged for satisfaction once more.

"Make me come, please. Make me come again."

Ginny felt an intense need to have her own pussy stuffed. It was a familiar need that only Harry's cock could fully satisfy. She pulled the dildo out of Hermione's pussy and pressed the vibrating head against the throbbing clit of the brunette until she reached a new climax and collapsed face first on the bed. Ginny immediately pulled the dildo off the holding ring of the crotchless knickers and plunged it into her own pussy. Her back arched and her head fell back as she moaned with relief. After a few deep strokes she placed the silicone cock against the slit of her cunt and the vibrations quickly put her over the edge. She fell backwards on the bed, panting.

The redhead was barely emerging from her orgasm when she felt Hermione spread her legs apart and she ravenously started eating her pussy. Ginny's clit was still too sensitive from the recent orgasm, so when the brunette started sucking on her clit her body buckled wildly with pain and pleasure.

"It's too sensitive. Not so hard," she pleaded.

Hermione's lips and tongue moved down the slit to give Ginny's clit the needed refractory period. She briefly massaged the taint with her tongue before it moved further down and began licking the redhead's arse. She slurped the cum that had rolled down to the hollow of her butthole and soon Ginny was buckling and moaning with pleasure, forcing Hermione to firmly take hold of her hips to keep her in place. The brunette's tongue moved back up the taint to the opening of Ginny's cunt and started to dart in and out of it.

By now the redhead was writhing and whimpering uncontrollably as cum flowed abundantly out of her pussy. Hermione began sucking and pulling on her pink pussy lips before finally taking the pulsating clit into her mouth and sucking on it until Ginny's trembling legs closed hard around her face. She convulsed several times before her muscles finally relaxed and she laid still.

The two women held hands, breathing heavily, and feeling totally spent. They stayed in comfortable silence for a long time.

"I love you," Ginny said sincerely, turning to look into the brunette's brown eyes.

Hermione beamed at the redhead with a wide smile. "I love you too."

There was a short silence before Ginny spoke again.

"I wish there were a way I could marry you. A way for the three of us to be married."

Hermione sighed. "Yes, me too."

"You're the brightest witch of the age," the redhead pointed out. "I'm sure that if you put your mind to it, you could find a way."

"Hmmm."

Ginny turned around and she could see the wheels in Hermione's head turning.

"Hmmm," the bushy haired witch repeated.

Her eyes were looking at a faraway point and she was biting her lower lip.

"I know that look," Ginny said excitedly. "There is a way!"

Hermione's eyes opened wide, and she smiled brightly. "EUREKA!"

"What?"

"Sirius made Harry the Head of the House of Black by bequeathing to him the Black ancestral home in his will," she said with barely contained exhilaration. "He is the Head of the House of Potter and of the House of Black."

"Yes…" Ginny said waiting for further elaboration.

"There is a law from 1353 passed by the Wizengamot after the plague. The Black Death affected wizardkind just as much as Muggles and many families were on the edge of extinction. Some wizards became Heads of multiple Houses through inheritance and to repopulate Wizarding Britain the law allowed Heads of Houses to marry one witch for each titular House."

"Is that law still valid?" Ginny asked incredulous.

"Yes. It was never revoked. It just fell into disuse. If I marry Harry, I will become Hermione Black and my children would inherit the titles of the House of Black."

"That's brilliant," the redhead said excited. "Your children will be legitimate and entitled to an inheritance. I'm sure Harry will be thrilled to preserve Sirius' legacy. Can I be your Maid of Honour?"

Hermione chuckled. "Harry has not asked me yet, so hold your horses."

"Of course he'll ask you. We can start planning."

After a minute Ginny's enthusiasm diminished and she became introspective.

"What's the matter?" Hermione asked concerned. She turned to caress Ginny's face and pecked her lips. "What's wrong, Love?

"I'm happy that you and Harry can be married, but I wish I could also marry you," Ginny said dejected.

Hermione sighed and her eyes once again focused on a faraway point. She bit her lower lip.

"Hmmm."

The redhead became alert again and turned to watch the face of the bushy haired witch. "You found a way," she exclaimed elated.

"Not quite. I'm afraid Wizarding society is even more patriarchal than Muggle society. Almost all the laws favour wizards over witches. But…"

"But what?"

"Muggles are more accepting of same sex relationships. There is this thing called 'civil partnerships' in the city of London. It's purely symbolic, but it's something. I'm sure same sex marriages will soon be legal in Muggle Britain."

"What do you mean by symbolic. What does it involve?"

"It's a status granted by the Mayor of London but it's not legally binding. We get to have a ceremony at City Hall, and we are registered as a couple by the city of London, but that's about it."

"Do I get to sign a parchment saying that I'm your wife?" Ginny asked hopeful.

Hermione chuckled. "Not a parchment, but a piece of paper where you attest that I'm your partner and that we live as a couple."

Ginny turned to face the brunette and looked into her eyes. "I'm sorry I don't have a ring right now, but will you be my civil partner, Hermione Granger?"

The jaw of the brunette dropped open and after a few seconds she nodded vigorously. "Yes, Ginny. I will be your civil partner or anything else you want me to be."

The two witches embraced, kissed, and made sweet love deep into the night.

O-o-O-o-O