![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} redbeargrl wroteon January 13th, 2008 at 06:46 am |
fic: I Haven't a Clue Pt. 2 of 2 (Ginny/Rosmerta, Ginny/Hermione R)
Title: I Haven't a Clue: Part 2 of 2
Author: redbeargrl
Pairing: Ginny/Madam Rosmerta, Ginny/Hermione
Rating: R (perhaps worse)
Word Count: 2667
Summary: Ginny resolves her problem with Rosmerta's help and then goes off in search of her One True Love.
Warning: Femmeslash, more or less explicit sex, a little more booze and Ginny's mouth.
Disclaimer: I looked this morning. Still not J.K. Rowling.
Comments are always welcome...
Author: redbeargrl
Pairing: Ginny/Madam Rosmerta, Ginny/Hermione
Rating: R (perhaps worse)
Word Count: 2667
Summary: Ginny resolves her problem with Rosmerta's help and then goes off in search of her One True Love.
Warning: Femmeslash, more or less explicit sex, a little more booze and Ginny's mouth.
Disclaimer: I looked this morning. Still not J.K. Rowling.
Comments are always welcome...
I Haven’t a Clue
Part Two
By
Redbeargrl
Part Two
By
Redbeargrl
“Want to learn?” asked Rose huskily.
“Oh yes please! I would hate to upset Hermione by not knowing what comes next!”
“Good girl!” whispered Rose. “I’ll teach you just a bit. But you and Hermione are going to have to figure out the fine details. Some things can’t be taught...they can only be experienced. And that’s especially true when two people are in love. Agreed?”
Ginny moaned and then felt the squeezing sensation of Apparition. She sound herself standing next to Rose’s huge bed.
“Now what?” asked Ginny shaking a bit.
“Just relax Luv. Just relax and let me show you!”
“Oh yes please! I would hate to upset Hermione by not knowing what comes next!”
“Good girl!” whispered Rose. “I’ll teach you just a bit. But you and Hermione are going to have to figure out the fine details. Some things can’t be taught...they can only be experienced. And that’s especially true when two people are in love. Agreed?”
Ginny moaned and then felt the squeezing sensation of Apparition. She sound herself standing next to Rose’s huge bed.
“Now what?” asked Ginny shaking a bit.
“Just relax Luv. Just relax and let me show you!”
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Rosmerta stood back from the bed and tried to remember if her bedroom had ever looked this beautiful. No, she thought, not beautiful...ethereal!
By now the upstairs bedroom was lit with just the last glimmer of winter sunlight peeking through the snow dappled windows; their frosty edges battling with the heat in the room. The fire in the large hearth cast flickering red tainted shadows about the room making everything shimmer and making the darker corners of the room seem deeply mysterious. A single flickering candle next to the bed lent it’s feeble light to the scene before her as she stood at the foot of the bed burning the sight into her memory for all time. She is, she thought, really quite breathtaking!
Despite her nervousness, Ginny had fairly squealed in delight at the first glimpse of Rosmerta’s hugely oversized bed. Growing up with her narrow bed in her first floor bedroom at the Burrow had never prepared her for a sight such as this. Even her curtained bed at Hogwarts, where she lay at night dreaming of Hermione, was no match for Rosmerta’s monument to comfort.
Moving almost faster than the eye could follow, Ginny had stripped off and flung herself into the sea of black satin. Rose could have sworn that Ginny’s lacy red knickers were still in the air when her body hit the bed, sinking into the soft feather mattress and giggling in delight. The giggling stopped however as Ginny luxuriated in the feel of the satin underneath her nude body as she slowly stretched her arms and legs from the center of the bed, trying to touch the edges. Now she lay there quietly, her bright brown eyes fixed on Rose as Rose’s were fixed on her; a playful grin tugging at the corners of her mouth.
She really is the most beautiful Weasley to ever grace this bed, Rose thought. I wonder if Hermione knows what a treat she has in store!
Rose stood unmoving at the foot of the bed just feasting her eyes on the sight of the naked young girl now laying quietly in the middle of the sea of black. The flickering light from the fire cast a reddish glow over Ginny that somehow intensified the contrast between her milk white skin and the thousands of tiny freckles that covered her body. Her flaming red hair, splayed wildly upon the pillows, seemed to form a halo about her sweet face, contrasting beautifully against the blackness of the satin sheets.
For as much as Rosmerta had lascivious thoughts of ripping her own clothes off and ravishing her, she stood, quietly transfixed, as she let her eyes wander down the length of Ginny’s slim athletic body. Her breasts, so much smaller and firmer than her own Rose noted, stood high on her chest; the darker nipples already swollen and pointing. She left her gaze wander further down to the glistening downy red curls at the juncture of her slightly parted thighs; the dampness there set ablaze by the flickering fire so that it looked as if there were hundreds of tiny rubies lightly scattered amongst the curls. The mysteriously wonderful heady scent of “woman” floated on the still air.
Ginny licked her lips and looked questioningly at her friend. “Erm...so now what?”
Rosmerta had to shake her head a bit to bring herself back into the reality of the moment. A quick flick of her wand and she was as bare as Ginny as she crawled into the bed to lay next to the redhead who was now staring open mouthed at the sight of Rose’s magnificent breasts scant inches from her face.
“Oh my!” breathed Ginny whose face was turning a bright red. She seemed to stammer for a moment before she caught her words. “Sorry Rosy,” she whispered. “It’s just that I’ve never been naked like this with anybody before! It’s all kind of new and wonderful and...”
“Relax Ginny,” murmured Rose taking the young girls hand and placing it on her full white breast. “There’s no need to feel rushed or embarrassed. Just touch me as you touch yourself. You do touch yourself then don’t you?” she asked with a wicked grin.
Ginny’s face turned a bit redder. “Erm...yes. At night when I’m thinking of ...well...you know.”
Rose laughed. “It’s all right to say her name Luv. After all, the whole point of this is to give you the basics for you to use on your Hermione now isn’t it.”
“My Hermione,” Ginny whispered. “Oh how I wish that were true!”
“Well...if you keep on like that,” Rosmerta said with a small happy groan, “She’ll be yours forever! Oh! Ginny do you have any idea what your doing to me?”
Ginny looked confused for a bit until she realized that she had been playing with Rose’s nipple as they were talking. “Oi!” she cried out as she jerked her hand back. “Did I do something wrong?”
Rose took Ginny’s tiny hand and placed it back on her breast. “Oh no!” she breathed. “You were doing something very right! Yes, very right indeed!” She ran her long red nails lightly over Ginny’s breast and was rewarded by the sound of Ginny suddenly gasping. “Now then,” Rose whispered, “let’s try this now shall we?” She lowered her head and ran her tongue over Ginny’s diamond hard nipple; lightly running her tongue around it before letting it slip between her lips and sucking gently. Ginny’s back came off of the bed.
“Merlin!” gasped Ginny. “I had no idea!”
Rose chuckled evilly. “That’s just the start Luv! And then you can do this!”
“Oi!”
“And then move to here...”
“Oh GODS!”
“And when you’ve done that, there is this nerve right here...”
“Holy...shit!”
“And, while your sucking here you can let your hand wander down like this...”
“Ohhhhhhhhhhh!”
“Steady on Luv! That’s just the first few steps now.”
“NO! NEED MORE! Must have MORE!”
Ginny was huffing like the Hogwarts Express pulling into Platform Nine and Three Quarters, and Rose wasn’t far behind. Her lithe body was so tense she seemed to be attached to the bed only by her fingers grasping the sheets and her curled toes. Rose thought maybe she was going a bit too fast.
“Very well then, Ginny,” she moaned. “Now you do everything to me that I’ve just shown you.” Ginny proved, once again, that she was a fast study.
“Oi!” screamed Rosmerta. “Ginny! A woman’s tit isn’t a bloody Bludger Luv! Gently! Always gently!”
Ginny mumbled something that might have been an apology but Rose couldn’t be sure since Ginny’s mouth was currently stuffed with Rose’s ample left breast.
“Ahh yes!” she whispered hoarsely. “That’s better...much better indeed! Oh! Where did you learn that? Oh my!” Rose couldn’t be sure but it sounded like Ginny was humming, or something that sounded rather a lot like humming. It might have been giggling.
Rose lay back against the satin covered pillows as Ginny demonstrated that everything she had taught her, Ginny had taken to heart. Her soft blue eyes were closed and every nerve in her body was singing. She felt tiny but incredibly powerful hands parting her thighs and the sound of the humming moved.
“OH!” gasped Rose. “Ginny! I haven’t shown...shown you how to do ...oh my gods! Erm...we haven’t gotten that far...Ohhhh! Oh bugger all! You’re doing fine on your own Dear! Oh YES!” she screamed as she felt fingers penetrate her and a very busy tongue sucking and flicking on her swollen clit.
As her orgasm built, Rose couldn’t help but wonder what kind of a monster she had created and she suddenly felt very jealous of Hermione. However, by the time the fourth rolling orgasm hit her, she stopped worrying or thinking about most anything at all. There’s no doubt about it, she thought, this girl was simply born to...well, do what she was so obviously doing!
Ginny swayed slightly on her feet as she stood in front of the painting covering the entrance to the Gryffindor Common Room. When Rose had noticed how late it was she hurriedly helped Ginny take a quick bath and get dressed. Unfortunately for Ginny, as they bathed and talked they also polished off most of a second bottle of Firewhiskey. Now she stood here arguing with the Fat Lady, who was more than a bit peeved about being roused from her slumbers at such a late hour and was not in a mind to be kind to a student out at this late hour when she should have been in hours ago.
“Whaddya mean that’s not the password” slurred a very pissed off and still a bit drunk Ginny. “I gave you the bloody password! Butterbeer!”
“Wrong!” sneered the Fat Lady as she pulled her dressing gown more tightly around her ample frame. “That was last weeks password.”
“Bugger!”
“Well I never!” she sniffed. “And, NO that’s not it either!”
Ginny tried to search her memory for the correct password but all she could think of was Rosmerta’s parting advice as she showed her the secret passage that lead back to Hogwarts. “Now remember Ginny. A bloke is different than a woman. There’s an old saying that a woman needs a reason while a bloke just needs a place! So remember, be gentle with Hermione. Chat her up. Be sweet. Remember she’s not a Bludger or a Snitch to be taken by force! You might try to be subtle...if you can. Be honest with her...tell her how you feel about her!”
Ginny shook her head to clear it and almost fell over. “Sorry,” she mumbled. “Ummm..Peppermint twist?”
“No!”
“Ginger snap?”
“Wrong!”
“Chocolate Frog!”
“No! Oh do hurry up. I want to go back to sleep!”
“Parsimonious? NO! Strawberry tart? NO! Bludger? NO! Snitch? NO! Ubiquitous?"
"NO!”
“Bloody Hell! Won’t you give me a hint here?” Ginny’s voice was rising.
“NO! NO! NO!”
“Now listen to me you great lumbering git! I can’t stand here all night guessing!”
“Can’t help you! Against the rules you know!”
“Ah FUCK!” Ginny cried.
“Most certainly not!” cried the Fat Lady as the door opened. Hermione’s head popped out. “Ginny? Is that you?”
Ginny’s mood brightened immediately. “Oh hi Hermione! Yeah it’s me. Let me in will you?”
Hermione stood aside as Ginny clambered through the access hole. She no sooner reached the warmth of the Common Room when she heard Hermione’s voice cut into her.
“Where have you been? Do you have any idea what time it is? Filch will have you flayed alive if he caught you out there so late!”
“S’ok Hermione,” sighed Ginny as she sank into one of the large leather chairs by the dying fire. “I’ll tell you all about it tomorrow. It’s been a hell of a day!”
“It is not all right Ginny! I’m a Prefect! I’m supposed to report you!” she hissed. She seemed to sniff the air and looked very suspicious. “Ginny Weasley! Have you been drinking?”
“Yep!” she answered with a slightly crooked grin. “But, with a good reason mind!”
Hermione massaged her temples. “Oh this just keeps getting better and better! First I see you trying to sneak into the Three Broomsticks, probably to meet some bloke of yours that I don’t know about and now you show up after curfew and drunk to boot. How in Merlin’s name am I supposed to ignore all of this?”
Ginny felt a little adrenaline rush and her head cleared instantly. “You saw me?”
Hermione suddenly looked a little sheepish. “Well yes, of course I saw you. I...erm...always see you. You are my best friend you know. That’s why I waited up for you just now.”
Ginny found her mind whirring. “That’s nice to know,” she said softly. “And, for your information, I wasn’t there to meet a bloke. I wanted to talk to Rosmerta about...about a problem I was having.”
Hermione looked concerned and sat on the chair with her friend. “Oh. I’m sorry Ginny. I just assumed..well, you know. Did Rosmerta help you with your...erm...problem.”
“Sort of,” Ginny laughed softly. “You see...there’s this person that I’m really attracted to, well, in love with actually, and I wasn’t sure what to do about it. I thought Rosmerta might be able to help me with some good advice.”
“Was her advice helpful?”
Ginny shrugged. She felt the room getting awfully warm even though the fire was almost out. “She told me to be honest and tell this person what I was feeling,” she said with a little shudder. “I told her I’m bollocks with all of that.”
Hermione laughed softly. “Not your strong suit that’s true. But Ginny? Why did you go to Rosmerta for advice? I thought that’s what...well that’s what friends are for. I must admit I feel a little hurt. Almost like you’re ignoring me or something.”
Ginny felt like a heel and gently took Hermione’s hand in hers. “Oh no Mione! It’s just that...well I couldn’t..well you see...” Ginny took a huge breath and stood, drawing Hermione up as well. She looked into Hermione’s deep brown eyes for many moments before speaking. “Mione, if I ask you a question will you answer honestly?"
“Of course Gin. What kind of friend would I be if I lied?”
Ginny’s mind raced with all of the advice Rose had given her. “Chat her up! Tell her how you feel!”
“Oh bugger,” sighed Ginny. “Mione do you really fancy my brother? I mean do you really love him?
Hermione looked surprised but her eyes never left Ginny’s face. “I do like him Gin. But, as to do I love him? Honestly, I don’t think so.”
Ginny nodded. “Well, that’s good! Now. Do you love Harry? I mean as in romantically?”
Hermione slowly shook her head but said nothing, her wide eyes still focused on Ginny’s.
Ginny slowly let out the breath she had been holding. “Mione? Do you think you could ever love...well I mean...I feel...well...oh bugger!” She pulled the taller girl to her, wrapping her within her arms and kissed her soundly on the lips. After a short lifetime they pulled apart and she could see the glow on Hermione’s smiling face. “Hermione! I love you! I have from the day I first met you and I always will! There! I’ve said it!”
Hermione was blushing furiously. Ginny thought it was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen in her life.
“Oh Gin!” Hermione whispered as she stroked Ginny’s cheek. “I thought you’d never say that! I’ve been waiting to hear that for so long I’d almost given up hope!”
The next kiss lasted for a very long time indeed. A very long time. When they finally broke apart Hermione looked at her new love and smiled a smile that would have put the rising sun to shame. “Now, where do you suppose we go from here Ginny my love?”
Ginny grinned as she held Hermione close. “I haven’t a clue,” she whispered softly. “But, isn’t it going to be fun figuring out the answer...together!”
The End
By now the upstairs bedroom was lit with just the last glimmer of winter sunlight peeking through the snow dappled windows; their frosty edges battling with the heat in the room. The fire in the large hearth cast flickering red tainted shadows about the room making everything shimmer and making the darker corners of the room seem deeply mysterious. A single flickering candle next to the bed lent it’s feeble light to the scene before her as she stood at the foot of the bed burning the sight into her memory for all time. She is, she thought, really quite breathtaking!
Despite her nervousness, Ginny had fairly squealed in delight at the first glimpse of Rosmerta’s hugely oversized bed. Growing up with her narrow bed in her first floor bedroom at the Burrow had never prepared her for a sight such as this. Even her curtained bed at Hogwarts, where she lay at night dreaming of Hermione, was no match for Rosmerta’s monument to comfort.
Moving almost faster than the eye could follow, Ginny had stripped off and flung herself into the sea of black satin. Rose could have sworn that Ginny’s lacy red knickers were still in the air when her body hit the bed, sinking into the soft feather mattress and giggling in delight. The giggling stopped however as Ginny luxuriated in the feel of the satin underneath her nude body as she slowly stretched her arms and legs from the center of the bed, trying to touch the edges. Now she lay there quietly, her bright brown eyes fixed on Rose as Rose’s were fixed on her; a playful grin tugging at the corners of her mouth.
She really is the most beautiful Weasley to ever grace this bed, Rose thought. I wonder if Hermione knows what a treat she has in store!
Rose stood unmoving at the foot of the bed just feasting her eyes on the sight of the naked young girl now laying quietly in the middle of the sea of black. The flickering light from the fire cast a reddish glow over Ginny that somehow intensified the contrast between her milk white skin and the thousands of tiny freckles that covered her body. Her flaming red hair, splayed wildly upon the pillows, seemed to form a halo about her sweet face, contrasting beautifully against the blackness of the satin sheets.
For as much as Rosmerta had lascivious thoughts of ripping her own clothes off and ravishing her, she stood, quietly transfixed, as she let her eyes wander down the length of Ginny’s slim athletic body. Her breasts, so much smaller and firmer than her own Rose noted, stood high on her chest; the darker nipples already swollen and pointing. She left her gaze wander further down to the glistening downy red curls at the juncture of her slightly parted thighs; the dampness there set ablaze by the flickering fire so that it looked as if there were hundreds of tiny rubies lightly scattered amongst the curls. The mysteriously wonderful heady scent of “woman” floated on the still air.
Ginny licked her lips and looked questioningly at her friend. “Erm...so now what?”
Rosmerta had to shake her head a bit to bring herself back into the reality of the moment. A quick flick of her wand and she was as bare as Ginny as she crawled into the bed to lay next to the redhead who was now staring open mouthed at the sight of Rose’s magnificent breasts scant inches from her face.
“Oh my!” breathed Ginny whose face was turning a bright red. She seemed to stammer for a moment before she caught her words. “Sorry Rosy,” she whispered. “It’s just that I’ve never been naked like this with anybody before! It’s all kind of new and wonderful and...”
“Relax Ginny,” murmured Rose taking the young girls hand and placing it on her full white breast. “There’s no need to feel rushed or embarrassed. Just touch me as you touch yourself. You do touch yourself then don’t you?” she asked with a wicked grin.
Ginny’s face turned a bit redder. “Erm...yes. At night when I’m thinking of ...well...you know.”
Rose laughed. “It’s all right to say her name Luv. After all, the whole point of this is to give you the basics for you to use on your Hermione now isn’t it.”
“My Hermione,” Ginny whispered. “Oh how I wish that were true!”
“Well...if you keep on like that,” Rosmerta said with a small happy groan, “She’ll be yours forever! Oh! Ginny do you have any idea what your doing to me?”
Ginny looked confused for a bit until she realized that she had been playing with Rose’s nipple as they were talking. “Oi!” she cried out as she jerked her hand back. “Did I do something wrong?”
Rose took Ginny’s tiny hand and placed it back on her breast. “Oh no!” she breathed. “You were doing something very right! Yes, very right indeed!” She ran her long red nails lightly over Ginny’s breast and was rewarded by the sound of Ginny suddenly gasping. “Now then,” Rose whispered, “let’s try this now shall we?” She lowered her head and ran her tongue over Ginny’s diamond hard nipple; lightly running her tongue around it before letting it slip between her lips and sucking gently. Ginny’s back came off of the bed.
“Merlin!” gasped Ginny. “I had no idea!”
Rose chuckled evilly. “That’s just the start Luv! And then you can do this!”
“Oi!”
“And then move to here...”
“Oh GODS!”
“And when you’ve done that, there is this nerve right here...”
“Holy...shit!”
“And, while your sucking here you can let your hand wander down like this...”
“Ohhhhhhhhhhh!”
“Steady on Luv! That’s just the first few steps now.”
“NO! NEED MORE! Must have MORE!”
Ginny was huffing like the Hogwarts Express pulling into Platform Nine and Three Quarters, and Rose wasn’t far behind. Her lithe body was so tense she seemed to be attached to the bed only by her fingers grasping the sheets and her curled toes. Rose thought maybe she was going a bit too fast.
“Very well then, Ginny,” she moaned. “Now you do everything to me that I’ve just shown you.” Ginny proved, once again, that she was a fast study.
“Oi!” screamed Rosmerta. “Ginny! A woman’s tit isn’t a bloody Bludger Luv! Gently! Always gently!”
Ginny mumbled something that might have been an apology but Rose couldn’t be sure since Ginny’s mouth was currently stuffed with Rose’s ample left breast.
“Ahh yes!” she whispered hoarsely. “That’s better...much better indeed! Oh! Where did you learn that? Oh my!” Rose couldn’t be sure but it sounded like Ginny was humming, or something that sounded rather a lot like humming. It might have been giggling.
Rose lay back against the satin covered pillows as Ginny demonstrated that everything she had taught her, Ginny had taken to heart. Her soft blue eyes were closed and every nerve in her body was singing. She felt tiny but incredibly powerful hands parting her thighs and the sound of the humming moved.
“OH!” gasped Rose. “Ginny! I haven’t shown...shown you how to do ...oh my gods! Erm...we haven’t gotten that far...Ohhhh! Oh bugger all! You’re doing fine on your own Dear! Oh YES!” she screamed as she felt fingers penetrate her and a very busy tongue sucking and flicking on her swollen clit.
As her orgasm built, Rose couldn’t help but wonder what kind of a monster she had created and she suddenly felt very jealous of Hermione. However, by the time the fourth rolling orgasm hit her, she stopped worrying or thinking about most anything at all. There’s no doubt about it, she thought, this girl was simply born to...well, do what she was so obviously doing!
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Ginny swayed slightly on her feet as she stood in front of the painting covering the entrance to the Gryffindor Common Room. When Rose had noticed how late it was she hurriedly helped Ginny take a quick bath and get dressed. Unfortunately for Ginny, as they bathed and talked they also polished off most of a second bottle of Firewhiskey. Now she stood here arguing with the Fat Lady, who was more than a bit peeved about being roused from her slumbers at such a late hour and was not in a mind to be kind to a student out at this late hour when she should have been in hours ago.
“Whaddya mean that’s not the password” slurred a very pissed off and still a bit drunk Ginny. “I gave you the bloody password! Butterbeer!”
“Wrong!” sneered the Fat Lady as she pulled her dressing gown more tightly around her ample frame. “That was last weeks password.”
“Bugger!”
“Well I never!” she sniffed. “And, NO that’s not it either!”
Ginny tried to search her memory for the correct password but all she could think of was Rosmerta’s parting advice as she showed her the secret passage that lead back to Hogwarts. “Now remember Ginny. A bloke is different than a woman. There’s an old saying that a woman needs a reason while a bloke just needs a place! So remember, be gentle with Hermione. Chat her up. Be sweet. Remember she’s not a Bludger or a Snitch to be taken by force! You might try to be subtle...if you can. Be honest with her...tell her how you feel about her!”
Ginny shook her head to clear it and almost fell over. “Sorry,” she mumbled. “Ummm..Peppermint twist?”
“No!”
“Ginger snap?”
“Wrong!”
“Chocolate Frog!”
“No! Oh do hurry up. I want to go back to sleep!”
“Parsimonious? NO! Strawberry tart? NO! Bludger? NO! Snitch? NO! Ubiquitous?"
"NO!”
“Bloody Hell! Won’t you give me a hint here?” Ginny’s voice was rising.
“NO! NO! NO!”
“Now listen to me you great lumbering git! I can’t stand here all night guessing!”
“Can’t help you! Against the rules you know!”
“Ah FUCK!” Ginny cried.
“Most certainly not!” cried the Fat Lady as the door opened. Hermione’s head popped out. “Ginny? Is that you?”
Ginny’s mood brightened immediately. “Oh hi Hermione! Yeah it’s me. Let me in will you?”
Hermione stood aside as Ginny clambered through the access hole. She no sooner reached the warmth of the Common Room when she heard Hermione’s voice cut into her.
“Where have you been? Do you have any idea what time it is? Filch will have you flayed alive if he caught you out there so late!”
“S’ok Hermione,” sighed Ginny as she sank into one of the large leather chairs by the dying fire. “I’ll tell you all about it tomorrow. It’s been a hell of a day!”
“It is not all right Ginny! I’m a Prefect! I’m supposed to report you!” she hissed. She seemed to sniff the air and looked very suspicious. “Ginny Weasley! Have you been drinking?”
“Yep!” she answered with a slightly crooked grin. “But, with a good reason mind!”
Hermione massaged her temples. “Oh this just keeps getting better and better! First I see you trying to sneak into the Three Broomsticks, probably to meet some bloke of yours that I don’t know about and now you show up after curfew and drunk to boot. How in Merlin’s name am I supposed to ignore all of this?”
Ginny felt a little adrenaline rush and her head cleared instantly. “You saw me?”
Hermione suddenly looked a little sheepish. “Well yes, of course I saw you. I...erm...always see you. You are my best friend you know. That’s why I waited up for you just now.”
Ginny found her mind whirring. “That’s nice to know,” she said softly. “And, for your information, I wasn’t there to meet a bloke. I wanted to talk to Rosmerta about...about a problem I was having.”
Hermione looked concerned and sat on the chair with her friend. “Oh. I’m sorry Ginny. I just assumed..well, you know. Did Rosmerta help you with your...erm...problem.”
“Sort of,” Ginny laughed softly. “You see...there’s this person that I’m really attracted to, well, in love with actually, and I wasn’t sure what to do about it. I thought Rosmerta might be able to help me with some good advice.”
“Was her advice helpful?”
Ginny shrugged. She felt the room getting awfully warm even though the fire was almost out. “She told me to be honest and tell this person what I was feeling,” she said with a little shudder. “I told her I’m bollocks with all of that.”
Hermione laughed softly. “Not your strong suit that’s true. But Ginny? Why did you go to Rosmerta for advice? I thought that’s what...well that’s what friends are for. I must admit I feel a little hurt. Almost like you’re ignoring me or something.”
Ginny felt like a heel and gently took Hermione’s hand in hers. “Oh no Mione! It’s just that...well I couldn’t..well you see...” Ginny took a huge breath and stood, drawing Hermione up as well. She looked into Hermione’s deep brown eyes for many moments before speaking. “Mione, if I ask you a question will you answer honestly?"
“Of course Gin. What kind of friend would I be if I lied?”
Ginny’s mind raced with all of the advice Rose had given her. “Chat her up! Tell her how you feel!”
“Oh bugger,” sighed Ginny. “Mione do you really fancy my brother? I mean do you really love him?
Hermione looked surprised but her eyes never left Ginny’s face. “I do like him Gin. But, as to do I love him? Honestly, I don’t think so.”
Ginny nodded. “Well, that’s good! Now. Do you love Harry? I mean as in romantically?”
Hermione slowly shook her head but said nothing, her wide eyes still focused on Ginny’s.
Ginny slowly let out the breath she had been holding. “Mione? Do you think you could ever love...well I mean...I feel...well...oh bugger!” She pulled the taller girl to her, wrapping her within her arms and kissed her soundly on the lips. After a short lifetime they pulled apart and she could see the glow on Hermione’s smiling face. “Hermione! I love you! I have from the day I first met you and I always will! There! I’ve said it!”
Hermione was blushing furiously. Ginny thought it was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen in her life.
“Oh Gin!” Hermione whispered as she stroked Ginny’s cheek. “I thought you’d never say that! I’ve been waiting to hear that for so long I’d almost given up hope!”
The next kiss lasted for a very long time indeed. A very long time. When they finally broke apart Hermione looked at her new love and smiled a smile that would have put the rising sun to shame. “Now, where do you suppose we go from here Ginny my love?”
Ginny grinned as she held Hermione close. “I haven’t a clue,” she whispered softly. “But, isn’t it going to be fun figuring out the answer...together!”
The End
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Tags
- angelina/fleur/ginny/hermione/katie/pene
- bella/rita
- bellatrix lestrange / alice longbottom
- bellatrix/narcissa
- delores umbridge/arabella figg
- fleur/hermione/ginny
- ginny/hermione
- ginny/luna
- ginny/rosmerta
- hermione/fleur
- hermione/ginny
- hermione/millicent
- hooch / mcgonagall
- luna/ginny
- luna/hermione
- luna/tonks
- millicent bullstrode/pansy parkinson
- millicent/rosmerta
- mod post
- tonks / hooch
- umbridge/bulstrode
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