"Well, I might know if there was anyone that you might be stalking," Ginny said with a smirk. "I mean, I am a girl. So, you couldn't be stalking me, right?" Her question was clearly trying to feel Sara out. While it wasn't unheard of for girls to fancy other girls or at least experiment, it wasn't very common as far as Ginny knew.
"What are you complaining about then?" Ginny said with a laugh. Moving behind Sara, Ginny pushed lightly on her shoulders to get her to sit. Gently, she began to run her fingers through Sara's hair to fan it out.
She could tell that she'd hit a nerve with Sara. Ginny just wasn't sure if it was in a way that would keep that tension between them building or not. "Not as good as me," Ginny cooed. "Though, still pretty good." She hoped she had played her cards right.
"Well, how am I supposed to know?" Ginny responded in a tone more befitting Hermione than herself. "I used to love to braid everyone's hair when I was a first year. But, since I am only fourth year until tomorrow, how am I supposed to know what fifth and sixth year girls do?"
"Too bad I don't have someone to show me," Ginny sighed dramatically as she kept playing with Sara's hair. Moving a little closer to her, the swell of her small breasts brushed against Sara's back.