Hermnione listened intently as Ginny spoke about the difference between kissing a girl and kissing a boy. The words that were used fell into the stereotypical view of each sex. After having witnessed what she had between Parvati and Lavender it didn't come as any surprise when Ginny said the other girl's name. "It's not like her kissing girls is a secret," she chuckled. "What I want to know is why you didn't tell me about it sooner." After all Hermione knew all about the blokes in Ginny's life.
She reached out and placed a hand on Ginny's knee as the explanation flowed from her lips. "You didn't have to explain," she shrugged. "What I don't understand is what made you suddenly want to kiss a girl." So Hermione was lying right now at this moment sitting alone with Ginny talking about kisses and focusing on her lips, she knew what would make a girl want to kiss another girl. It was the same as what made you want to kiss a bloke, the curiosity of what it would be like to be even closer.
She leaned forward just slightly her hand lightly pressing on Ginny's leg as she did so. "I wouldn't know," she stated honestly her voice conveying a yearning that her words did not express.