Ginny cast a look out of the corner of her eye at Hermione. She couldn't help but grin like the cat who'd just eaten the canary. Who knew that if they just kissed that Hermione would have been such an enthusiastic participant? Why the bloody hell had Ginny waited so long?!
Glad she admitted to the moaning, Ginny wondered how she could get Hermione to say more. It was a thrill that they had both gotten a bit antsy from the snogging. Though she was still a little afraid she had gone too far and too fast.
Her cheeks tinted pink at Hermione's question. Had it been that obvious? She paused and chewed her bottom lip. "A little while," she confessed. "Once you started to like it...then really like it...that's when it got hard." She turned to look at Hermione. "At least, it really seemed like you liked it?"
"You...don't?" she asked, a little surprised. Ginny paused. "Well, we don't need to rush anything but...that could really fun," she said, trying not to seem overly enthusiastic.