Hermione’s mind began to spin. What would people think? Did she care what they thought? People looked at her like she was daft when she talked about S.P.E.W and when she told people that everyone should have rights. Didn’t she and Ginny have rights? Rights to see whomever they wished? Hermione knew they did, she knew equally well that people were as likely to accept her and Ginny as a “legitimate couple” as they were to sign a petition for S.P.E.W.
“I’d like that,” Hermione admitted a little bashfully. She still wasn’t sure exactly what it would mean and how they would act, but they could discuss that later. “Where should I take my new girlfriend on our first date?” she asked with a coy smile.
It was getting harder and harder to think as Ginny ground against her. Feeling her folds pulled and pressed, Hermione moaned softly. Leaning back, she found the sensation was even better. Resting on her elbow, she stared at Ginny.
A little amazed, she gasped, “This feels so good…”