Ginny could tell when Hermione was thinking hard. She always had the same look on her face, like she was solving a riddle or working on an artimancy problem. She knew that it would be harder than dating a boy, but she didn't care. She was a Gryffindor, after all.
Her heart beat in a happy thump when Hermione accepted her offer. "I would love it," she told the older girl lying atop her. Kissing her softly, she pondered where they should go, "I don't know, maybe we could sneak out, see a bit of London?" she asked, wondering if there were parts of Muggle London Hermione could introduce her to.
Gasping as her clit rubbed into Hermione, she shivered as the older girl say back slightly, "you are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen," she told the brunette, the curls spilling down her back and around her shoulders and she pressed into Ginny. Grinding herself into Hermione, she let one hand move from around her back and tweaked the pink nipple of Hermione's right breast.