Ginny buried her face deeper into the plush pillow under he head, her head felt like a ten ton weight. God she needed to stop drinking so much, it was starting to make her mornings complete shite. It took Ginny a moment to realize that the pillow she was currently using as a cave wasn’t her pillow. Suddenly the rest of her night drifted back into her memories and Ginny couldn’t help but smile. She buried her face deeper into the pillow and inhaled contentedly. It smelled like the blonde, and at the moment that was making Ginny grin like an idiot.
Stretching like a cat she rolled over and took in her surroundings. This was definitely a Slytherin’s home, dark green curtains, fancy furnishings, Ginny almost felt like royalty! But the flat was modest in a way and comfortable, Ginny rather liked it. Glancing to the other side of the bed, she noticed that her companion was absent but a note took her place. Smiling, Ginny rolled out of bed and located her pants and shirt (as well as the hangover potions she kept in her jacket pocket.
She finished pulling on her shirt as she entered the kitchen, she could smell something delicious cooking and she was ravenous. Certain, night time activities did that to the red head. She entered the kitchen to see the blonde standing at the stove wearing a sexy little blue robe. Grinning Ginny slipped up behind the blond and wrapped her arms around the woman’s waist.
“You know,” She said pulling the blonde close and murmuring in her ear. “My mum never looked sexy using her wand to make breakfast. But you make it look seductive as hell.”