ginny weasley is cuter than a guinea pig (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} born_a_lion) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} wished,@ 2009-10-16 22:46:00 |
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WHAT: talkin
WHERE: Hermione's dorm
WHEN: Friday night/Saturday morning after this
WARNINGS/RATING/STATUS: None/PG/Ongoing
Ginny wasn't able to sleep in Hermione's bed any better than she had in her own or Sam's and she sat up, punching the pillow angrily. She still imagined she could feel the softness of Sam's lips against hers and let out a groan. As if life hadn't been confusing enough, this had to happen?!
She couldn't deny, however, that she had enjoyed the kiss. Nor could she deny how Sam made her feel. What did that mean, however? That she should just give up on Harry and -- Ginny snorted and flopped back onto her back. Harry had made it perfectly clear how he felt about her. Non snogging friends, indeed.
Sitting back up, Ginny rolled over onto her stomach roughly, yanking the covers over her head and grumbling to herself. She heard an annoyed sigh from outside the curtains and gnawed on Hermione's pillow, not wanting to get kicked out of her friend's dorm.
"Damnit all to fucking hell," Ginny cursed liberally, against the fabric of the pillow. She wanted to go back to Sam and curl up beside her and not think about what had just happened but that was CLEARLY not an option. "I hate EVERYTHING." She grumbled loudly, flopping back onto her back and resisting the urge to kick her feet like a petulant child.