"Hermione." She looked up from her book to see Ginny standing over her, brows furrowed and arms crossed.
"Ginny," Hermione repeated in the same tone.
Clearly Ginny was attempting to act annoyed at Hermione's lack of support during her embarrassment the previous night.
"Oh, shut up, you!" Ginny uncrossed her arms and rolled her eyes.
Hermione laughed and motioned for her to sit down on the chair beside her.
"So?" Hermione looked towards Ginny, smiling mischievously.
"Yes, I got it," Ginny told her in a whisper.
"And?" she said to Ginny who was looking away with a dreamy expression on her face.
"I saw Harry." Her voice was soft and her eyes were glazing over.
"Did he see you?"
"No," Ginny replied, her voice slightly higher pitched and still soft.
Hermione looked at her incredulously. She didn't need to ask.
saw him in his boxer shorts…" Ginny trailed away, and she was grinning
mischievously, her eyes were bright and looking straight at Hermione.
Hermione pulled a face; she definitely didn't want to know that.
"Don't tell me, he's like my brother!" Hermione squealed as Ginny started to speak again.
Ginny laughed. "Well I never complain, when you harp on about my brother!"
Hermione looked affronted. "I do not harp on about your brother!"
Ginny raised her eyebrows and tilted her head, giving Hermione her best "you liar" stare.
"You don't like him then?" Ginny questioned peering straight into the depths of Hermione's eyes, trying to catch her out.
blushed furiously under Ginny's gaze. "I didn't say that," she mumbled
looking around to see if anyone could have heard her admitting
Ginny squealed triumphantly. Hermione widened her eyes and motioned for Ginny to quieten down. Ginny only laughed again.
should tell him how you feel," her voice was now calmer, more mature
and held a tone of seriousness that Hermione didn't hear from Ginny
often. "I know he feels the same way."
dense, she knew Ron harboured some kind of misguided feelings for her,
this was in fact what kept her going every day. At Ginny's words
however, she blushed once more before shaking her head slowly.
could all go wrong, I mean…" She stumbled uncertainly at her words and
struggled at what to tell Ginny. "I need him, Ginny." Her eyes were
sorrowful and full of fear.
"He's not going anywhere!" Ginny whispered exasperatedly. " I know he wants this more than anything!"
what?" Hermione was careful with her words; she wanted Ginny to say it.
So that she knew she couldn't misinterpret the meaning.
rolled her eyes. "YOU!" Her voice was piercing through the silence that
had engulfed the common room, and Hermione heard a faint echo of the
She flinched, looking around once more.
"It's only us here, Hermione, don't be afraid. Somebody has to knock some sense into one of you two, and it's your last year!"
could think of nothing to snap back at her. "I can't, Gin." It was a
whisper; so quiet that Hermione was sure Ginny had not heard it.
was finally night. The night that all the girls had been waiting for,
with an increased anticipation following the knowledge this morning
that informed them that Ginny had been entirely successful in getting
hold of Harry's boxer shorts.
Hermione was now on her bed, lying on her front, listening to the other girls question Ginny.
"Did you get it?"
"What do they look like?"
"Can we see?"
"Can I hold it?"
questioning only stopped when Parvati entered the room. She held up her
hands and motioned Ginny to come and sit beside her.
Hermione shook her head slightly and laughed. Ginny stayed exactly where she was.
you get it?" Parvati was obviously trying to uphold her serious manner
but her voice held a hint of excitement and the words came from her
mouth in the form of a high pitched squeal.
Hermione snorted, behind the pages of the thick volume, earning a glare from Parvati.
took from behind her a bag, and reached into it. Seconds later she held
up the garment. Hermione looked up and burst into a fit of giggles.
In Ginny's hands was a pair of pink boxer shorts covered in little mini golden snitches.
the girls saw the garment there was an eruption of laughter in the
room. Hermione had a stitch from the laughter and couldn't help but
feel a little sorry for Harry.
Ginny held up her hands, and slowly the laughter resided.
"Very good!" Parvati was wiping the tears away from her eyes. "Anything else to tell us?"
saw Ginny contemplate the question and smiled slightly. She was
obviously debating whether or not to tell the house about Harry's lack
of clothing. She opted to be kind and to limit the embarrassment the
boxers had caused Harry.
"Yes," she answered, now smirking.
"When I got there, I had to check the beds, you know to see which trunk
was his…" her voice trailed of tantalisingly, and many girls in the
"Let us just say that I don't care if he owns these."
my God!" The girls were all giggling now, and though Hermione found it
quite disturbing to be in a room where nearly half the girls were
swooning over Harry, she couldn't help but shoot a smile at Ginny.
Harry did not need to be shunned by half the house, and Ginny knew
"I'm not telling you more, because it's not my
business, but I wouldn't make fun of him." Ginny declared to the group,
some of which began to moan at the injustice of it. Ginny laughed.
"All right, point taken, Ginny." Parvati was back to her serious self and once again sharing a secret smile with Lavender.
looked at Ginny quickly to see if the other girl had caught the look,
and by the scared look on her face, it was apparent that she had.
"Okay. What do I have to do with them?"
Parvati smirked. "Give them back, of course,"
Hermione watched Ginny carefully and had to suppress yet another laugh at the petrified look that had overcome her features.
"But… but then he'll know I took them!" Ginny had lost her cool, calm attitude and looked positively green.
"That's the point!" Piped up Lavender and at this a bout of quiet laughter burst from the room.
she whispered, and in a flash she disappeared from the room. As she
left, there was a scuttle to the door and they all were silent, trying
to hear what was going on. It took less than five minutes before Ginny
appeared back, flush and embarrassed but smiling.
"He was so embarrassed!" Ginny squealed, "it really was quite adorable." The others laughed.
said Lavender, moving past Parvati and once again holding the box.
"This time we pick two names. These people are the ones who have to
initiate a kiss." As she said this, her eyes sparkled and her voice
crackled with excitement. "After this, we all just watch the fun."
leant back on her bedpost next to Ginny, who now was looking a lot more
comfortable and watched as Lavender extracted a name from the bag. As
her eyes glanced over to it she let out a loud laugh and passed the
parchment to Parvati. She glanced at it and looked straight at
Hermione stood up. "No, no please."
Parvati grinned. "Oh yes."
Hermione glared at Parvati, and her heart beat hard against her chest.
is your chance Granger," Parvati had now dropped the formalities and
was smiling kindly at her. "Come on, we all know how much you want to
kiss Ron," Parvati urged and Hermione coughed loudly when she heard his
She stuttered a few times but couldn't stop the
number of hands that pushed her out of the room and then down a few of
She looked back at the door and cursed silently
to herself. Breathing in deep breaths, she contemplated a way out of
the situation. It didn't matter that it was Ron. The fact that it was Ron actually made it worse she though to herself.
It's true her mind argued she did want to kiss Ron… But she was petrified out of her mind. She wasn't the type of girl who could just kiss somebody.
"I know he feels the same way,"
Hermione heard Ginny's voice clearly in her mind, and she shook her
head, trying to stop the nagging voice from affecting her decisions.
had reached the bottom of the stairs. She knew what she would do, she
would just tell Ron. He was her best friend after all and she would
just explain to him that it was just a ridiculous dare. As she looked
around the room, her breath caught and suddenly she was very aware that
she was only wearing her pyjamas. Steeling herself, she bound forward
to where she could make out the flash of Weasley red hair.
"Can I talk to you, Ron?" She stood before him, twiddling her fingers in embarrassment as she said it.
sure." His quiet mumble was all she needed before grabbing his wrist
and pulling him quickly out of the common room and into the corridor
As she looked up at him Ginny's voice erupted in her mind once more.
bit her lip. The words had been haunting her all day. She had even been
unable to study as the words had infiltrated her mind and feeding the
fire of hope within her heart.
"Don't be afraid. Somebody has to knock some sense into one of you two, and it's your last year!"
It was due to those thoughts racing around her mind that she resolved to do it, and so she stepped closer to him.
what did you want to talk about?" Ron's voice was slightly nervous and
Hermione bit her lip again, and suddenly she felt her nerve slip slowly
away. She couldn't bear it. His eyes were full of confusion but there
was also concern. Concern for her. Butterflies exploded in her stomach
as he brought a hand roughly through his hair.
She closed her eyes.
I-" She faltered. "I can't," she whispered, mirroring her words to
Ginny earlier. She looked up into his deep blue eyes and melted. He was
very close to her; in fact she could count the freckles on his face
properly. Being closer was much better than being far away; from here
she could clearly smell the scent of him. Looking into his eyes,
she could see the love there, she was sure of it, and so she pushed
away all of her fears to look up to him.
"I can just show
you," she murmured. She breathed in and brought a hand to his neck and
pulled him slowly down. Then, standing on her tiptoes, she nervously
placed her lips upon his. Happiness swelled inside her as she felt the
warmth of his lips on hers. She almost moaned when immediately he
rested his hands on her back and neck. As he began to play with the
hair curling on the nape of her neck, she drew away, smiling ever so
slightly at the dazed look on his face.
She disappeared back to the common room, just in time to see Parvati break off a kiss with Dean.
They both walked to the stairs and disappeared into the dormitory.
they were bombarded with questions from the other girls. They all sat
enraptured as Parvati drew up a full-blown account of her kiss and how
Dean had reacted.
Hermione simply moved to sit on her bed and
close her eyes dreamily. She was shaking. Ginny broke away from the
throng surrounding Parvati and sat beside her, offering her a bag of
Bertie Botts Every Flavour Beans.
Gratefully, Hermione took one, though recoiling at the unwanted taste.
"Hermione?" Ginny's voice was soothing and tentative, and she shook her shoulder.
Hermione broke out of her daze and looked at Ginny.
"I kissed him." It was barely a whisper but Ginny heard it.
Ginny smiled and hugged her friend.
didn't kiss back," Hermione's voice was now reaching its dreamlike
state again, and for a second she realised the impact of these words
she turned to Ginny with shock in her eyes.
Ginny began to comfort her friend but was suddenly cut off but the
sound of a large wailing downstairs and a strangled yell.
The rest of the girls looked at each other in glee. A boy had obviously tried to come up.
Ginny looked to Hermione, her eyes gleaming and her face widening with a maddening smile.
"I'll give you one guess to the idiot who caused this racket," she stated before covering her ears.
Hermione smiled nervously, and slowly lifted a finger to her lip. She held her breath as Parvati went to see who it was.
A/N- yay one more chapter and this is finished!!
Thanks for the reviews and especially to my beta Katie, who rocks!! :D