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Her Awful Secret	By : SuperJ95877 Category: Harry Potter > FemSlash - Female/Female > Hermione/Ginny Views: 21460 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Lusty Thoughts
- 2-Lost without Her
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*A/N Please read and review, I'm back with this new story to tell and I hope that you all enjoy it immensely. Should be a decently long read and very enjoyable and arousing. <3 you all.
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To Ginny, Grimmauld Place seemed more pleasant than her parent's humble abode in Devon. The Black family had so many trinkets, paintings and well-made items. Even though they were very old, they were still more decent tarnished than were her belongings at home, where things were second, third and even fourth-hand.
I'd live here even though its a secret hideout for the Order she thought to herself longingly, picking up an old miniature music box from a drawer she was cleaning out. She opened it up, listening to the soft lullaby it played. She knew that at anytime the hideout could be revealed as the hub for the Order of the Phoenix, but that did not dissuade her from wanting to call this place home.
For the most part though, it was spending time with Hermione that she was enjoying the most. Their friendship had been growing ever closer as the weeks went on living at Grimmauld. They stayed in the same room together, laughed together, ate together and even slept in the same bed as each-other. Thinking about Hermione, Ginny began to blush.
“We could really be an item” she giggled quietly. Taken aback by what had just come out of her own mouth, she shook her head. We're just friends. Really close friends she thought, though she hardly believed her own words that were attempting to keep her feelings at bay. In truth, this sudden attraction to Hermione was not new. She had felt it ever since she had first met her at the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall after her sorting on her first day at Hogwarts.
She could not explain these feelings, why they suddenly gripped her heart just for Hermione in particular. Maybe it was that page of that dirty mag of those two girls going at it that I saw open on George's bed she smirked. A few years back at The Burrow, she had come up the stairs to say goodnight to George; absent, she saw a magazine lay open on his bed. She glimpsed it, wide-eyed, then rushed back to her room, blushing. She could never get it out of her mind since, the way the two women lovingly kissed, their hands at each-others pussies, flush with excitement. The closeness of Hermione in the recent month had brought these thoughts and feelings to the surface. She thought of her as she idly twiddled a small ring from the drawer in her hand.
She has never been attracted to another girl before, or since; She has never met a girl more wonderful and lovely since. Biting her lip, she let her thoughts run wild, unable to contain them as they burst fourth in her mind like a waterfall. She thought of Hermione's lovely hair, her dark brown eyes, her petite breasts, nipples rising to meet her fingers as she slowly undressed her best friend in her mind.
Ginny leaned back against the wall of the room, closing her eyes. She let her fingers glide down over the front of her jeans, pressing lightly into her clit, rubbing over it softly. Oh Hermione...she let out a soft moan, imagining Hermione in front of her, naked, leaning in to kiss her softly on the lips; Hermione flitting her tongue in and out of her mouth, pressing her breasts up against hers, their mounds touching, rubbing together sensually as Ginny let out a louder moan, moving a hand up to squeeze her left nipple gently...
“Ginny dear! Dinner is served!” she heard her mother beckon from downstairs. Ginny froze; snapping her eyes open, moving her hands down to her sides like a flash of lightning as if someone had caught a glimpse of her. Startled, she answered her mother quickly. “C-Coming mother!” She walked out of the room and began descending the stairs, thinking to herself that she had to find some way to tell Hermione about how she felt. She sighed softly, reaching the base of the stairs, flipping her hair back and entering the dining room. Everyone was already eating as her mother greeted her.
“Ginny dear, we couldn't find you around!” she said with a worried look.
Ginny smiled softly, “There are so many rooms in this house mum, sorry. Whats for dinner?”
“Your mum made an excellent Lancashire Hotpot Gin!” Ginny looked at the end of the table, catching a glimpse of Hermione at one of the end seats waving her over smiling brightly. She blushed softly, walking over to a seat next to her and sitting down. She grabbed one of the pots of food and scooped some onto her plate.
“Your mum is going to make me burst with all this amazing food she makes” Hermione said, sighing and patting her tummy. Ginny watched her pat her tummy, wishing the hand was a bit lower and that it was hers. She realized what she was thinking and in turn stifled her feelings. Later on, she thought. Don't bring up your feelings now at the dinner table with everyone around. She distracted herself by watching Harry and Ron laugh at some joke they were telling between eachother and smiled.
She was determined to release these feelings and share them with Hermione. But how?
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