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A Cytherea game of hide-and-seek	By : Tenshinhan Category: Harry Potter > FemSlash - Female/Female Views: 32789 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Hermione ignored this question completely; instead she looked up at the roof, now playing lightly whit Ginny’s nipples, airily commenting: “Don’t you think it’s funny that in an overtly straight relationship; both subjects turn out to be gay or bisexual? It seems to be rather ironic, don’t you think?”

Ginny, who felt contempt enough to look up at the roof (but didn’t play with any nipples), shrugged with her shoulders, and thought. After thinking, she answered: “We loved each other a lot, in every way possible. It was after a rather long time – two years, I think – Harry began to feel uncomfortable.” She took a deep breath, as if the subject was heavy for her. “Some things evolve slowly, and some thoughts take a long, long time to put together. Harry didn’t have time to be confused during his teens, but as things slowed down, the realization grew…”

“When did you know?” Hermione asked, still a bit airy. “When was it obvious inside the bubble?”

“The bubble? Are you high? Did my nipples change something deeply grounded in you?” Ginny raised her eyebrows, to go with the comment. This subtle action also broke (somewhat) the more serious air that had made its way into the room.

“I knew what when he told me, and why. Before that I could only watch as he suffered. Somehow, he’d told me afterwards, he hadn’t believed it was an issue worth taking seriously; was he wrong….” Ginny said. However, when she finished talking, she lightly punched Hermione on the arm, disrupting Hermione’s way down Ginny again. “And by the way, I have a beef with you: for all I know I was straight when I woke up this morning. Only conclusion I can find to my new found preference is that you drugged me somehow, to make your body seem male to me. Messed with your hormones, maybe. Or mine for that matter”

Before Hermione had a chance to argue heavily against Ginny’s accusation, Ginny went on: “But that seems to be unlikely. Maybe I have been bi-curious all this time; I didn’t even think about blowing you off when… when it all happened.”

Hermione was still silent; she apparently did not see the need to talk when Ginny got such a great conversation going just by herself.

“Can you really call yourself bi-curious after doing something like this?” Ginny asked, after a minute’s silence.

“Does it matter what you call yourself, or why you call yourself that?” Hermione asked back. “I don’t believe it is that important what you define yourself as, most important is that you are comfortable”

“Wow, you have really changed since school” Ginny said, as soon as Hermione went silent. “I can still not believe that you would say thing as that, when in school you were all for defining things… Can’t say you took a wrong turn.”

Hermione stopped playing with Ginny’s nipples, sat up and swiftly rolled up over Ginny. She looked down, and said: “Yeah, yeah. No need to linger on thoughts like that.” She bent down, so that her nose almost touched Ginny’s. “I do believe you are ready for round two, and thus I think it is time for your first diving lesson”

And she kissed Ginny; deeply. So deeply that it startled Ginny enough so that she did not react at all when Hermione then heaved herself forward, placing herself so that Ginny were in the most perfect spot to kiss Hermione’s vagina instead.

“So, teacher, what should I do?” Ginny said, drawing out the word teacher to make it…. naughty. Hermione, who certainly liked all parts naughty now, started an explanation:

“There is a million and one things you could do, but don’t worry; one rule covers almost everything.” As she said this, she slowly lowered her pelvic until she could feel Ginny’s tongue nervously touching her skin (nervously as tongues often feel in moments like these). “Get to know me, and then do everything you can to touch me, to pleasure me.” And Ginny could not see, but Hermione smiled.

“It is as easy as that.”

Ginny took this to heart, and as she knew Hermione, she could imagine what would go. She began licking lightly, even if she used more weight at the beginning than Hermione had, and sooner than later she increased the pressure. As she licked, Hermione thrust her pelvic down, lightly at first, then with more and more force. Soon Ginny could not be under her anymore, so she took a tight grip on Hermione’s legs, and turned her around before Hermione could do anything about it. Even before she could say something Ginny was down again, making the whole movement fast and smooth and ending with a nice, heavy lick on Hermione’s clit. Instead of pressing down, she now arched up. Seemed like Ginny was a quite competent judge of character.

“Oh, damn, you are not too bad at that. Who would’ve known?” Hermione managed to gasp. “Try finger – oh god – inside!”

Ginny, being the student and all, took to her words and, after licking it herself, gently pushed in a finger and wiggled it around. This made a loud groan escape from Hermione’s lips, and Ginny was afraid she had hurt her friend until she heard the words “more… one more…” mumbled.

Ginny pushed in a second finger, and moved them then in rhythm with her tongue, which seemed particularly effective. Soon she had to hold Hermione down with weight in her muscles to be able to lick her, as the girl-who’d-read-more-books-than-seventh-grade-combined thrashed round more and more the closer she came. With the combined effort from the licking and the fingering Hermione soon wailed out in pleasure, arching higher than she could, screaming out her orgasm.

“OH GOOOOOOOOOOD – OH GOD – OH GOD – OH MY FUCKIIING GOOOD!” And cue books exploding, even if Hermione seemed to enhance the effect now that she came; not only books exploded, but bookcases, and in a very cheering sort of way. Ginny could not help but get distracted and Hermione fell down, overpowered by her own pleasure. This time it was her who laid there panting, unable to catch her breath; and she did not seem to mind at all. She looked up at Ginny, who sat at the end dumbfounded, surrounded by flying bits of paper, and Hermione could not help but laugh. She gave up a laugh, so warm and happy, that Ginny could not do anything but get smitten, and she started laughing as well.

As they laughed, both encouraging each other to laugh more and more, the sun smiled with them, and on its long way down, it did not seem the girls would stop laughing at all.

But they did, of course, and time was about to go back to its room and fall asleep, and the girls felt compelled to follow.

“Why did you do all this?” Ginny asked, while the two girls were getting dressed. “Is this some sort of obvious way to say I-love-you that I just don’t get?”

Hermione laughed.

“No, that’s not it.” She buttoned her bra, while smiling warmly at nothing in particular. “Not that I don’t love you; I do. It’s just that this isn’t about that kind of love.”

“So what was this for you, then?” Ginny asked, with a beginning tone of hurt in her voice. “Just sex; just another pussy to lick?”

“You might say that, yes. I don’t want to be together with you, as a couple” Hermione dragged her skirt up. “I just want you”

Hermione, who was fully dressed now, started walking towards the door. “I want to be as close to those I love as possible, and how do you get closer to each other without being a couple?”

“I don’t know.” Ginny said (still fully undressed).

”You become lovers.” Hermione left with those parting words, leaving a vey, very confused Ginny behind her (who still was very naked, mind), and , in the shadow of her steps, a single garter hovering.

The door closed, and Ginny still could not believe what had happened, as she began to dress.

“Fuck; the war changed her.”

*><* Time later. Maybe a day, or so? *><*

Hermione and Ginny were walking down the corridor, as they were heading for the big hall while discussing their latest classes. As their discussion about the weight of charms versus transfiguration in the world of a twelve year old seemed to dwindle; Hermione instead brought up the next session of hide-and-seek. Then it was Ginny’s turn to hide something from Luna, and Hermione, who had inclined more than once that she would like to keep on this latest trend in their games, and therefore had suggested various more or less naughty ways to encourage Luna to join them, was very interested in Ginny’s plan.

Ginny had after some time also felt that she wanted to do that more, both with Hermione and others (others being mostly Luna, and maybe Neville), and she had a plan for the scrawny blonde.

“So what will you hide?” Hermione asked. Ginny seemed to ponder about, before making up her mind. She skipped some meters ahead Hermione, turned around, and said brightly: “I will just hide you.
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A Cytherea game of hide-and-seek