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A/N: So, it's been a while. I can't apologise enough about the extended pause on this story... Like I've said in my most recent updates, this past year has been an incredibly busy one. That, and I received a review on the last chapter that made me incredibly angry... I think it may have had an effect on my inspiration, which is stupid because normally I don't let reviews like that get to me. There is a response to that review after this chapter, that insults Twilight (Twilight-lovers, you are warned), so if you have no interest in that, just skip the bolded part at the very end.

Anyway! I'm very pleased to present to you Chapter 13 of Unfamiliar Spell. It may go a little too far towards the end, but this is just where the words took me, and I like it... This is dedicated to the lovely Olivia, who will be having a birthday in a couple weeks time. If I don't update on here before then... Happy Birthday gorgeous! Thank you for being an amazing muse :)

Apologies for any mistakes, this has not been beta-ed! Please remember to review after you read guys, only ten more reviews before we hit the big 300!

Unfamiliar Spell

Hermione and Ginny spent much of that day seeing apartments. Both women were starting to feel a strange sort of despair that the whole process would take much longer than they'd hoped, before the real estate agent led them to the last apartment of the day.

"So, this one has four bedrooms, two baths, a kitchen and dining room, and a large living area," she said, unlocking the front door and walking through. "The price is a little more than you wanted to spend, but there is enough room for you and your children when they come to stay."

Hermione nodded, walking past the real estate agent through to the rest of the apartment, with Ginny following with a dejected look on her face.

"I don't know if..." Ginny started to say, trailing off as she entered the living room and looking around in awe. It was huge.

"You don't know if what?" Hermione asked, looking around and frowning slightly. She looked back at Ginny to find her with a dazed grin on her face. Hermione smiled slightly, "Gin?"

"This is it," she said quietly, so the agent couldn't hear. "I don't care if it's more than we wanted to spend, I'll make it up. This is it."

"Don't make any rash decisions until we've seen every room, okay?" Hermione said, still smiling at her.

Ginny nodded, walking off to inspect the other rooms, while Hermione walked to the windows facing down onto the street. There was a small balcony out there, and when she opened the doors and stepped out onto it, she realised she could see the dome of St Paul's Cathedral in the distance. She sighed and grinned happily to herself, leaning forward on the railing; this was it.

An hour later, the papers were signed and Hermione and Ginny were handed the keys to their new home together.

"I can't believe it!" Ginny exclaimed as soon as they were outside, jumping on Hermione and hugging her tightly. "I can't believe we found the perfect place!"

Hermione laughed, hugging her back, "I know."

"The only thing I have to do now is talk to the team and we can go!" Ginny squealed, pulling back and kissing her cheek, grinning happily at her.

Hermione laughed again, "Alright. What are we going to do now, then?"

"Well, it's almost dinner time, and I know where a lot of the girls go to for dinner. We can go there to eat and I'll talk to them!"

"You're so excited," Hermione said, grinning at the younger woman.

"I just can't wait to get out of this country and see some of the rest of the world," Ginny said, taking Hermione's hand and pulling her down the street. "Seriously, Harry never wanted to travel, and mum and dad could never afford to take us overseas."

"Well, tomorrow we'll go straight to the Ministry and organise the trip."

"I'm so happy we're doing this. It's going to be so good to get away for a while, I just wish we could leave now," she said, smiling happily and squeezing Hermione's hand.

Hermione smiled back at her, "It does feel good to know we'll be out of here soon."

"So, let's go quickly to tell the girls," Ginny said impatiently, tugging on Hermione's hand.

The brunette smiled, "Alright, alright. Lead the way!"

"Hey Pete, are the girls here yet?" Ginny asked the bartender as she led Hermione through the small pub towards the back.

"A few of them are," he replied, smiling at her. "How are you, Ginny? We haven't seen you in a while."

"I'm good, I just need to talk to them. I don't suppose we could get some food brought around to us?"

"For the star chaser on the Holyhead Harpies, anything," he said, winking at her.

"Thanks," she said, smiling at him. Taking hold of Hermione's hand again, they both made their way through to the back of the pub, where a small group of women were sitting around a booth.

"Ginny!" one of them exclaimed, standing up and rushing over to hug her tightly. "What're you doing here? I thought Harry wasn't letting you out of the house."

Ginny smiled grimly, "That's kind of what I'm here to talk to you about, Gail. Are the others coming?"

"They should be here soon. Let's sit and we can chat until they get here. How've you been, Hermione?"

"I'm fine," Hermione said, smiling at her. "You?"

"Great. Can't wait for the season to start back up again, I'm getting bored," she said, smiling happily at her.

Half an hour later, the rest of the team had shown up, and Hermione and Ginny had scoffed down the fish and chips that the bartender had brought them. Soon enough, it was time for Ginny to tell the girls what was going on.

"So, I've got a little announcement to make," Ginny said, looking at the team seriously.

"Is everything okay?" one of them asked, frowning at her slightly.

"It will be," Ginny said, smiling at her. "I've left Harry."

There was a small silence before Gail said, "Thank God, it's about time."

"Gail!" one of them exclaimed, smacking her arm softly.

"Oh come on, Gwen, we're all thinking it."

"It's okay, guys," Ginny said quickly, "Gail's right, it's about time."

"What happened?" Gwen asked, leaning forward and looking concerned.

"He's been cheating," Ginny said, shrugging slightly. "So, I'm done."

"Good on you," Gail said, smiling at her. "He wasn't good enough for you anyway."

Ginny smiled weakly back at her, "So you say about every guy."

"If he's not going to respect you enough to the point where he'd keep it in his pants, then he's a dickhead, and he doesn't deserve you," Hermione said quietly, glancing at Gail as she spoke.

Ginny nudged Hermione gently, letting her hand drop down to her knee and squeezed it gently. Hermione smiled slightly, placing her hand on top of Ginny's.

"Was that all you wanted to tell us?" one of Ginny's teammates asked, smirking slightly as they all watched Hermione and Ginny together.

"Well, we wanted to tell you before the papers got wind of it," Ginny said reasonably, tearing her eyes away from Hermione's, "but I also wanted to get away from everything for a month. Hermione and I plan on taking a holiday on the mainland."

"Without Ron?" Gail asked.

"Well, that's the other thing," Ginny said slowly.

"I've left Ron as well," Hermione said, shrugging slightly.

"So, you two are finally single again!" Gail exclaimed, smiling widely and clapping her hands together.

"Yes, and we'll be single for a little while longer," Ginny said, laughing softly and shaking her head at her teammate. "In any case, I just wanted to let you guys know that I won't be coming to practice for a month."

"That's alright, I'm sure we'll manage without you for a month. Do the kids know yet?"

Ginny sighed heavily and shook her head, "No, but we're both hoping that they won't hear anything about it at Hogwarts until we get back home."

"Well, we'll keep this information under our hats, so don't you worry about that. When did you plan on leaving?"

"Tomorrow," the redhead said, smiling happily. "Paris, Barcelona, Rome and Athens. I'll be back in time for the summer training."

"Take as much time as you want," Gwen said, looking at her sympathetically.

"I think this calls for a celebration," Gail said, gesturing to one of the waiters. "A round for everyone here on my tab, please, and keep them coming."

Ginny grinned and looked at Hermione, "I suppose we can stay for a drink or two."

"We both need a drink after the past few days," Hermione said, smiling back at her.

After a few more than two drinks, Hermione and Ginny stumbled out of the pub, giggling and holding onto each other for support.

"I haven't drunk like that since I was in my twenties," Hermione said happily, accidentally bumping into Ginny as they stepped out onto the pavement, and almost causing both of them to fall over.

"Careful, Hermione," Ginny giggled, "We don't want to fall over and break our necks right before we go on our trip."

"I used to be able to handle my alcohol much better than this," Hermione muttered thoughtfully, focusing very hard on the ground in front of her as they wandered down the street.

Ginny snorted, "I don't remember you ever being able to handle your alcohol."

"Hey!" Hermione exclaimed, punching her in the shoulder and stumbling again. "I used to be very good at it."

"What about the time when you decided to try and teach Ron how to levitate again, but ended up sending everything flying to the other side of the room?" Ginny asked, giggling at the memory.

"I did not!" Hermione exclaimed, glaring through blurry eyes at Ginny.

"Did too, you accidentally gave Harry a cut on his forehead next to his scar."

"I do not remember that," Hermione murmured, frowning heavily.

"The next day you woke up with a splitting headache and asked everyone why they had to make such a mess of your living room," Ginny pointed out, grinning widely as Hermione stopped walking to think very hard.

"Oh!" the brunette exclaimed again after a second, "I just thought that someone had decided to play a game of Quidditch in there."

"Well, we did that too, but you were the one who caused most of the mess," Ginny said, smiling as she put an arm around Hermione's shoulders.

Hermione giggled and leaned into the redhead, "Alright, so a good amount of alcohol doesn't necessarily agree with me. But at least I'm a happy drunk."

"That's true. How are we going to get home?"

"We could apparate," Hermione suggested.

Ginny laughed, "Not in the state we're in."

"Then we should floo home, we just have to go back to the pub," the brunette said, spinning the pair of them around to walk back to the pub.

"I hope we'll be okay to travel tomorrow," Ginny said as they almost stumbled again.

"We'll be fine," Hermione said, patting her stomach reassuringly. "We just need to sleep."

"I just remembered why I hate flooing," Ginny grumbled as she stumbled out of the fireplace at the Burrow a little while later.

Hermione giggled as she helped her up, "It's better than splinching ourselves."

"Yeah, but now I'm all sooty," the redhead sighed, inspecting her clothing.

"Then let's have a shower before going to bed," Hermione suggested, yawning widely as they began to make their way up the stairs towards Ginny's room.

"Together?" Ginny asked as she followed Hermione.

"What?" Hermione asked, stopping in her tracks and turning to look down at the redhead.

The redhead grinned sheepishly, "If we showered together it'd be done quicker."

Hermione bit her lip, "But you'd see me naked."

Ginny snorted at her, "I've seen you naked before."

"When have you seen me naked?!"

"Shhh," Ginny shushed her, suddenly remembering that her parents were asleep, and pushing her to make her continue walking up the stairs.

"When have you seen me naked?" Hermione repeated, whispering the question very loudly.

"Well, we shared a room every summer from when I was eleven. And whenever you got too drunk when we were a little younger, I always had to help you get ready for bed," Ginny said reasonably, following Hermione into her room once they'd made it to the landing. "Oh, and you've seen me naked too!"

Hermione frowned, "I do not remember that."

"Your memory is really terrible when you're drunk," Ginny muttered, closing the door behind them and beginning to undress. "You accidentally walked in on me in the shower a couple years ago, that must've been the last time."

"Oh," Hermione mumbled, the memory flying to the forefront of her mind, making her go very red in the face.

No wonder it was easy to fantasize about her, you've already seen her in all her glory.

"Shut up," Hermione muttered, glaring down at the ground.


"Oh, nothing," the brunette said quickly. "I think I'll just shower in the morning."

"Is this because you might be a lesbian?" Ginny asked suspiciously, having already removed her trousers and shirt, and was now struggling to undo her bra.

"I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable," Hermione insisted, turning away from her.

"Hermione, I shower with women whenever I play Quidditch. And half of them are lesbians," she added, frowning heavily as she continued to try to remove her bra. "Ugh, could you help me with this?"

Hermione sighed as she turned around to help Ginny undo her bra, immediately closing her eyes as the redhead pulled it off and tossed it to the ground. "It's okay, I'll just shower in the morning."

Ginny shrugged, "Alright, if you insist. I'll be back in a few minutes."

Hermione opened her eyes in relief as she heard Ginny walk out the room and close the door behind her, beginning to get undressed too.

Why on earth didn't you go shower with her?!

'Because that's the worst idea in the whole fucking world. As if I'd be able to keep my hands off her,' Hermione thought furiously, yanking her shirt over her head and pushing her trousers down after she kicked her shoes off.

Maybe that's what she wanted.

'I'm not going to let you make me think that she wants to fuck in the shower. We're both completely smashed, she just wasn't thinking properly.'

Whatever, you just missed out on an opportunity to fulfil your fantasy.

Hermione sighed angrily as she popped her own bra open easily and shrugged it off.

Quite suddenly, the door opened and Ginny came rushing back into the room. Hermione froze, watching the half naked woman cross the room to her wardrobe, searching through it for something.

"I forgot my towel," Ginny said, smiling brightly at Hermione as she pulled it out and slung it over her shoulder.

Hermione bit her lip and nodded silently, not able to stop her eyes from trailing down from the redhead's face to her beautifully naked chest. Her breasts were small, but perky, and her pink nipples were hardened, probably from the cool air that was flowing in through the slightly open window. The brunette swallowed as the redhead began to walk towards her, entirely unable to tear her eyes away from the delicious sight before her.

"Are you sure that you don't want to come have a shower?" she asked, placing her hands on her hips and raising an eyebrow at her.

"Uh, n-no, I'm fine," Hermione stuttered, finally looking up at her face.

Ginny smiled and shrugged, "Alright," before turning away to walk back to the bathroom. "Oh, by the way," she said, before leaving the room and turning back to look at her, "I like yours too." She smirked as she unabashedly looked at Hermione's naked chest, before leaving the room and closing the door behind her.


To be continued...

A/N: Ok, this is the aforementioned response to that review...

Normally, I wouldn't bother responding to an anonymous review that I didn't agree with, especially not within an A/N in a chapter. But the one left by "kino" last chapter left me feeling quite angry and insulted.

I realise that with the phenomenon of Twilight, a whole generation has had their literary lives ruined. I seriously doubt that many of the people who actually think that Twilight is a work of literary genius (as the author seems to think, when she compared it to classics like Pride and Prejudice, and Romeo and Juliet) understand what really goes in to setting a plot up. All that I have written here is to set up what happens later. If you have a problem with what's happened so far, especially with Harry's cheating, and Ron's inability to restrain himself, then maybe you shouldn't be reading this story. If you want a story where everything's all fine and dandy, then wander off to read some more Twatlight fiction. Yes, perhaps these two characters, in particular, are out of character. But what "kino" clearly doesn't understand is that this is a literary technique, used to set the rest of the story up. The assumption that I am taking my hatred of men out on these two characters is absurd, and incredibly insulting. You don't know me, or my motivations behind this story, so perhaps you should keep your "honest opinion" to yourself. The very idea that Hermione and Ginny have forgotten about their children is completely stupid, especially when they talk about them almost every time they're alone together. I'm a child of divorce, so I probably understand better than most people what kind of effect this has on families, and I would never dream of excluding the children from Hermione and Ginny's minds, or from this story.

If what you wanted to do was insult me, and devalue my hard work on this 40000+ word story, then well done. Your review was not constructive criticism, and it was hardly reflective of someone who'd actually read the story properly, or of someone who understands prose. Here's a little advice; grow up before you try to give an "insightful" review again. You insulted me and my work, not only by assuming that I hate all men (just because I'm a lesbian does not mean in any way that I hate men – I just don't want to sleep with them), but by commenting on aspects of the story that do not exist. If you don't bother to read the damn story properly, then don't try to tell me how I can "improve" it.

kino, if you would like a more detailed response to your review, then by all means, email me. I have much more that I would like to say, but shouldn't since this is supposed to be a new chapter.

Many apologies for the above, ladies and gentlemen... I hope you're all still around to tell me what you think of the story! Thanks for reading :)