A/N- I finally did it! I managed to start the 'sequel' to "Demonstrations." You don't have to have read all, or even any of "Demonstrations" to understand this fic. Here we go on another Hermione/Ginny adventure...
Disclaimer: I am not JK Rowling. I just took two of her characters and made them lesbians for my own amusement, and hopefully the amusement of my readers and reviewers.
It was a beautiful wedding, it really was. Hermione was not what one would call a hopeless romantic, and as such she was not one who generally bought into the wedding hype. This though, Harry and Katie Bell's wedding, it was gorgeous, really everything she thought a celebration of matrimony ought to be.
The wedding, an outdoor June affair on the edge of a gorgeous lake, consisted of Katie's family and the Weasleys, Harry's unofficial family, along with a handful of friends for each. The site had some of the strongest security charms around to avoid unwanted attention of the media, so there existed a calm about the place that Hermione rarely felt in such a public, open area. The view didn't hurt either. The crystal clear water of the lake reflected mountain ranges lining the far shore and trees dotted the grassy shore nearby.
It wasn't just the location, or the ceremony, or any of those things that struck Hermione most. It was the way that Harry and Katie acted around each other. They couldn't seem to stop grinning and looking at each other, as though they couldn't believe that it was real. As she watched their first dance, it seemed as though nothing else mattered in the entire world for the pair. Such sappy thoughts were dangerously close to being hopelessly romantic, Hermione knew that. But there was something about seeing two people so in love that makes a person a tad more romantic. She couldn't help that, and didn't really want to. The sight of the two lovers also had a way of making a person want to be that in love, or be with the one they love.
Apparently, Ginny had the same thought, as she walked up behind Hermione and wrapped her arms around Hermione's waist as the brunette surveyed the party.
"Fancy a dance?" Ginny said softly into Hermione's ear.
Hermione twisted around and smiled before planting a lingering kiss on Ginny's lips. "I'd love a dance."
She led Ginny out onto the middle of the dance floor where a few couples were dancing to the slow, mellow kind of music that is played at the end of a party. Hermione wrapped her arms around Ginny's neck as they swayed to the song that was currently playing, a popular love ballad. Hermione closed her eyes and rested her head on Ginny's shoulder while moving closer. In response, Ginny stroked Hermione's hair and whispered in her ear.
"I love you so much," she said. Even though Hermione and Ginny had said those words to each other many times over the course of their four year relationship, the thrill of hearing it hadn't worn off for Hermione, especially when Ginny said it with so much conviction.
Hermione was so overcome with emotions, or quite possibly the two or three glasses of champagne, that she couldn't stand it anymore. She pulled Ginny in for a kiss the likes of which they usually saved for private moments. Ginny, though surprised by Hermione's sudden show of affection in full view of all the party guests, was a very willing participant. They only stopped kissing when Ginny caught sight of a few of the male guests watching their embrace very intently. She cast them a dirty look, which was effective enough to scatter the small group. Hermione glanced over at the spot where the group had been standing and smirked.
"They just want what they know they can't have," Hermione said, "that, I think, is the appeal that lesbians hold for men."
"Really?" Ginny said, "you see, lesbians hold a different appeal for me."
"And what might that be?" Hermione asked.
"In my experience," Ginny said as she lowered her voice and pulled Hermione closer, "making love to a woman is much better than fucking any man."
Hermione's breath caught in her throat at hearing Ginny's whisper. It was more about how Ginny spoke, the warm breath on her cheek, than what Ginny was saying that made Hermione want Ginny so desperately in that moment. She found it amazing that Ginny had used that same trick on a number of ocassions and it still worked every time.
Fortunately for Hermione, the reception was starting to wind down and only a few more songs played before the music faded out. Ginny and Hermione found Harry and Katie, both looking exhausted, but happy, and congratulated them before returning to their new home.
When the pair dissapperated into their spacious two bedroom house, Ginny immediately stretched out on the couch, overcome by exhaustion that comes with a day of celebration. Hermione did the same after casting a quick spell at the fireplace that made an inviting fire spring to life. She snuggled as close as she could get to Ginny, and Ginny kissed the brunette on the forehead.
"Love you," Hermione said, then hesistated before continuing, "you know, today, it gave me feelings."
"Really? What kind of feelings?" Ginny asked as she rested her chin on Hermione's head.
"Wedding feelings," Hermione said without elaborating.
"Well, that's not really shocking," Ginny said, "it was a wedding after all."
"No, that's not it," Hermione said, finding herself in the unfamiliar predicament of feeling unable to express herself, "it made me want to, you know, um, do the same."
"You want to get married?" Ginny asked, looking down at Hermione, who was doing her best to avoid eye contact.
"I'm just saying that it gave me that feeling," Hermione said.
"So you're not proposing?" Ginny asked.
"No, I was just making an observation," Hermione said.
"That's good," Ginny said, before adding quickly, "I have to go to the bathroom, I'll be right back."
When Ginny left the room, Hermione's mind began racing. Did Ginny not want to get married, not want that kind of commitment? She began to think that maybe she should have never brought it up, that maybe she scared Ginny. Hermione did want to make that kind of commitment to Ginny, but she really didn't want to force the issue for fear of ruining quite possibly the best thing that had ever happened to her.
When Ginny returned, her face was unreadable. Usually, Hermione could read Ginny very easily, having known her for more than half her life, but Ginny was being purposely mysterious and Hermione wasn't quite sure that she liked it. Ginny knelt on the sofa facing Hermione. Her posture was relaxed, but she looked at Hermione very seriously. Ginny licked her lips a few times and took Hermione's hand before speaking. It seemed as though she was getting ready to make a long speech, but when she spoke, she only said one thing.
"Let's get married," Ginny said. It was a strange combination of a question and a suggestion, as though she wasn't sure how to go about the proposal.
"What?" Hermione asked. Ginny's question should not have seemed so out of the blue, considering their previous conversation.
Ginny looked down at her hands and smiled nervously as she reached into her back pocket and pulled out a small black box. That moment, it all came together for Hermione, she understood, and was overcome by an unexpected wave of emotions.
Ginny too felt a surge of emotion at seeing Hermione's face when she opened the box, and fought back happy tears only by exercising an incredible amount of restraint.
"I've had this for a little while now," Ginny said, after a deep, calming breath, "I just thought now was as good a time as any. So, Hermione Granger, will you marry me?"
Hermione nodded vigorously and kissed Ginny with everything that she had. She hadn't realized how very much she had been wanting this moment until it happened. Ginny, for her part, reciprocated, and only pulled away to smile at Hermione and put the ring on the brunette's finger and so that they could both wipe their slightly watery eyes. Ginny thought that Hermione's face glowed as she looked from the ring to Ginny and back.
"Come here," Hermione said as she took Ginny's hand and stood up.
She led Ginny to their bedroom, where she lay down on the bed and pulled Ginny down for a kiss. Ginny was quickly on the bed, resting on top of Hermione. The kisses were soft, but had an urgency to them that neither had experienced in awhile. Hands slowly began to roam. Ginny's fingers traced lightly under Hermione's sweater, moving gradually further north, while Hermione slowly slid her hand up Ginny's back under her shirt. They got so involved in kissing, touching, tasting each other that neither Hermione nor Ginny could recall with much clarity how they both ended up naked. Naked they were though, with Ginny straddling Hermione's waist as they admired each other's forms for a moment. After a few seconds, Hermione reached up and pulled Ginny in for a kiss.
"I've been wanting to do this all day," Hermione whispered breathlessly.
"Really? I never would have guessed from the way that you nearly shagged me right on the dance floor," Ginny said with a mischievious smirk.
Hermione laughed; it was a throaty laugh that Ginny always found incredibly attractive.
"Let's just take our time," Hermione said as she began to massage Ginny's breasts, eliciting a small gasp from the redheaded witch, "I want us to take our time on each other. I want us to remember this forever."
"I can do that," Ginny said as she leaned down and kissed Hermione's neck before slowly moving downward and going to work, kissing, rubbing, licking all the places that she knew Hermione liked.
By the time they were done, both women lay next to each other. They were thoroughly spent, but both Hermione and Ginny were positive that this was a night neither would forget.
A/N-Sorry I didn't go into detail at the end there. I was just feeling as though I was on fluff overload in this chapter, and anything more would have been over the top. Other than the fluffiness, how'd everyone like the start?
Optional question of the chapter: Do you feel the same way about weddings as Hermione felt about this one, or are you a little less optimistic?
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