A/N: This is inspired by personal experience and I got the idea a really long time ago. Enjoy!

Ginny loves the library.

She loves the smell of books, familiar and safe. The dim, warm light that never fails to ease her headache. The quiet, such a nice change from the normal din of the common room. The way there are these nice little secluded corners where no one bothers you. The way you can see between the shelves if you move the books right.

The way Hermione is always there.

The smell of books, familiar and safe. Studying close to Hermione, she can smell the age buried deep in the spine of the book as they lean over it together. She breathes it in deep and hopes her heart will stop pounding. And then, walking back to the common room, she lets out a shaky breath, realizing that Hermione still has that smell around her.

The dim, warm light that never fails to ease her headache. Yes, it does help Ginny's head, but secretly she loves it for another reason. The light makes Hermione's creamy skin glow, her deeply concentration eyes sparkle, her hair shine in a way that hair that messy normally doesn't. On nights where Hermione catches the light at the right angle, sometimes Ginny can't take it, and she has to leave to escape the agony of looking at this perfection.

The quiet, such a nice change from the normal din of the common room. In this near-silence, Ginny can enjoy the sound of Hermione's voice, reading aloud, explaining an answer, occasionally just talking. She can just listen and drink it all in, storing up the sound for when she lies awake, tears falling down, at night. But Ginny also loves how the quiet rule makes Hermione lean in close and whisper in her ear. Once Ginny is whispering to Hermione, though, and Hermione turns her head. Their lips are too close and Ginny can't stand it, and she has to wrap her arms around herself and remind herself to breathe.

The way there are these nice little secluded corners where no one bothers you. Sometimes Ginny has dreams where she is in the library with Hermione. Hermione drags her into a corner and kisses her full on the lips, holding her so tight she feels like she will be crushed. Ginny starts taking off their clothes and Hermione never stops her. They are quiet and no one comes to see what they're doing in their corner. Ginny wakes up shaking every time.

The way you can see between the shelves if you move the books right. Sometimes Ginny wants her so badly that she can't even talk to her. She watches, though, unable to resist. Peering through the shelves, just watching Hermione study until Ginny's crying and has to leave for fear that she'll be heard.

The way Hermione is always there. Except that sometimes, now, she isn't. She studies in her dormitory, or she's with Harry and Ron, or Ginny doesn't know where she is. Ginny still comes to the library as much as she can, and walks around as much as possible while she's there. The book-return box is right by the door, but Ginny takes the time to scan the room hopefully each time before walking out. She sits and studies quietly, waiting for Hermione to come. And more often than not, Hermione doesn't, and Ginny has to leave feeling disappointed and empty.

Maybe Ginny doesn't love the library so much after all.