Hey, I've made a few minor changes, and am going to do this for the rest of the story too, so I'm just warning ya, and... Well, yea.
I don't own HP, if I did, I doubt it would be the thing it is today!
I leaned over to wrap my arms around my girlfriend, Hermione. God. She is so beautiful, I think, kissing her, slowly going from her arm, to her shoulder, to her neck, jaw, and finally, her lips. Which, of course, woke her up enough to kiss me back.
"I love you, Ginny." She said to me after pulling away from me to get ready. I sighed. Why did I have to date someone who never wanted to just have a lazy morning of making out and claiming our love for one another?
"Love you too, Mione!" I called out, not moving. I liked to spend my mornings lazily, before rushing around, trying to get ready in the small amount of time I left to do everything. It annoyed Hermione, but I didn't care. You need a bit of tranquility before a busy day, I've told her.
"Well, Gin, you have to know, we have Ron and Harry's party tonight. You know, the one about Harry getting into the same team as Oliver." Hermione said, getting dressed in her robes.
"I know, how could I forget? Harry was practically like a kid in a candy shop when he found out." I replied, laughing. No matter whom I was with, I would never stop loving Harry. Even through he and Ron swear they aren't dating, they still stayed together. Hermione laughed about that before heading into our kitchen to make our breakfast.
"Ginny, time to get up for breakfast." She called, probably just finishing up right now. I get out of bed and pull on my robe and slippers, smiling.
"Coming, Mione. It smells delicious." I tell her, walking into our kitchen/living room. I sit down at our table with my plate, across from Hermione, talking about how today is going to be a busy day. But I'm too busy thinking about how beautiful she is to pay attention. With her cute mouse-y brown hair, and beautiful eyes.
"Ginny, are you even listening to me?" Hermione asked, waving her hand in front of my face, making my fantasy of having a day to do anything to her go away. I smile.
"I'm trying to, but Hermione… You distract me." I say, chuckling at the end. Because it's true. I can't pay attention because I want her. I want to run my hands through her hair, to taste her, see her for all her glory. But Hermione wasn't ready for that. She was just coming to terms with herself, she always said. But it had been months, almost a year since we started dating.
"I distract you? Would you rather I leave and then you'll concentrate?" Hermione asked, hurt showing in her eyes.
"I didn't mean it like that, Mione. What I meant is that sometimes I get lost in my thoughts around you…. About you know." I said, too embarrassed to tell her that I wanted her, and I wanted her bad.
"Well, I'd rather you not have sexual thoughts about me." Hermione said, standing up to go. Why was she so afraid of it? If she really loved me, she wouldn't be afraid to tell me why but instead it was always an indirect no.
"I deserve an actual answer for why you'll lie in bed with me, kiss me, and date me, but you won't let me get closer than that. Hermione, I love you and it pains me to be this far away from you." I say, closing my eyes. I didn't want to admit that, but it was the only thing I knew to tell her.
"Ginny. If you loved me, you wouldn't need an answer. I better go, classes are starting." Hermione said, leaving without even giving me a goodbye kiss. I didn't know what to do without her.
Instead of waiting around at home, because today was my day off from the ministry, I decided to visit Ron and George at the store.
"Heyo!" George said from behind the counter, he smiled at me. "What did I do to receive the company of my one and only sister?"
"I don't know. Maybe because I'm having problems and don't know who else to look to for help?" I say, smiling sadly at my brother.
"RON! Ginny is here, and she's having some 'PROBLEMS'!" George called out, loud enough for the whole store to hear.
"Merlin, George, why don't you call that louder, I'm not sure people in Hollywood have heard." I mumble, turning a bright red.
"Well, Hello Ginny!" Harry said, walking towards me, pulling me into a hug that I gladly returned.
"Hello Harry." I said, smiling at him.
"Ginny, Harry, remember. You have partners." George said, his voice sounding solemn but he was grinning like a mad man.
"What ever, George. Anyways, what do you need, Ginny?" Harry asked me, looking honestly concerned about me.
"Well, relationship problems, but I rather not talk about them in public." I said, looking at Harry.
"Whoa, what's wrong little sis?" George asked, leaning forward.
"Get your own girlfriend." I growled at him, turning my attention back to Harry.
"That sucks, want to go talk about it at the Leaky Cauldron?" Harry asked, I nodded, thankful for his suggestion.
"Ron, I'm going to the Leaky Cauldron with Ginny!" Harry called before moving his hand in a 'shall we?' fashion.
Harry somehow convinced the landlord to get us into a more private place. Which made me feel relieved, sexuality wasn't a big thing in the wizarding world.
"So, Ginny, what's wrong?" Harry asked, taking a sip of his pumpkin juice.
"Well… Hermione is just so distant, I mean, she lets me kiss her, touch her, we say I love you, but… It's like she's repulsed by me. I'm not sure if she's with me because she loves me or because I seem so needy." I say, moving my teacup around in my hands a bit.
"Hermione loves you Ginny, but when she's ready, she'll be ready. Just wait." Harry said, taking my hand in his.
"I know, but… It's been months now and she doesn't even change in the same room as me, she either looks away or leaves the room when I do. It's like we're just going through the motions, without emotions." I say, squeezing his hand.
"I think Hermione is just a bit shy, I mean, have you talked to her about this?" Harry asked me, squeezing my hand back.
"Yes. And whenever I bring it up, Hermione makes an excuse, or leaves, or starts talking about something else, I wish she would just be straight with me." I said laughing at the irony of what I just said, enjoying the fact that Harry seemed to be giving my hand a massage in his big warm ones.
"Then make the conversation excuse proof, leave proof, and change in subject proof." Harry said, smiling at me.
"Fine, but I don't know how to do this. If I keep feeling like the only one who actually wants to move forward in our relationship, it would be better to just leave." I said, knowing the words were true, but they were the worst things I could ever say.
"Your right, as much as it pains me to say. You need to be sure that Hermione loves you, instead of just being together because it's easier to be with someone." Harry said. Playing with my hands. I didn't mind it much, it felt nice to sit here with him and be heard for once.
"Your right. And, how does it feel to be in a team with Oliver Wood again?" I ask, winking, knowing that Harry found him kind of attractive. Which I have to admit is kind of true, Oliver being a big, buff boy and all.
"Really good. It's almost like being in Hogwarts again, except you and me aren't dating and talking about how attractive people are." Harry said, smiling at me. Before either of us was out to our friends and publicly, it use to be the two of us, talking and laughing just like now. Talking about Lavender Brown, Oliver Wood, and the fact that a lot of people we knew were darn attractive.
"True. Is he still as into the game as he was then?" I ask, hoping that Oliver hadn't lost that spark that made him the Oliver we knew.
"Yes. It's really nice. Some things don't change, I guess." Harry said, smiling dreamily.
I know it's soon, but review me, maybe? :D
Also, I really like the idea of Harry and Ginny being really good friends like that. It's just nice.