Girl Time

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Ginny stared at the small parchment in her hand. She had just gotten it, but already it was crinkled and creased as though she had it for weeks. It was so small and so innocent, it was hard to believe that it had caused the mountain of anxiety she had felt for the past few hours. But that was the affect Harry had on her. Anything he did had the power to either make her feel like she was floating, or send her spiraling into her room crying her eyes out. This recent event had her more confused than ever. Valentine's Day had just passed, and of course Ginny had received her share of love notes. One however, was not a delcaration of love, it wasn't even a note really. Just a few words thrown together, honestly, they wouldn't mean anything if it wasn't for the letter at the very end. The letter that signified the person who sent it. H. H for Harry. But H could stand for any number of names. It didn't just have to be Harry. And that was why Ginny needed Hermione. Hermione would know whether or not her heart had a reason to beat as fast as it was and if her stomach was allowed to harbor a swarm of butterflies. 

That was what Ginny was doing here. She was sitting on the edge of Hermione's four poster bed in her dormitory that she shared with a few other girls. She knew Hermione would make her way up here eventually, and when she did, Ginny would bombard her with questions. Ginny trusted Hermione more than any other girl she knew. Hermione had given her the first relationship advice ever. It was dealing with Harry of course. Ginny used to be jealous of Hermione, but she knew now that she had no reason to be. She suspected that Hermione preferred a certain red-headed git she knew very well. She smiled at the thought. The two would be very good for each other, they had known each other longer than they had known anyone else. They were closer than anyone else as well. She knew Hermione deserved her happily ever after, especially with all the stuff that was going on now a days. Who knew how long they would have to enjoy life like this? The thought made her sad. Once Harry was done with school, he would leave to fight You-Know-Who. No doubt he would stop dating her then. If they ever dated. Which she doubted would happen. 

She sighed and looked back down at the small paper in her hand. 
"Thank you Happy Valentine's Day - H"
What could it possibly mean? Why was he thanking her? Why was he wishing her a happy Valentine's Day? Did he know that she still liked him? Did he care? Did he like her back? She flopped her torso backwards so it laid back on the bed, her legs still hanging off the side. She closed her eyes and tried to relax. She didn't want to let her mind go crazy, that's why she needed Hermione. She was reason, and Ginny needed reason. 

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[HERMIONE JEAN GRANGER]

It had been a rather long day for one Hermione Granger, and she was more than glad for the chance to finally retire from the common room, where she’d been helping another student with a late assignment, a tiny first year who’d given her those dratted puppy eyes that she simply couldn’t refuse. And with that on top of having had a private lesson with Snape today on Occlumency and extra defensive spells, and all of her classes, and the homework she’d completed during dinner. Well, it would suffice to say that Hermione was very glad that soon she’d be surrounded by warm blankets, a sleepy and furry Crookshanks, with her head lying on a nice and soft pillow.

Life hadn’t exactly been easy on the young witch as of late, and honestly probably anyone could see that. This war had taken a particularly taxing toll on Hermione, not only because of physically sustained injuries that had kept her in the hospital wing far more than she would have liked this year, but also mental and emotional tornadoes that had repeatedly stripped her to the bone. The war itself was still a fairly new thing, and already she was tired and exhausted of it. With her parents now safely in Australia, as it was too dangerous for them to stay in England any longer with knowledge of their daughter and her friends, and escalating tensions in the wizarding world around her, as well as increasing pressure on her and her dearest friends to live and fight, Hermione was a little run down. It also didn’t help matters when feelings for a particular redheaded boy named Ronald Weasley were making everything all the more complicated.

However, as she entered her dormitory, it would seem that fate had a slightly different plan for the young Gryffindor, but it wasn’t an unwelcome change. Hermione smiled warmly at Ginny - it didn’t surprise her as much as it should that the other girl was in here waiting for her. Sure, she hadn’t been expecting the visit, but any time she got to spend with Ginny, who was honestly one of the few other females she could trust to talk to about certain issues and emotions, was welcome. And upon spotting the small bit of paper in her hand, it wasn’t hard to figure out what exactly was going on, and while she didn’t really need to ask, she felt it necessary. Just to get things moving. ”It really should surprise me that you’re here, but for some reason it doesn’t. And I suppose you could call me observant, but I’d also guess you’re here about whatever’s on that piece of paper?”

While the words themselves could have come across as snippy, Hermione was completely complacent as she placed her things on the floor and sat down on her bed, pulling herself to the middle and invitingly patting the spot in front of her. After all, Hermione wasn’t daft, and she could sense this was about to be a rather serious talk between girls. She was used to these kind of discussions with Ginny, and it only made sense if they were both comfortable in the process. It was still relatively early in the evening, she was sure that whatever the other girls who shared this dormitory with her wouldn’t be here for maybe another hour yet.

”Is it also too early to assume that note probably has to do with a certain holiday that just passed? And that it’s from a mutual friend of ours with black hair and round spectacles?” Hermione asked with a slight twinkle in her eye, an amused smile piquing on her face. It was ever so ironic, she noted, that she was aware that both Ginny and Harry were interested in the other, but do to friendly loyalty to both parties, she was practically forbidden to tell them just what they meant to one another. Oh, the complications of being a best friend.

GINNY | 664 | yay for girl talk! let's see if Hermmione can get anything done xD

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Ginny sat up as she heard someone enter the room. She didn't want to seem as if she was so worn out by her dilemma that she couldn't sit up properly. Hermione took one look at her and smiled brightly, Ginny couldn't help but smile back. Hermione was always welcoming to her, no matter what Ginny did. It was nice to have someone accept her, especially when she was having such troubles with a certain black haired celebrity accepting her. At least as a romantic interest. Hermione didn't need any sort of prompting to get to the point, and immediately mentioned the small paper in her hand. To other girls, Hermione's way of getting straight to the point seemed rude, but Ginny loved it. She hated playing games, which made her whole Harry situation so much harder to deal with. It was part of the reason why her and Hermione got along so well, neither of them wanted to tell the other anything less than the truth. Which was hard to hear sometimes, but it was much better than the lying and pretending all the other girls did. She watched as the older girl put her things on the floor and sat on the bed. Ginny scooted herself over to the spot that Hermione patted on the bed and crossed her legs as well. 

Now comfortable, Hermione wasted no more time, getting even more to the point, correctly guessing that she was worried over a Valentine's note from Harry. Ginny had to admit that she was very impressed with Hermione's ability to put things together. She would have no idea what someone needed if they should up in her dormitory unannounced. Sighing she handed the note to her friend. "You're right, as always," she said, "Though I doubt you could call that a note. Aren't blokes supposed to be more to the point? If this is a love confession, I have to admit I'm a bit disappointed." She tried to lighten it up, make it seem as though the note didn't send her into a panic, though she suspected that Hermione would see right through it. "What do you think it means?" she asked. She knew Hermione would be done reading it by then, the note was short and Hermione read about 10 books a day. "It doesn't say much of anything but, he sent it. So it must mean at least something. And what do you think he means by "Thank you?" What is he thanking me for?" She stopped, aware that she was bombarding her friend. 

She felt her cheeks warm and knew that they were turning red. She exhaled angrily, it wasn't fair that he had so much power over her. She was much stronger than this, yet she needed someone to tell her what to do around him. It made her angry. But at the same time, she knew that she woudn't be so close to Hermione without. Having only brothers, and Hermione's two best friends being boys, the two needed a friend who was a girl. There were things that just couldn't be said to a bloke, and talking about other blokes was one of them. Ginny didn't know where she would be without Hermione, and she was glad that the two of them had become friends, she just hated that she had to come to her friend with so many problems. She often felt guilty, yet she knew that Hermione didn't mind, because for everything Ginny would say, Hermione would say something too. The two of them had a bond that they would never have the boys, and Ginny cherished that. She turned her head to her friend and looked at her questioningly, she was ready for some desperately needed girl talk. 

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[HERMIONE JEAN GRANGER]

How many times had the pair of them done this, sitting across from each other talking about boys and other girly things (that Hermione had never dreamed she’d be interested in talking about) late into the night while everyone else was busy falling asleep? Surely too many times to count, but Hermione had never minded, not when it was with Ginny. Listening to the other girls in her dormitory however yap on about their silly gossip-filled lives? Not only was it a bore it was also an absolute annoyance. With Ginny, oddly enough, it was sort of… fun. Most of the time Hermione preferred the company of boys to girls, but Ginny was an exception - probably because Ginny didn’t act like most of the other girls herself.

She watched and listened in amusement as Ginny explained, taking the note in hand and looking it over. It was certainly Harry’s handwriting alright, and the simplicity of the whole thing made her snort. Really? That’s what he’d written Ginny? He should have come to her for advice on this, Hermione would have told him what to write down to make sure this worked out for both his and Ginny’s benefit, not that he would have listened to her anyway. As much as she preferred hanging around the boys as opposed to her own gender, sometimes they could just be so thick. ”Unfortunately, Ginny, boys tend to dance around the point more than we do, they’re all so ridiculously immature,” Hermione replied simply as she stared at the note, debating on what all she should tell the girl in front of her. Being both a dear friend of Ginny and Harry, she had pieces of unique insight on both sides of the affair.

”I’d be disappointed too, this note is pointless. Harry can be so dense sometimes,” she remarked with a slightly irritated sigh. Honestly, if he just got his wits about him and made his move on Ginny despite the ornery disposition of one Ronald Weasley, he and Ginny would both be much happier, and they deserved that happiness. ”My honest opinion is that I’m rather shocked he gathered up the nerve to even send this, but it does mean something. I s’pose the real meaning behind the note is, like I said, the fact he actually got it to you. Though I really couldn’t tell you what on earth he’s thanking you for, maybe for being there for him,” she continued, though now as she reached the end of her statement, Hermione found herself in a bit of a pickle.

While she had a remarkable insight into how they both felt about each other, she was also a friend to them both. And both of them had trusted her with the knowledge of their feelings (though rather Harry just unknowingly made his obvious and being that other people were normally so blind about how other’s felt, almost nobody noticed it but Hermione, really, most of the time), and she couldn’t betray the trust of either friend. It was a rather tricky situation indeed, and so she needed to tread carefully. So it took her a moment to say what she did next. ”I’m not sure if you’ll like what I’m about to say, but… if you feel so strongly about him, I think this might be the time to actually confront him about it. Harry’s… well, he’s thick about some things, you included, so if he doesn’t take a hint then you might as bloody well kiss him, ask him on a date, and be done with it. It sounds crude and odd, I know, but… trust me, I don’t think he’d mind.”

GINNY | 613 | but for serious I spoke to Tina this morning and she was all "just tell Ginny to kiss him" and I was like lolokay

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Ginny realized that she was shaking the bed with her nervous foot-tapping as she was waiting for Hermione to finish thinking things through. She seemed to be having some difficulty figuring out what to say, which made Ginny nervous. While Hermione would always tell her the truth, no matter how hard it was to hear, she wouldn't like saying something that would hurt her. So Ginny prepared herself for the worst. When Hermione did speak, Ginny felt almost relieved by what she said. It was a good sign that Harry had sent her anything at all, even though the note didn't seem to have much meaning based on the words inside. It almost didn't matter that Hermione didn't know what he was thanking her for. Ginny really didn't expect her to anyway. Hermione knew how to do many things, but mind reading was not one of them. 

Hermione paused again, and Ginny could almost the gears working in her brain as she thought of what to say next. She concentrated on controlling her fidgeting, not wanting to seem to anxious. It was a rather pointless thing to pretend, she knew Hermione already knew that she was worried, and she didn't mind the fact that Hermione knew. Which was odd for her, she usually hated showing signs of distress to people. But it was a force of habit, she was so used to hiding her emotions from people that it was hard to let them out in the open again. Thankfully, Ginny didn't have to worry about it for much longer. Hermione opened her mouth again and began to speak. Ginny was worried at first when Hermione warned she might not like what she had to say, but instantly relaxed when she merely said she thought Ginny needed to confront Harry about it. Ginny was fine with doing that, in fact, she had to restrain herself from doing that almost ever time she saw him. Her feelings quickly turned to shock when Hermione suggested kissing him and asking him on a date. She was much too worried about rejection to do something like that, but Hermione seemed confident that it was the right thing to do. 

"Are you sure?" She trusted Hermione, but this advice thrilled her. She wanted to talk to Harry about her feelings for quite some time now, and that was the reason she was worried. She had always ignored her instincts when it came to her feelings for Harry, because her logic told them they would make things worse. Now that she was being told to follow her instincts, she was hesitant. "I mean, I want to talk to him about it, but I'm so worried that he won't feel the same way. Sometimes I think he might, but then he always does something to make me question it." She looked down at the bed and picked at the blanket. There was another part of Hermione's statement that was bothering her. She did want to kiss Harry, and now that Hermione brought it up she could feel the longing now. That was a much easier way to tell him her feelings than if she tried to speak to him about it. There was no way you could misinterpret a kiss. And if he rejected her afterward at least she had gotten to kiss him once. She looked up at her friend, her cheeks as red as her hair. "Do you really think that kissing him is a good idea?"

Hermione | 576 | I'll have to do that in my next Harry post then.

[HERMIONE JEAN GRANGER]

”Absolutely positive, really,” Hermione told her with a friendly smile. The irony of this entire situation made it hard to do anything else, and she wasn’t sure if she was more amused or irritated by her position between two of her dearest friends. But at the same time, she honestly didn’t mind it right now seeing as she realized just the opportunity she had here at her fingertips. Despite the common belief, while she did feel a tad awkward, the sixth year was also perfectly aware of how her insider perspective could change this for the better, for Ginny and for Harry.

How long had she been by Harry’s side, knowing how unhappy all of this darkness made him? She’d watched him yearning for Cho Change, and knew how that relationship had turned out (really, though, he really ought to have just listened to her in the first place, and maybe those memories of his wouldn’t be so mucked up). But at the same time, she had also watched Ginny for a few years now too, ever since Hermione’s fourth year when the two had actually become good friends, knowing how the youngest Weasley only wanted Harry to look twice at her. And now that Harry finally had, neither of them had any idea. Both of them needed a little bit of brightness - because who knew how long this lull was going to last? How much of a chance did they have to be happy before the world truly came crashing around their ears?

It was this line of questioning alone that drove Hermione to nod with determination and urge this onward. ”It’s what anyone would be worried about, Ginny,” she assured the other girl. ”But believe me when I say that I really don’t think that you need to think about that with Harry. He’s an idiot sometimes, he really is, so whatever he does to make you question it, just ignore it. He’s got no idea what he’s doing.” Not that Hermione ever did when it came to a certain redheaded young man she was beginning to realize she fancied, but she really didn’t want to think about that right now. Because it would only open a can of worms that Hermione had no interest investigating. Other peoples’ feelings were merely a matter of intuition and observation. Her own were much harder to discern.

At Ginny’s final question, Hermione shrugged. ”It would get your message across, I’m sure, I just wouldn’t recommend doing that sort of thing where there’s a large number of people present. I’m sure you can understand why.” Or, rather, that was just Hermione’s opinion. She just always felt that it was better to be discreet about things. Or, rather, about certain things, but it was also for Harry and Ginny’s benefit as well. However, all of this talk about boys and relationships started to make Hermione shift uncomfortably, fiddling with her hands as she looked down at her covers and let out a deep sigh. It was now or never, she supposed. ”Ginny… would it be odd if I asked you about your brother? And I mean, I mean I’d be asking about Ron, I suppose.” How on earth did she want to word this? Well, Hermione bit her lip and looked at Ginny with a mixture of shame and curiosity - before she worried about wording her own personal questions, she’d wait to see if Ginny even wanted to approach that subject.

GINNY | 582 | if you need me to change anything, let me know!

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Ginny Weasley

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Hermione's confirmation gave her a little more confidence in the idea. It wasn't as though kissing Harry would be bad, just the thought of the rejection. But she was going to have to be worried about rejection even if she didn't kiss him, and at least kissing him would be more enjoyable than talking about it. Also, Hermione seemed to be rather optimistic about the whole thing, which gave Ginny even more confidence. Hermione knew Harry better than any other girl out there, and if Hermione said that he would like it if she kissed him, than that was what she was going to do. And Hermione was right, Harry could be an idiot sometimes, Ginny knew that well enough. Especially when she had watched him with Cho. He had no idea what to do with girls, and Cho hadn't helped at all. Ginny thought that she had made her feelings for him very obvious, but maybe he was just too dense to realize that was what she was doing. 

It was going to be rather difficult to get him alone though. Harry was very popular, and girls were always trying to get his attention. Not to mention Ron was always around. Hermione might be able to get Ron out of the way, which actually might be good for her too.  Though Ginny wasn't actually sure if her suspicions about Hermione's feelings toward her brother were correct. Ginny had seen Ron staring at her in the Great Hall during meals when he thought no one was looking. And Ginny knew that the look was not of friendship. However, Hermione never seemed to pine after her brother the way she often pined after Harry. Ginny had to admit that made it seem like she didn't like her brother, though Hermione's next sentence told her otherwise. She smiled widely and laughed. "I was wondering whether you fancied him." She lightly slapped her friend on the shoulder. "You're never supposed to go for a friend's sibling you know" She joked. "Better you than anyone else. You at least would keep him in line, other girls would wan to show off, or only date him because he's Harry's best friend. You haven't been very obvious about your feelings toward him, so I wasn't sure if I had been reading you right." Ginny could feel herself getting excited. She did admit, it was a little strange trying to think about someone being interested in her brother, she had always thought he was a git. A nice git, but a git nonetheless. But Ginny liked Hermione, and her brain couldn't help but conjure up happy images of Hermione and Ron and her and Harry at the three broomsticks, drinking butterbeer and stealing kisses while the other two weren't looking.

Not to mention, if Hermione and Ron got married that would make Hermione her sister! Ginny was filled with happiness at the thought. Ginny had always wanted a sister, and Hermione would be the perfect one! Ginny tried to reign herself in a little, realizing that she was letting her imagination get away with her. Even if Ron and Hermione did go together, that didn't mean that they were going to end up married. That was a long way away, and Ginny couldn't see her brother settling down with anyone. Not only that, but she wasn't even sure if her plans with Harry were going to work out. Ron and Hermione could end up on those dates alone if Harry decided he didn't want to deal with his best friend's little sister. Mentally shaking her head, she concentrated on the bushy-haired girl in front of her. "I think you should definitely give it a go. He stares at you all the time. It's kind of creepy actually." She smiled. She hoped that at least Hermione would find some happiness this year. Very few boys were interested in her, and Ginny knew that that had to make her feel very self conscious sometimes. Ginny herself got self conscious all the time, especially around Harry. Hermione just didn't seem the type to really dwell on looks and popularity. Though she supposed it had to get to her sometimes. Ginny sighed and looked at the bed. It seemed no one was ever sure of anything. Why did doubts always have to get in the way?

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[HERMIONE JEAN GRANGER]

Virtually seeing the confidence blooming on her friend’s face, Hermione couldn’t help but feel a little smug, and she was going to be ever so proud if this ended up working out between her and Harry. She’d known about Ginny’s feelings for him for a long time - it had been Hermione who’d given her the advice to just be herself, to give Harry time to come around, and sure enough, he had. Now it was just a matter of nudging the pair of them together, and by nudging, she meant getting Harry’s arse out of the clouds of oblivion and giving Ginny the assurance she needed to make her move. So honestly, whatever happened from here on out, Hermione would take responsibility for.

On the other hand, she now completely regretted bringing out the subject of Ron, because her cheeks went bright red and the sixth year looked down at her lap, where her hands were fiddling with the blankets. Crookshanks chose that moment to leap up on the bed, purring that his two favorite females were here for the convenience of his pleasure. He wove his way around Hermione, letting her reach out to pet him for a second before he wandered over to Ginny, rubbed against her once or twice, and then laid down in between the two girls for the apt position to get petted by double the hands at once. Immediately Hermione reached out and started rubbing him behind the ears, partially to distract herself from having to say much else about Ron.

”I just… I’m not so sure if ‘fancying’ him is the right way to put it, I… I don’t really know how I feel about him, but I’m fairly sure I’d like him as more than a friend,” she finally admitted, taking a deep breath as the revelation escaped the girl’s mouth. Ugh, she just should have kept quiet, and she gave Ginny a desperately questioning look. What was she supposed to do? She was Hermione Granger, she didn’t deal with emotions like this - she was perfectly capable when it came to giving others logical and reasonable advice based on their circumstances, but when it actually came to feeling things herself? Hermione had no idea what she was doing! ”I know, I know, Ginny, and I shouldn’t be asking you about him either,” she groaned, looking down at Crookshanks now as if looking at her cat might help with the nerves. It didn’t.

”Reading me? You mean I’ve been showing signs? Have I been that obvious?” Hermione couldn’t tell if she was actually growing hysterical or if the idea just really terrified her. If Ginny had noticed something was going on, did that mean Ron had seen something too? Harry, perhaps? Worse, someone that would spread a rumor about it? While Hermione had withstood rumors before, the thought of one like her having feelings for Ronald Weasley making its way to Ron’s ears, well, it was more embarrassing and humiliating than she could imagine. But she was caught off guard by Ginny’s next observation, and she tilted her head in curiosity. ”Does he really?” It was bizarre but impossible to think about.

Hermione just shook her head and let out a worried sigh. ”I just have no idea what I ought to do. You’re much better at this than I am.”

GINNY | 561 | sorry for the wait!

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Ginny Weasley

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It was rather amusing to see Hermione when she was not calm and logical. Ginny had thought that she was acting irrationally, but looking at her friend, she realized that it was just a normal reaction to talking about the one you fancied. Hermione  was full of indecision and worry, it was actually nice to see it on someone else, it made Ginny feel like she was not alone. She tried to hold back her smile as Hermione tried to explain her feelings about Ron, and also when she replied to Ginny's joke. Hermione took rather more seriously than she had expected, but she knew Hermione knew that she didn't midn 


Obviously this is not done! My mom is yelling at me to go to sleep. So to sleep I shall go. I shall finish this later today I guess

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