Secret // Ginny Weasley

Green and Gold

Florence decided to postpone the 'talk' with Ginny for a while. They both had a lot going on in other aspects of their lives and Florence had a tiny bit of hope left that she was holding onto that Ginny would tell her family once the Quidditch season ends. Which was tonight.

Ginny had been feeling giddy, nervous, irritated, sad, then guilty about being irritated and picking a fight and then all giddy again for three days straight. Florence tried everything to make sure Ginny was well-rested for the big, final game of the season, but Ginny was either jumping around the flat or trying to pick a fight with her, which didn't make it easy. But it was nothing Florence couldn't handle.

The Holyhead Harpies were playing against Puddlemere United in the finale of the British and Irish Quidditch League. Puddlemere United and the Holyhead Harpies were known rivals and this would be the game of the year. The Harpies hadn't won in years. Last year they had come in fourth but this year they had a chance to win. Ginny needed to win.

Florence was ready, dressed in a green and gold Holyhead Harpies shirt, her favourite mom jeans and black vans. She had green stripes on her cheeks and golden eyeliner on. On the ends of each of the two cornrow braids Angelina Johnson had made in her hair two days ago, a golden ribbon was tied into a small bow. She held a Holyhead Harpies flag ready in her hands.

Ginny stumbled out of the bathroom, her mind already on the field instead of on whatever she had been doing in there. Florence turned around to her, a worried gaze in her eyes. She knew Ginny sometimes sicked before a game due to her nerves and she didn't want Ginny to feel that stressed though it seemed inevitable.

However, when Ginny looked at her, the twinkle in her eyes returned and her lips formed into the smile that Florence loved so much.

"Holy fuck," Ginny gasped, walking over to her and smoothly sliding her arms around Florence's hips. Ginny was only two inches taller than Florence but she liked to pretend like she was over 6 feet instead of her actual 5'7. "You look good in green and gold." She nipped at the small of Florence's neck and Florence could feel the blood rush to her cheeks.

"Maybe you should let me on the team then," she teased. Ginny chuckled and pressed a kiss on her cheek.

"Never in a million years. I've seen you on a broomstick and... let's just keep it at no," she said, giving her hips a squeeze before letting her hands slide down to her bum. "But I will ask you to keep the shirt on tonight... only the shirt. And not so much ask as order you too," Ginny whispered that last sentence in her ear, making shivers go down her spine.

Having Ginny in bed after a match - especially after they won - always sent Florence to a realm full of bliss, overwhelming pleasure and euphoria.

"You're acting like this is the first time you've seen me in a Holyhead Harpies shirt," Florence chuckled. Ginny smirked and gave her a peck on her lips.

"That's because every time I see you in it, it feels like the first time," Ginny told her. "Cheer for me tonight, yeah?"

"As loudly as I always do." Florence kissed her deeply this time before letting go of her again. Ginny smiled at her before disappearing into the bedroom to grab her last few things.

Florence was disappointed that in case of a victory - which she was rooting hard for - she would not be able - or allowed - to run onto the field to greet Ginny with a hug and kiss. But at least they could celebrate it afterwards together. Right now what mattered most to her was that Ginny would come home with the biggest smile on her face.

She waited for Ginny to finish and together they apparated to the venue. They were playing at the Holyhead Harpies's stadium in Wales. There were already queues of people waiting to enter the stadium to watch the big finale live. Florence walked to the dressing rooms with Ginny. She got a special pass and one of the best seats, just like every partner and close family member of the team.