Ice and Fire (Herminny)

Ice and Fire

A/N: just a Herminny oneshot. I've uploaded it also onto my fanfiction.net, missgrangerthebookworm. I just wanted to upload it here too because more of my followers on Instagram have Wattpad.

Hermione's skin was pale, unblemished and smooth. Ginny's was the exact opposite - she was tanned and freckled, her skin was bumpy from the muscles that rippled underneath, gained from playing all those Quidditch matches. Hermione smelt like new books, like fresh parchment, like ink. Ginny smelt like wood, from tightly clutching her broom in bad weather matches, she smelt like deodorant, like a sauna. Hermione's skin was always cold to the touch, Ginny's always felt warm. Hermione's eyes were patterned like the strange cracks you find in ice; Ginny's eyes were warm and fiery. Hermione was ice and Ginny was fire.

The arguments had started a few weeks ago, when Ginny's time was crowded with matches she had to play at work and her girlfriend had felt that Ginny was putting the Holyhead Harpies before their relationship. Which, technically, she was, but it was only for a few weeks and Ginny got double the pay for playing all the extra matches in the league. And if she didn't show up, the Harpies couldn't play and they automatically lost.

And then yesterday Hermione had gotten angry because Ginny forgot the milk because she was at an extra match. Silly fights were happening all too often and it was definitely mounting up to something.

Then a couple of minutes ago, Ginny announced she wanted to break up with Hermione because of all the fights she had started. Silly fights that had definitely been mounting up to that moment.

And now Hermione was bent over sobbing and Ginny felt hopeless. Hermione was ice and Ginny's fire had melted her to water. Now she was water, putting out Ginny's internal flame as she looked on hopelessly. They were slowly destroying each other.