I'm sitting in the Gryffindor common room when Ginny walks in. I blush a little and try to pretend I don't see her, but she already sits down next to me and takes her books out, ready to make her homework. Great. Bye bye concentration. Ginny seems to appear everywhere where I am lately. It annoys me. She doesn't annoy me, not at all, just the fact that I have this strange feeling whenever I see her. It's like a little sparkle, somewhere in my chest, and I can't handle the fact that I don't know what it is.
Ginny chances position and her hand touches mine. It feels like hundreds of bees are flying around in my belly. "Sorry," she says, and then she focuses on her homework again.
I stare at her while she is studying. Luckily she doesn't notice, I would have died if she knew how I look at her sometimes. Her red her lays messily on her shoulders, covering half of her face. Too bad. I wan't to see her face, count the freckles on her nose and cheeks, kiss her soft lips - NO. Oh my God, what am I doing? This can't be me who's thinking this. Has someone cursed me and is he playing with me now? I look around, trying to find someone who could possibly have done this, but deep down I know it was me who thought this. "Something wrong?" asks Ginny, looking up from her book.
"No. I-it's nothing. I'm sorry."
"Don't be." she smiles. "Listen, I've worked long enough. We're having dinner in a few minutes, are you coming?"
"Oh, eh, you don't have to wait for me. I have to - eh - do stuff."
"Okay then. Good luck with doing stuff. But hurry, or you won't have a seat."
"Yeah, I'll be there in a minute."
"Okay. See you," she says.
"See you."
I watch her walking away, with the strange feeling I wan't to ask her to come back. But I don't.
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Gimione || love kills
FanfictionHermione is secretly but madly in love with Ginny, but she doesn't want to tell anyone because her parents are homophobic. Harry and Draco are dealing with the same problem. the Half-blood Prince in Hermione's perspective.
