Chapter 2
"Ginny! Ginny, wake up, please"
it was her voice again, god, how Ginny loved that voice, Hermione's voice.
it took a second for her to register the small hands around her waist, Hermione's hands.
A blush almost as red as the shimmering unicorn blood crept up her neck to the apples of her cheeks
"Hii, mione"
Be cool, Ginny. Be cool, it's just Hermione. GINNY BE COOL! ITS THE GIRL YOU LIKE BE COOL BE SO COOL SHE CANT RESIST YOUR COOLNESS! BE-
"you alright? that spider gave you quite a scare."
it takes Ginny a second for her mind to absorb such an incredibly complex statement from such a gorgeous girl.
"you- you killed Aragog..."
which was not an answer to Hermione's question at all, but its all Ginny currently could focus on, other than the small, delicate hands covered in countless little paper cuts, (most likely from "Hogwarts: A history") that were wrapped so securely around her waist, rendering her mind into a rainbow puddle of lesbian mush.
"Well, technically it was buckbeak that killed Aragog, and it was threatening you,-
Hermione's hands tighten around Ginny's waist by probably only a fraction of a millimeter as she says this, but it knocks the lovesick wind out of Ginny's heaving lungs all the same, and Ginny leans back into Hermione's chest, breathing a heavy sigh of relief and unrequited love.
-and so I couldn't possibly have stopped him."
"Thank you so much, mione, i-
She cuts herself off there. GINNY! DO NOT TELL HERMIONE "I LOVE YOU"! DO! NOT! CONFESS! TO! A! STRAIGHT! GIRL!
"Don't worry about it, Gin. But you were going to say...?"
Ginny can't look at hermiones face, she's too squished in hermiones lap, sitting between her toned legs with hermiones arms around her waist while hermione steers buckbeak with such effortless ease and beauty and-
CHRIST, GINNY, PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER!
but *anyway*, If ginny was going to look up at hermione, hermiones face would probably be an expression of pure inquisitiveness, and a darn beautiful one at that.
"I love you..."