A surprising turn: Chapter 11: Happiness...
Well, here goes, another chapter, hope you enjoy!
Pairing: Hermione/Pansy
Warnings: Later on in the story Ron will be really mean, so if you adore him, then maybe you shouldn't start reading.
Disclaimer: Not mine, never where and never will be, but I do own the plot.
AU: This is my first try out for a femslash story, please review. Thanks to Sarah for betaing!
Summary: Hermione is married to Ron, pregnant and life couldn't be better. Until he does something to muck it up, and Hermione receives a letter that changes her world.
“Please don't leave.”
And then she kissed her.
The hands on her cheeks were radiating warmth and Pansy's world suddenly started going in slow motion as the warm lips met her own. The kiss was slow and sweet and careful, and took her by surprise. It took her some seconds too catch up, but when she did, she raised her hands to take a hold of the brunette's face, and started kissing her back. She could feel Hermione's surprise in the kiss, but by then they both needed to come up for air and Pansy broke off the kiss. Pansy leaned her forehead against the Hermione's, a little smile gracing Pansy's lips before she leaned in and pecked Hermione on the lips.
Hermione's cheeks felt numb. Pansy's hands were still holding her face, and Hermione felt just as unable to remove her hands from the blonde. Her head was still trying to wrap around the fact that Pansy had actually kissed her back. And then kissed her again. And now she was wearing a huge smile.
Pansy was sure she was dreaming. Hermione had kissed her. Actually kissed her. In no way did she deserve to be this happy. She couldn't help but smile.
“I...” Hermione had no idea what to say, she just felt the need to break the silence.
But before she could say anything more, Pansy stopped her by holding up two fingers on Hermione's lips and making a small hushing noise. Hermione's hands had fallen down on Pansy's shoulders, and Pansy's one remaining hand had a soft grip in Hermione's curls.
Neither had any idea how long they stood there just looking at each other, but when Hermione started feeling numb in her legs, she nodded her head against the living room, took Pansy's hand and led her to the couch where they sat down, still holding hands. Staring straight ahead, Hermione picked up all her Gryffindor courage and plunged in.
“When you left on Thursday, I missed you the moment you were gone, and by Friday I was miserable. I couldn't understand what was going on, and then I met with Harry. He made me realise that there was something I needed to figure out, and then when you turned up on Sunday and I hugged you, I suddenly realised that I was falling for you.” Her voice had become weaker and weaker through her speech, and by the end she was looking at the floor.
There were an overwhelming silence before Pansy came up with any kind of answer. She was also staring straight ahead as she was uncertain if she would be able to say anything looking into those big eyes. Their hands had become interwoven, and one of Hermione's fingers was stroking Pansy's hand.
“I've known since the morning after we visited the Weasleys. I couldn't believe what was happening, but after a few days, I took it for what it was and enjoyed the time I had with you. I never thought in a million years that you could ever feel the same, so I kept silent. It was one of the hardest things I ever had to do. I never wanted to move, but I figured you had found out when you started acting strange when I came back.”
Hermione finally dared look at her friend, and what she saw shocked her. Pansy was fighting against tears. Hermione had never seen Pansy cry, not even after the battle, and the fact that she could make Pansy cry was mind blowing. Out of pure instinct she reached out and pulled Pansy into a lop-sided hug. Pansy leaned on her and hugged fiercely back, as to hide the small tears that had escaped her eyes. After a minute or so, Pansy pulled back and discreetly dried her eyes with her hand, whilst mumbling a barley audible “I'm sorry”.
“I... I really don't know what to say.” Hermione kept a firm grip of Pansy's other hand. Suddenly it was like she understood something. “That morning! When you made breakfast that first day... That's what you were talking about!” She waited as if she wanted an answer, but when Pansy didn't say anything and didn't look up, she started getting nervous and started babbling. “I've been living too much in my own world...How could I be so blind, even to my own feelings, geez I am dense sometimes.”
At this Pansy made sort of a snort. “Yeah, right, Hermione Granger dense. Now I've heard it all.” A small smile touched her lips and she looked up, looking at Hermione out of the corner of her eye with a crooked smile. Suddenly it seemed like she had caught something Hermione said before. “Which feelings?”
At the unusually direct approach from Pansy, Hermione was caught off guard and blurted it out. “For you.” When she realised that may not have been as explanatory said out loud as it was in her head, she sighed and added with a soft voice. “I'm falling in love with you.”
Nothing in the world could have stopped Pansy's frantically beating heart at that moment. A huge smiled filled her face. “About time.” Then she leaned forward an caught Hermione in another kiss.
When afternoon came, the couple were again sitting on the couch. They had both taken the day off, and used it to figure out their relationship. Neither wanted to stay as just friends, so an hour after their first kiss they were officially a couple, although no one found out until some hours later. They agreed to stay in their own rooms, but Pansy would not move out. They talked a lot about the babies, and everything that followed, but felt it was to early to decide anything. When they sat down on the couch again hours later, they had just eaten dinner.
They were in the middle of an unimportant conversation when the Floo stirred and Draco and Blaise came through. The men stopped in their tracks, and when they noticed the two women on the couch holding hands, two pair of eyebrows flew up.
“Ehh... we came to help you move. Remember?” Draco looked at Pansy as if she had been a bad girl or something, but the little glint in his eye told her that he knew something was up.
“Well, it turns out I don't have to move. Hermione seems to want to keep me here.” She sounded extremely cheerful, and suddenly she leaned in and captured Hermione in a chaste kiss.
At the shock and embarrassment that was very obvious by Hermione's red cheeks, both the men started laughing, and soon Pansy joined them. Hermione tried to hide her ever more blushing face into the couch pillow. As the men laughed on, Pansy put a finger under Hermione's chin and lifted it up. In a continuation of her last line, she spoke so only Hermione could hear. “And I am very happy that she does.”
Chapter 10
Chapter one on ff.net
Pairing: Hermione/Pansy
Warnings: Later on in the story Ron will be really mean, so if you adore him, then maybe you shouldn't start reading.
Disclaimer: Not mine, never where and never will be, but I do own the plot.
AU: This is my first try out for a femslash story, please review. Thanks to Sarah for betaing!
Summary: Hermione is married to Ron, pregnant and life couldn't be better. Until he does something to muck it up, and Hermione receives a letter that changes her world.
“Please don't leave.”
And then she kissed her.
The hands on her cheeks were radiating warmth and Pansy's world suddenly started going in slow motion as the warm lips met her own. The kiss was slow and sweet and careful, and took her by surprise. It took her some seconds too catch up, but when she did, she raised her hands to take a hold of the brunette's face, and started kissing her back. She could feel Hermione's surprise in the kiss, but by then they both needed to come up for air and Pansy broke off the kiss. Pansy leaned her forehead against the Hermione's, a little smile gracing Pansy's lips before she leaned in and pecked Hermione on the lips.
Hermione's cheeks felt numb. Pansy's hands were still holding her face, and Hermione felt just as unable to remove her hands from the blonde. Her head was still trying to wrap around the fact that Pansy had actually kissed her back. And then kissed her again. And now she was wearing a huge smile.
Pansy was sure she was dreaming. Hermione had kissed her. Actually kissed her. In no way did she deserve to be this happy. She couldn't help but smile.
“I...” Hermione had no idea what to say, she just felt the need to break the silence.
But before she could say anything more, Pansy stopped her by holding up two fingers on Hermione's lips and making a small hushing noise. Hermione's hands had fallen down on Pansy's shoulders, and Pansy's one remaining hand had a soft grip in Hermione's curls.
Neither had any idea how long they stood there just looking at each other, but when Hermione started feeling numb in her legs, she nodded her head against the living room, took Pansy's hand and led her to the couch where they sat down, still holding hands. Staring straight ahead, Hermione picked up all her Gryffindor courage and plunged in.
“When you left on Thursday, I missed you the moment you were gone, and by Friday I was miserable. I couldn't understand what was going on, and then I met with Harry. He made me realise that there was something I needed to figure out, and then when you turned up on Sunday and I hugged you, I suddenly realised that I was falling for you.” Her voice had become weaker and weaker through her speech, and by the end she was looking at the floor.
There were an overwhelming silence before Pansy came up with any kind of answer. She was also staring straight ahead as she was uncertain if she would be able to say anything looking into those big eyes. Their hands had become interwoven, and one of Hermione's fingers was stroking Pansy's hand.
“I've known since the morning after we visited the Weasleys. I couldn't believe what was happening, but after a few days, I took it for what it was and enjoyed the time I had with you. I never thought in a million years that you could ever feel the same, so I kept silent. It was one of the hardest things I ever had to do. I never wanted to move, but I figured you had found out when you started acting strange when I came back.”
Hermione finally dared look at her friend, and what she saw shocked her. Pansy was fighting against tears. Hermione had never seen Pansy cry, not even after the battle, and the fact that she could make Pansy cry was mind blowing. Out of pure instinct she reached out and pulled Pansy into a lop-sided hug. Pansy leaned on her and hugged fiercely back, as to hide the small tears that had escaped her eyes. After a minute or so, Pansy pulled back and discreetly dried her eyes with her hand, whilst mumbling a barley audible “I'm sorry”.
“I... I really don't know what to say.” Hermione kept a firm grip of Pansy's other hand. Suddenly it was like she understood something. “That morning! When you made breakfast that first day... That's what you were talking about!” She waited as if she wanted an answer, but when Pansy didn't say anything and didn't look up, she started getting nervous and started babbling. “I've been living too much in my own world...How could I be so blind, even to my own feelings, geez I am dense sometimes.”
At this Pansy made sort of a snort. “Yeah, right, Hermione Granger dense. Now I've heard it all.” A small smile touched her lips and she looked up, looking at Hermione out of the corner of her eye with a crooked smile. Suddenly it seemed like she had caught something Hermione said before. “Which feelings?”
At the unusually direct approach from Pansy, Hermione was caught off guard and blurted it out. “For you.” When she realised that may not have been as explanatory said out loud as it was in her head, she sighed and added with a soft voice. “I'm falling in love with you.”
Nothing in the world could have stopped Pansy's frantically beating heart at that moment. A huge smiled filled her face. “About time.” Then she leaned forward an caught Hermione in another kiss.
When afternoon came, the couple were again sitting on the couch. They had both taken the day off, and used it to figure out their relationship. Neither wanted to stay as just friends, so an hour after their first kiss they were officially a couple, although no one found out until some hours later. They agreed to stay in their own rooms, but Pansy would not move out. They talked a lot about the babies, and everything that followed, but felt it was to early to decide anything. When they sat down on the couch again hours later, they had just eaten dinner.
They were in the middle of an unimportant conversation when the Floo stirred and Draco and Blaise came through. The men stopped in their tracks, and when they noticed the two women on the couch holding hands, two pair of eyebrows flew up.
“Ehh... we came to help you move. Remember?” Draco looked at Pansy as if she had been a bad girl or something, but the little glint in his eye told her that he knew something was up.
“Well, it turns out I don't have to move. Hermione seems to want to keep me here.” She sounded extremely cheerful, and suddenly she leaned in and captured Hermione in a chaste kiss.
At the shock and embarrassment that was very obvious by Hermione's red cheeks, both the men started laughing, and soon Pansy joined them. Hermione tried to hide her ever more blushing face into the couch pillow. As the men laughed on, Pansy put a finger under Hermione's chin and lifted it up. In a continuation of her last line, she spoke so only Hermione could hear. “And I am very happy that she does.”
Chapter 10
Chapter one on ff.net