Choices Choices
Title: Choices Choices
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Pairing: Hermione/Ginny
Rating: PG
Word Count: 512
Warnings: Get your insulin, it's fluff.
Summary: Hermione asks Ginny why she's still single and offers some suggestions.
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"So tell me Gin, with all you are: smart, athletic, beautiful, why are you still single?" asked the Hermione.
"Not that much choice around Hogwarts,” Ginny smirked, “As much as I’d like to pretend there is, have you seen the new Ravenclaw chasers?"
Ignoring the last part of Ginny's comment Hermione persisted, "Of course, there is. It’s a big school, maybe you just weren’t looking in the right places.” Her voice trailing off as she relaxed onto the quilt she’d brought out for their impromptu picnic.
"I highly doubt it, if there’s one thing I’ve done, it's look." Ginny closed her eyes letting the sun’s rays warm her face, “What I’ve seen is not always pleasing, seems all the good ones are taken.”
Hermione rolled her eyes, "What utter nonsense. How about Lisa?"
"Slutty."
"Free with her love," amended Hermione. "Padma?"
"Isn’t she with some Hufflepuff, wait, I think she’s with Lisa,” the redhead chuckled, “Maybe I should approach the poor girl just to save her from that diseased fate."
Hermione turned her head and glared at Ginny, “That’s a horrible thing to say!” she faced the blue sky, a hand coming up to shield her eyes, “Whether or not it’s true.”
A slight pause, “Melinda?."
Ginny snorted, “I was always taught to keep my mouth shut if I had nothing nice to say about someone.”
"Then maybe you should listen to your mum a bit more." Hermione retorted.
"You’re hopeless. I’ve run through every gay, bi, or even possibly questioning female in this school above a decent age and you’ve shot them all down." Hermione sighed lowering her hand and closing her eyes in defeat.
Ginny just hummed absently but not quite in agreement, “For once you’re wrong, ‘Mione."
With a scoff Hermione opened her eyes only to find Ginny hovering over her blocking any direct sunshine, "Oh really now, I doubt that." A dark brown eyebrow arched in challenge, "Who's left?"
Ginny shrugged a shoulder, her eyes on a spot above Hermione's ear, "Well, what about you?" A small gasp from the girl beneath her caused a blush on Ginny's already mildly sunburned cheeks, "You never once mentioned your name."
Hermione fought the urge to squirm underneath Ginny. The other girl refused to look at her, she was going to have to force her hand, "Well what about me, who says I'm interested?" She closed her eyes and tried to keep her face blank and disinterested.
Of course that was all shot to hell when the brunette felt soft lips searching hers releasing a moan from the confusion of emotions and thoughts within her.
Even with her eyes closed Hermione knew that Ginny was smirking when the younger girl further answered her question, "That sweet little moan for one."
Hermione opened her eyes to meet Ginny's heated gaze, "Smart moan." She sighed dramatically, "I suppose it's just too bad for the rest of Hogwarts."
Ginny just smiled and proceeded to show her just how unfortunate the rest of the female population of Hogwarts was.