Fic: Absolute Gravity (Hermione/Pansy, 5/6)

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Title: Absolute Gravity (Part 1, 2, 3, 4)
Author: Janine
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Hermione/Pansy
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I don’t own them
Summary: Hermione and Pansy’s relationship continues to grow. Sequel to Darling Pansy and Beautiful Day.

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Part Five

A week later…

Hermione smiled to herself as she rounded the corner and caught sight of a slight figure leaning against the side of one of the school’s many archways, her pace quickening anxiously.

“Were you waiting long?” Hermione asked slightly breathless as she met the other girl. Once she reached Pansy, she immediately stepped into the other girl’s open arms, sighing happily as Pansy hugged her before pressing a kiss to her cheek before reluctantly stepping back a few moments later so that they could speak.

“Not long,” Pansy said smiling her hand reaching out for Hermione’s hand, holding it gently in her own. She was surprised by how easy the small little gestures of affection had become for her. She had always thought that couples that went around holding hands and pecking each other on the cheek for no reason were unbearably cheesy, and she openly disparaged them, but she understood now. She was one of them now. When she was around Hermione she just needed some part of them to be touching. “Shall we?”

“Yeah,” Hermione responded smiling squeezing Pansy’s hand. “Let’s get out of here.”

They began to walk away from the castle after that, heading out into the dark of the night towards the lake where it was unlikely that they would encounter anyone with the cold weather and the time of night, so happy to have some quiet time together that they didn’t even notice the small redheaded figure that slipped out into the darkness after them.

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“There is not!” Hermione declared trying to turn around in Pansy’s arms as they stared out at the frozen lake, laughing as Pansy’s tightened her hold on her and kissed her cheek, nuzzling her face into Hermione’s fluffy scarf.

“There is too,” Pansy replied a moment later, her breath crystallizing in the air. “Right over there,” she continued drawing one of her hands from around Hermione’s waist to point somewhere in the middle of the lake. “A real live Moon Frog.”

“Luna made those up,” Hermione said, “Or her father did, I guess,” she continued leaning against Pansy. “In any case, there are no such things as Moon Frogs.”

“And you know that for certain?” Pansy asked, needling Hermione, loving it when the brunette got all riled up and passionate. She was insanely cute when sputtering with indignance. “Have you been to the moon? I mean just because we’ve never seen something it doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist,” Pansy continued feeling the annoyed slump of Hermione’s shoulders and smiling. “A lack of evidence doesn’t mean that there isn’t any.”

“You’re just playing Devils advocate to make me mad,” Hermione said deciding that she was going to rise above it and not get upset for her girlfriends amusement. Pansy didn’t think she noticed her little smiles when she got all fired up about something, but she did. The other girl wasn’t fooling her at all.

“Devils what?” Pansy asked confused, pouting slightly. It was probably some Muggle phrase. She hated Muggle phrases. She never understood what they meant. Muggle’s were so weird, it was impossible to comprehend their ways.

“Devils advocate,” Hermione repeated smiling a little herself. Pansy hated it when she used Muggle phrases because they confused her. “It means one who argues against a cause or position either for the sake of argument or to help determine its validity,” Hermione continued sounding like a textbook, just like in class. “But what it really means is an asshole that picks fights because they get off on aggravating other people.”

“Oh,” Pansy responded nodding. “Well, good call then. That sounds like me,” the raven-haired girl agreed good-naturedly knowing that Hermione thought she was cute even though she could be an asshole at times and did like to aggravate people.

“That wasn’t a compliment,” Hermione mumbled though she was smiling and turned her head to side to kiss Pansy’s cheek.

“No, but you still kissed me,” Pansy replied uncurling herself from around Hermione and moving in front of her so that she could comfortably kiss the brunette’s lips, her gloved hands gently holding Hermione’s face as their lips moved against each other.

“Are you getting cold?” Pansy asked when they pulled away, a shiver running through her body.

“I was cold,” Hermione breathed out softly. “I’m getting warmer though,” she continued pulling Pansy towards her by her jacket roughly, kissing the raven-haired girl again, her hands wrapping around Pansy’s waist, holding her against her.

Pansy moaned softly and then pulled away from Hermione’s lips with a groan.

“If you keep that up, I’m going to take you in the snow,” Pansy purred her lips trailing over Hermione’s cheek before she sucked her earlobe into her mouth and then bit down on it lightly. “In fact, I might just do that anyway,” she continued as a picture of herself on top of Hermione with her hand down her pants as they lay in the snow came to her.

“I don’t think so,” Hermione said shaking her head and actually meaning it. She knew that she would be on the bottom. “There’s no way that I’m showing up at Madam Pomfrey’s door with frostbite in really embarrassing places.”

“Right,” Pansy sighed knowing that Hermione actually meant it that time, not really thrilled with the idea of Madam Pomfrey getting a look at her girlfriend’s embarrassing places anyway. “Looks like I’ll be taking things in hand tonight,” she murmured with a resigned sigh. She would have rather been taking Hermione in hand, but either way someone was going to get fucked.

“Merlin,” Hermione moaned softly at Pansy’s words, numerous images of her girlfriend masturbating flashing through her mind, making her tingle between her legs. Pansy was evil. Watching the other girl masturbate was one of the sexiest things in the world and Pansy knew that mentioning it would turn her on like Deluminator in a torch shop. “Ron never bathes at night. We could try the Gryffindor prefect bathroom.”

“It’s late,” Pansy responded pressing herself against Hermione, leaning down to kiss any exposed skin she could find. “I’m going to have trouble sneaking back to the Slytherin dorms.”

Hermione smirked tilting her head to the side to give Pansy better access to her.

“I guess we’ll just have to stay there all night then,” Hermione purred.

Pansy smiled at the brunette’s response.

“I love you,” Pansy murmured happily kissing Hermione again, her lips pausing on Hermione’s jaw a few seconds later when her words registered with her.

She hadn’t meant to say that.

Quickly Pansy resumed kissing Hermione’s skin, her heart pounding beneath her breast, hoping desperately that Hermione wouldn’t comment on her words. She wasn’t ready to talk about them yet. Especially since she was certain they were true.

Hermione felt Pansy’s lips freeze against her for a moment after the other girl had spoken; her own body tensing as Pansy did. When she first heard the other girl’s response she didn’t think much of it. People said they loved things all the time without it meaning that they were in love. But when Pansy froze against her, she wondered if Pansy really meant it.

Hermione’s hand drifted up to Pansy’s head, stroking her hair as the other girl began to kiss her again, her heart pounding in her chest. She wasn’t sure how to react to Pansy’s words. Did Pansy mean it the way she thought she did? Should she say it back to her girlfriend? If she did, would she mean it? She thought she would, she couldn’t even imagine what her life would be like without Pansy in it, and she knew that she didn’t want to find out? But was that love? If she said it, there would be no turning back. What if Pansy didn’t mean it the way she thought she did, and then was freaked out by Hermione saying it? They had only been seeing each other for a few months, was it too soon to know?

Hermione’s mind raced with such thoughts before the feeling of Pansy’s lips pressing against her own drew her out of her thoughts. Pansy was kissing her forcefully, desperately attacking her lips and then the skin of her throat, her mouth occupied constantly.

Hermione relaxed into the touch. It seemed that Pansy wasn’t really ready to talk about what she had just said any more than she was.

“Come on,” Hermione said softly, leaving that discussion for another day. “I’m starting to freeze, and the bathroom won’t be nearly as fun if I can’t move my fingers.”

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Ginny remained crouched behind the bushes angled away from the two girls. Shortly after beginning to follow them she began to suspect that she was seriously invading their privacy, and once they had begun to kiss by the lake she had turned her back to them to try and give them some privacy since she couldn’t sneak off without being noticed. She had thought that it would be titillating and fun to catch Hermione in action, but watching as they sweetly held each other and as they clung to each other as they kissed, made Ginny feel ashamed. She was watching something extremely intimate, something that wasn’t meant for the eyes of others and she was glad that she had remained far enough away from them that she couldn’t hear what they were saying because if she’d been eavesdropping on the conversation as well, she might not have been able to live with the disgrace of her actions.

In any case, she was now certain that Hermione and Pansy really were dating and as she stood up, once Hermione and Pansy were out of sight, she decided that she was going to make up for her childish snooping by fully supporting Hermione and being there for her. Even though she still really, really disliked Pansy Parkinson, if wasn’t right that Hermione should have to hide the fact that she like her from everyone so Ginny would make sure that Hermione could talk to her.

Walking back to the castles, Ginny knew that it was time for her to be a good friend instead of doing her best Rita Skeeter impersonation.

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The next day…

Hermione tilted her head back to rest against the back of the couch as Ron and Harry fought about something that had to do with Quidditch, a subject on which she was happy to announce she knew very little. It wasn’t that late, but she was already beginning to feel tired and she knew that the strange hours she had been keeping because of her meetings with Pansy were beginning to catch up to her. She was young, but that didn’t mean she had an endless supply of energy.

So when Ginny came up to the three of them in the common room, and told Ron and Harry that they had to leave because she needed to talk to Hermione about female issues, Hermione was glad for the interruption.

“Female issues?” Hermione asked lifting her eyebrow when Ginny plopped down on the couch next to her. She and Ginny were not the type of girls to talk about female issues.

“Cheap trick I know, but it works. Even if they don’t really believe you, they don’t want to risk sticking around in case it is true, and they hear words like ‘period’ and ‘tampon’,” Ginny responded smirking at Hermione who laughed.

“Well, thanks for the rescue,” Hermione said a moment later. “I know you love Quidditch, but there’s only so much talk about it that I can stand.”

“No problem,” Ginny responded shifting on the couch a little, wondering how to broach the subject she’d wanted to talk to Hermione about all day. “Glad to be of help,” she continued settling on an approach and turning to face the other girl. “So, did Pansy like the pendant?”

“Oh yeah, she …” Hermione began before blinking quickly, and staring at Ginny. “What?”

“I asked if Pansy liked the pendant you got for her,” Ginny repeated, her voice a bit lower, conscious that they were in the common room though there was nobody nearby to overhear them.

Hermione eyed the redhead considering denying what Ginny was saying, but she knew that she had already messed up by beginning to answer Ginny’s question the first time she asked it. She had wondered if Ginny had followed her that day in Hogsmeade, and she must have if she knew about the pendant. It was the only one in the shop and if Ginny saw Pansy wearing it she must have figured out that the only way that was possible was if she had given it to her.

“You followed me,” Hermione accused figuring that turning the tables on Ginny was the best way to deal with the situation for now. “In Hogsmeade, you didn’t go to any candy store you followed me back to the antique store!”

Ginny dropped her head, silently acknowledging the truth of the statement. “I wanted to see what you were up to. I figured it had something to do with that note you didn’t want to talk about,” Ginny admitted hazarding a look over at Hermione who was staring at her stone-faced. “I know it was wrong. I’m sorry.”

Hermione looked away from her without responding.

“Listen,” Ginny began when the silence between them started to become uncomfortable. “I know, okay. I figured it out. I know that you and Pansy are dating,” she went on whispering the last part to Hermione. “The note, the pendant, Ron talking about how she was nice to you in class,” Ginny continued when Hermione quickly looked in her direction. “I just wanted to tell you that I’m happy for you, alright. I shouldn’t have snooped around on you, but I’m your friend you know, and if you want to talk about it, I’m here for you … and stuff,” Ginny finished her eyes leaving Hermione to look around the room awkwardly.

“You don’t think I’m insane?” Hermione asked softly, finally turning to look at the redhead again.

“Well, a little,” Ginny responded smiling a little bit. “But you know, I’m sure there’s a side of her that I haven’t seen,” she continued not able to pretend she understood what Hermione saw in Pansy but trying to show that she didn’t really care because Hermione was her friend and that’s what mattered. “Seriously, if she makes you happy, then no, I don’t think it’s insane at all.”

“She can be sweet,” Hermione said knowing that Ginny wasn’t really convinced and was just trying to be supportive.

Ginny thought back to the way Pansy had hugged Hermione when they met that night to walk by the lake, and about how Pansy had been the one to take Hermione’s hand in hers and how she had held it for their entire walk.

“I can believe that,” Ginny said certainly meeting Hermione’s gaze.

Hermione relaxed back against the couch, relieved. She didn’t know why Ginny was willing to accept that statement when she knew that everything the redhead had seen of Pansy probably pointed to the opposite, but unlike when she was trying to reassure Hermione that she wasn’t insane, the brunette could tell that Ginny really did believe that Pansy could be sweet.

“I don’t …” Hermione began shaking her head a little bit. “I mean, I know how it seems,” she continued her voice dropping as she looked at Ginny. “Me and Pansy, Pansy of all people, I mean it’s so weird. But it like, it just happened, and I didn’t want it to, but then just all of a sudden one day I liked her,” Hermione went on still sounding bewildered by the whole process.

“But what happened?” Ginny asked in an equally quiet tone. “What made you like her all of a sudden?”

Hermione blushed deeply, her cheeks turning scarlet as she thought back to catching Pansy in the library pleasuring herself, and how she become fascinated by the girl after that until she couldn’t deny her attraction to her in the washroom when they watched each other masturbate.

Only there was no way she could tell Ginny about that.

“You remember that day I got in trouble for skipping?” Hermione asked knowing that her cheeks were still red but able to help it.

“Yeah,” Ginny responded fascinated by the blush covering Hermione’s cheeks and what caused it.

“Well, Pansy went to the washroom too, and I don’t know, when I got there we started insulting each other as usual, but then … we kind of started to talk I guess. And we were standing really close together, and I don’t know, I think she did it just to shock me or something, but she kissed me. I didn’t really react at first. I mean, I didn’t really know what to do. But she did it again and I let her, and I realized that I liked it,” Hermione continued figuring that the story she was telling was close enough to the truth. There was a bathroom, inappropriate touching, and irrational attraction. It was close enough.

“I knew Filch didn’t drop anything on you! That’s why you were so flustered when you got back,” Ginny said all of the dots beginning to connect. After the skipping incident was when Hermione had started to act weirdly and disappear for no reason. “You were making out with her the whole afternoon?”

Hermione blushed. “Yeah, sort of,” she replied smiling a little.

Ginny shook her head. “And all of those times you disappeared without an explanation?”

Hermione bit her bottom lip and nodded, looking extremely sheepish but also kind of pleased with herself.

“Unbelievable,” Ginny murmured shaking her head again. They’d been seeing each other for months, even longer than she’d originally suspected.

Suddenly, Ginny remembered that smutty note she had read and looked at Hermione sharply.

“Have you …” she said waving her hand a little. “You know … with Pansy?”

Hermione blushed again. She couldn’t believe that she was blushing so much considering the things that she and Pansy had actually done and said to each other. She thought that she would be immune to it by now, but talking with Ginny was very different from talking with Pansy.

“Oh my god,” Ginny mumbled the words coming together as she slapped her hand over her mouth staring at Hermione wide-eyed. “You have! You’ve had sex with her,” she went on the last part coming out in a whisper.

Hermione averted her gaze from Ginny, but nodded her head. The conversation was beyond embarrassing but it was nice to be able to finally talk about everything that had been happening after all of the months of secrecy.

“What was it like?” Ginny whispered moving closer to Hermione on the couch. She was still a virgin. “Was it good? Did it hurt? What did you do?”

“I’m not telling you that!” Hermione declared shaking her head. There was no way she was going to tell Ginny the specifics of what she and Pansy did together. She wouldn’t stop blushing for a year if that happened. “It was good though. It was, is, really nice. And it didn’t hurt much, just for a second the first time she …” Hermione trailed off blushing again, not able to get the words ‘the first time when went inside of me’ out of her mouth.

“I can’t believe it,” Ginny said shaking her head. It seemed that all she was doing was shaking her head. “You’re blushing so much. It must have been really good.”

“Ginny!” Hermione said sharply, not certain how much more heat her face could take before her head exploded.

“Don’t ‘Ginny’ me, you’re the one that’s having the mind-blowing sex,” Ginny replied smiling as Hermione covered her face with her hand. “Which means that I get to live vicariously through you,” the redhead continued. “Only I’ll substitute Oliver Wood or someone for Pansy in my fantasies.”

“You better!” Hermione responded glaring at Ginny before smirking. No one had sex fantasies (that she knew about at least) about her girlfriend except for her. “Are you sure you wouldn’t rather fantasize about Harry though?” Hermione asked finally seeing an opportunity to redden Ginny’s cheek a little.

Ginny blushed. “Shut up.”

“Oh, it’s not so much fun when the shoes on the other foot, is it?” Hermione asked.

“Whatever,” Ginny muttered. “I’m sure that you can comfort yourself in Pansy’s pillowy bosom.”

“Yeah, that’s true,” Hermione responded with a mockingly dreamy sigh.

Ginny laughed and threw one of the pillows lying on the couch at her, wondering if she would ever find a way to make Harry her Pansy Parkinson.

To be continued …

Comments

[redbeargrl.livejournal.com]

Although I know in my heart that Ginny and Hermione belong together, I'm really enjoying this story. Thanks for not making Gin into a git about the whole Pansy and Hermione thing! I love the way you move between smex and sweetness in yur chapters. It always makes me want to shout for more! So...I'll shout....More! Plaease!

[gh-stlyge-rge.livejournal.com]

*SQUEAL, is incapable of forming a coherent sentence*

[speckofinfinity.livejournal.com]

Oooh I love Ginny. And Hermione. And Pansy, obviously... =D Can there really be only one chapter left?! *sob*

[zofbadfaith.livejournal.com]

OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG.

I'm kinda jumping on the chair and smiling like an idiot and I know, I know i should go and try and make a comment that's worth the fic but the fic itself made me so happy I don't even know what to say about it! I mean, I'd say everything I could and still wouldn't be enough! All the blushing and Hermione and Ginny talking, awww ♥

I love you, you totally made my day ♥
I'm gonna go take a walk on the clouds now :D:D

[narcolepsy-slds.livejournal.com]

such a sweet chapter.
I am glad that Ginny came around and is a good friend now.

[orgasmicspork.livejournal.com]

pillowy bosom! ahaaha! how i love the tits...

[honeydewnuomizi.livejournal.com]

Awwww, they're such a cute couple walking in the snow like that. :D

I also like the Hermione/Ginny dynamic. Their friendship is believable. :D

[reticentric.livejournal.com]

*turns on broken record* I love this story lol.

“Oh yeah, she …” Hermione began before blinking quickly, and staring at Ginny.

And I just loved that line. It's so simple and so flip but it really shows Hermione's head space...at least I think it does lol. It came out so natural and second nature that it gives a glimpse into her mind when it comes to Pansy.

[lacrossegirlie.livejournal.com]

ah yes lovely quote
ah i absolutely adore this series ginny's blunt confirmation is a-mazing! and hilarius. :D

[ashirashadow.livejournal.com]

I love that you used the Rita Skeeter line someone commented to you. You're so sweet. Stop being awesome. :)

Oh! I like Ginny now! Good job! I was hoping my owner you would do that. :D

I forgot to highlight my favorite line. I'm a little tired right now so I'll just copy and paste your entire story here.
...Ok, it wont let me. but you get it. :D

[crimsonwhisper.livejournal.com]

I really like how you wrote Ginny's reactions. Its nice to see that she didn't act like a total bitch about the whole thing. The whole bit where Ginny asks about the sex made me laugh out loud. I love this story.

[jello-o.livejournal.com]

“Don’t ‘Ginny’ me, you’re the one that’s having the mind-blowing sex,” Ginny replied smiling as Hermione covered her face with her hand.
Hahaha! I suppose Hermoine has lost the privledge to scowled after all the things she and Pansy have done around the castle. And Yay for supportive!Ginny. She certainly makes things funnier.