Lying Is The Most Fun A Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off

A/N: I guess I would like to start out by saying that I've read many, many Hermione/Ginny pairings and majority of them were amazing and kept me entertained and wanting more the whole time. And I'd like to give a shout out to LauraFlowi, Spectrum24, Zelz Saihitei, 0-aFreeElf-0, insaneantics21, .scream, penandpencil, eshizzle, Nymphean, careberin06, dolphindragon888, MirellaArabesque, BeaumontRulz, , Alex Monopoly girl, fortysix past, BKaye, RavensHeart85,mchery14, The Forgotten Lover, Jackdawess, Charmed Lassie, Ever December, youre-very-stalkable, xxfudoodullsxx, freethoughts101, TheRavensLover, itsbloomagic, Pennstategirl (yes I realize that is a lot of authors lol) for amusing me with your stories and inspiring me to write my own Ginny/Hermione fic. Welp, here it goes. I own nothing although I wish I did lol

Is it Still Me That Makes You Sweat?

(Chapter 1)

As I sat there on the bench in the pouring rain, contemplating what I should do; I slowly came to realization that my world is completely shattered and I have no idea how to fix it. I'm literally left with nothing. No family. No friends; all alone and with no hope of this ever changing. I keep replaying over in my head what I could have possibly done different so that I didn't lose everything. My name is Hermione Jean Granger and I am 19 years old and this is the story of how I lost everything.

Approximately Two Years Ago…

"THERE IS ABSOLUTELY NO BLOODY WAY THAT YOU ARE THAT! WE DID NOT RAISE YOU TO BE A POOF!"

"Mum, Dad I-I can explain!" I pleaded

"EXPLAIN WHAT? THAT THERE'S SOME KIND OF DEMON INSIDE YOU POSSESSING YOU? ARE YOU MAD?" screeched my Mum.

As I looked at my Mum, she looked as if she wanted to strangle the homoness out of me. I couldn't figure out how they found out.

"Well, I mean I can't say I'm not surprised honestly," said my Dad.

I'm pretty sure my Mum and I both practically broke ours necks after he said that.

"WHAT? EVERYONE IN THIS HOUSE IS MAD! But that's okay. I know what the problem is. It's that bloody devil worshipping school you go to and as far as I'm concerned you are no daughter of mine. Pack your things and get the fuck out of my house."

I stood there in disbelief, not believing my ears. There's no way this could be happening. My parents were never suppose to find out. I quickly sprint upstairs to my room and I hear my Mum shout.

"You have 15 minutes!"

I grab my trunk and start to toss any and everything into it. My mind is in such a cluster fuck I don't realize the tears streaming down my face or that I have no idea where to go. If my parents reacted like this, I could only imagine what strangers would say. As I slowly descend back down the stairs I see my Dad at the door.

"DA-"

"DON'T!"

And with that I left my parents behind me. One day I hope that they will just realize that they were wrong and that I'm the same Hermione I was years ago. Maybe they'll love me again someday, I don't know, but that's how I lost my parents.

That Same Night…

I sulked down the street not knowing where to go, then I realized what an idiot I was for not remembering the Knight Bus. I quickly pulled out my wand and touched the ground with it. Within seconds the Knight Bus appeared and sure enough Stan was there to greet me.

"The Leaky Cauldron please" I said glumly.

"Oi, Miss you don't look to well."

"If you don't mind, I would prefer not to talk about it."

"Fine by me; next stop The Leaky Cauldron."

The ride there was mostly a blur, as to as I was trying to rack my brain of what to do once I arrived. After a few minutes I decided that I needed a drink. I walked in the door and left my belongings in the passageway. At this point I just didn't give a fuck anymore. I take a seat in an isolated corner of the nearly empty bar.

"Three shots of firewhiskey please," I sullenly said.

The bartender became wide-eyed but she noticed my depressing demeanor and quickly started filling three glasses and sat them in front of me. I rapidly downed them one by one. I just wanted to forget everything at this point; my parents, that I'm gay, and especially that I am madly in love with my best friend Ginny Weasley. She is the reason I finally realized that I was a homosexual. If not for her I would most likely be in an unhappy relationship with her brother dreading every minute of my life. Too much thinking I need more drinks.

"Three more please"

"Woah honey, don't you think you're moving a little fast?" the bartender questioned.

"That's the point, I would prefer it if I forgot everything." I said as I chuckled a bit to myself.

Again the bartender refilled my glasses and I diminished them instantly. Almost immediately I started to fill the effects of the first three shots and it made me feel good.

"So would you care to tell me what you would like to forget?"

"Oh nothing big; myparentsfoundoutthati'malesbianandtheykickedmeout!" I said rapidly.

"And it's because I just haaadddd to fall in love with my stuuuupiiddd best friend, who has no idea by the way." I gesture for more rounds and she starts pouring more. I down the first.

"She is the most beautiful person I have ever met! Her green eyes, I could get lost in them forever, and her smile is breathtaking and so stunning. " I drink the second.

"And her bloody laugh! It's like an angel from above!" I move to take the third but the bartender grabs it first.

"Alright there missy, I think you're done for the night."

"Aw but I didn't even get to tell you about her gorgeous, red hair-"

"Red hair you say? You wouldn't happen to be talking about a Weasley would you?"

"YES OF COURSE!" I shout drunkenly. "Ginerva Weasely to be exact!" I slurred.

"Oh well I'm quite a good family friend of the Weasley's; I'm going to shoot Molly a quick owl to see if she can come get you because you are in no shape to take care of yourself tonight," she said calmly

I try to stand up to protest but I immediately see stars and next thing I know everything is black.

"Hermione."

I'm so confused to whats going on and my head is still spinning. I look around the blurry room to try and focus but my eyes fail to adjust.

"Hermione, are you ok?"

Who is that talking to me is this a dream? There is absolutely no way she is here right now, I'm dreaming I know it. I look up and I see my angel looking down at me with a worried look on her face. I realized that my head is lying in her lap and she is playing with my hair.

"Gin?" I said softly.

"Yeah, it's me Hermione. Are you ok?" she asked concerned.

"Gin, I am absolutely wonderful now that you're here." I replied as I smiled like an idiot.

She smiled back and my heart melted.

"Oh Gin, I'm so glad you came to be with me. I've wanted this for so long."

"Wait, what do you mean?"

Dun Dun Dunnnnnn

ok soooo currently i'm at navy a school. so im going to try to keep a steady story going because i hate when ppl take forever to update lol and i know everyone has busy lives im just extremely impatient.

alrighty then so negative or positive feedback is strongly encouraged(its my first story)

THanks Homie