Ginny Weasley (freckelette) wrote in ambiguousunwind,
Ginny Weasley
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Log: A Hour's Escape {PG-13}

When: Thursday Nov. 30 afternoon (backdated)
Where: A restaurant far away from the Ministry building
Who: Hermione and Ginny
Rated: PG-13 at the most
Summary: Hermione and Ginny have lunch and discuss.... stuff
Format: Narrative
Status: Complete



Hermione sat at her desk quietly, stirring her tea with the end of a spoon. Ginny was due any minute to get out of her meeting and then it was time for a well-deserved lunch break. And oh, were there things to tell this time.

***

Ginny had never been so glad to have a meeting end and to have a lunch meeting scheduled already. At least this way she could get out of having to see the same faces during lunch as well.

Once she'd put the papers form the meeting away at, she grabbed her bag and headed out towards Hermione's office, so that they could leave the Ministry building and go eat someplace nice.

"Hermione! Ready to go??" Ginny knocked on the door of Hermione's office at the same time.

***

She grinned and walked out of the office, locking the door behind her. "Never been more ready. And you owe me details."

***

Ginny grinned. "Good, because I really need to get out of this building for at least an hour!" Then the details comment hit. "What details?"

***

Her grin got a little wider and she ushered Ginny out of the building before talking again. "Oh, you know. Details. Leather. The good stuff."

***

"Oooh.... those details," Ginny nodded. "And I take it you've got matching details to share?"

They were a street away and slowly she started to relax.

***

"Give and take, give and take." Glimpsing the street windows of Delilah's, Hermione suddenly had an urge to get as far away from the Ministry as she could.



"Why don't we hit somewhere different? Besides, I don't think you really want Adam from Muggle Studies listening in like always.."

***

"Somewhere different sounds like one of the best ideas you ever had," Ginny said with a tired smile. "And I really don't need to know that Adam is listening in when you tell me how many times you and Viktor did the Horizontal Rumba. Or when I tell you about my morning meeting."

***

Hermione rolled her eyes. "Well, that's not what I had planned on telling you.. but you know, if you're interested?"

***

"Adam will be so disappointed," Ginny told her. "And no, that's fine as I wasn't exactly planning on telling you about... you know..." Her hands gestured vaguely.

***

"I think he's gay."

She grinned and gave Ginny a little fake pout. "You were going to hold back on me? And I had such a good story to tell you!"

***

"Hmmmm." Ginny tilted her head. A good story sounded very tempting. Hoping she made the right choice, she told Hermione, "All right then... give me the story and I'll give you
something in return..."

***

"You sound like a sleazy reporter. But fine. I have wanted to tell someone this story for a while.."

Taking a breath, she stopped and leant up against a telephone booth. "Where to begin? Well, he liked the leather.. like you said.."

***

"Hermione, as much as I'd love to hear the story, would you mind if we kept walking? I've been in that meeting from 9 o'clock this morning with hardly anything to eat. I'm starving!" Ginny tried to resist the urge to pull on her friend's sleeve to get her walking.

***

She shook her head slightly and shrugged. "No skin off my back. But you've completely lost my train of thought for me. Where was I?"

Letting Ginny set the pace, she found it hard to keep up and think at the same time about how best to present this... story.

***

"Oh, just tell me when we're there," Ginny said impatiently. "Oh look! How does that one look?" She pointed to a lovely restaurant on the corner of the street. "Let's go have lunch there!" And, before Hermione could say anything, she'd already started to cross the street.

***

"Do we have to run like a bunch of criminals? Really, Gin!" She ran after her, her heels practically on the verge of breaking as it was. “If you make me break these shoes I will kill you, Ginevra."

***

"If we stop because you broke those heels, I'll die of hunger!" Ginny shot back before walking inside. Looking around, she spotted a table in what looked like a quiet corner and walked towards it. A waitress noticed that and followed her with a menu.

"Thank you!" Ginny beamed at her when she'd taken the menu. "Do you have one for my friend as well? She's the one who just limped inside." Ginny waved at Hermione, to indicate where she was, before she started to read the menu with great interest.

***

Hermione rolled her eyes and nodded her thanks to the waitress after sitting down.

"For one I wasn't limping, just yelling at you and your total disregard for my well-being. And second, if you keep this up you won't get a single story."

***

"But at least I'll get fed. The story is a wonderful bonus," Ginny said with gleaming eyes peeking over the upper edge of her menu.

***

"I see. The story is also something you probably don't want to eat to... well, it's not bad, per say, but still." When the waitress came back for their drink orders and to deliver their ice water, Hermione smiled. "A large glass of iced tea, and no lemon."


***

Ginny ordered a lemon tea and leaned back. "So, tell me now. We haven't even ordered yet..."

Before Hermione could open her mouth to utter a single word, she added, "And it's lovely just... being away from the Ministry for a while, with you."

***

A smile grew on her lips and she nodded slightly. "Very nice. I couldn't be happier if I was in China. But about that night... with the dead animal pants. I learned some things, how to do things… pleasant things. It was… nice."

***

Ginny smiled, remembering her first time with Neville. "I know," she softly said, all mirth gone from her face, leaving only honesty. "Isn't it wonderful to learn how to give back what you're given?"

***

"I wouldn't have put it so eloquently... but yes. It's a relief." She took a sip of her water and grinned. "And a hell of a trip, to be honest."

***

Ginny blushed. "It's how Neville made me feel," she said softly. "And I loved that I could make him feel the same way. Isn't it? He made it so very special..." Her voice trailed off when
she remembered that night; her first time with Neville and her first time, ever. She sighed.

***

"Oh, Gin. I swear, sometimes I don't know who I'm talking to. The little girl Gin or the all-grown-up one... or sometimes a mixture of both.." She shook her head softly and smiled. "I'm really happy that you moved in with me, you know."

***

"Sometimes I feel like a mixture of both," Ginny readily admitted.

"Me too! Although.. it doesn’t seem like we are there at the same time most of the time... But I'm glad that that hasn't changed our friendship, Hermione," Ginny added with a bright smile.

***

Hermione nodded. "I wonder if maybe you would have moved in with Nev... had you not moved into the flat. I know if you hadn't, I would have sold it a long time ago.."

***

"I'm not sure if I would have, Hermione," Ginny said thoughtfully. "It's still a bit early for that, I think. Besides, I'm not sure if that would've been the right thing for us... He's very... traditional in some ways."

At that moment the waitress returned and Ginny ordered an omelette with vegetables. She could use it.

***

After ordering a house salad and thanking the waitress, Hermione turned back to Ginny. "I can see that. I sort of regret jinxing him back in first year now... but it couldn't be helped."

A thought crossed her mind and she frowned. "You know, sometimes I wonder if things are moving too fast.."

***

"I'm sure he's over that by now," Ginny said. "He's never mentioned it to me anyway."

Thinking over what Hermione said, she nodded. "Which is why I'm not pressing the issue of possibly living together. Especially not since he's met my parents..."

***

"That's what it was! He hasn't met my parents yet!" She groaned and shook her head. "Can you believe I've forgotten all this time?"

***

Ginny snorted. "At least tell me you've told them about him and your relationship?" She shook her head at her friend.

***

Her eyes widened. "No... I mean I mentioned I had a date, but that was the lunch date- remember, the one I almost had a heart attack about?"

***

Ginny was momentarily speechless. "Do you mean to tell me," she started in a low voice, "that you've been in a relationship with Viktor for the past months and your parents don't even know about it?"

***

Hermione flushed. "I forgot! I was busy.. with work and with... other things! I just.. forgot! And it's not like I've even talked to them really. Just a simple hello, goodbye every now and again.."

***

"Too busy to talk to your parents?" Ginny was astounded. "I'm sorry, but... well… I guess you and your parents are very different from me and mine...."

***

Hermione shrugged. "My parents... we're not that close. I'm probably closer to your mum than mine."

***

Ginny nodded. "I'm sorry, Hermione. I forget that sometimes. But still, I imagine they'd love to hear how happy you are!"

***

She smiled softly. "Happy for me, yes. But I'm sure they won't be happy with me for forgetting..."

***

"Yeah." Ginny sighed; she didn't have a good solution for that one... unless... "All I can think of is that you could tell them that you weren't sure it would last this time around and that you wanted to wait with telling them until you were certain...?" It did sound weak, now that she heard it coming out of her mouth though... She took another bite of omelette.

***

"Hmmm. I don't want to lie though, and I'm sure my mum will understand. After all, she was the first to hear me complain when I couldn't go visit him that summer.. She'll probably think I was overcome with emotion or some rubbish like that…" She took a bite of her salad and smiled. "I think it'll be okay, what with the luck of the Caesar salad..."

***

"Well, not lying is certainly the better option," Ginny nodded. "I must say I was glad that Mum didn't ask me if I was sleeping with Neville, when he officially met them." After taking a sip of her tea, she continued, "I'm certain I couldn't have lied to her and it would have been very embarrassing." Thinking it over, she grinned. "Or not...."

***

She shuddered slightly with the idea. "I hope mum doesn't ask- especially not while he's there. I'd die of embarrassment."

***

"Did I tell you my father took him to his shed ot look at all kinds of Muggle things. Must say that Neville didn't look too bad when they came out... Dad was smiling a lot...." she mused. "I wonder what they talked about in there..."

***

Hermione raised an eyebrow. "Smiling's good... but Neville didn't tell you what they talked about? You'd think he'd say something..."

***

"Hmmm," Ginny said as she chewed the last bit of her omelette. "Obviously they talked about all kinds of Muggle things Dad keeps there. Neville's travels made that he also spent quite some time with them, you know... But... I don't know... Something about they way they looked at each other... They also talked about something else...."

***

"What do you think they talked about? Was it an emotional thing, you think? Because I highly doubt Neville fell in love with your father in such a short period of time..."

She ate the last of her meal and leaned back comfortably. These were the conversations she'd missed.

***

Ginny thought about it, thinking back to when they had come back into the house. "Dad was sort of... beaming. Neville was a strange mixture of happy and embarrassed...." She shrugged.

"And I don't even want you to say such weird things, Hermione! Really!"

***

Hermione grinned.

"It's an option you'll have to consider, I guess. At least you won't have to live with them both. That would be awkward, I think.."

***

"HERMIONE!!"

Ginny visibly shuddered.

***

"What? You have to think logically about this! It's a possibility.. an odd one, highly unlikely, but still.. it's a possibility." She smiled and shook her head.

"Kidding, of course."

***

"In that case you'd better be careful that Viktor won't elope with one of his team mates," Ginny offered with a small smile.

"Kidding, of course."

***

"You know, I don't think I have much to worry about when it comes to that... I just want him to come home, that's all."

She thought for a moment. "But if he does, I'll know why he had to stay so long, wherever he is..."

***

"Of course," Ginny nodded. "I just wonder on what floor of our building the shrieks will be heard when you find out...."

***

She smiled softly and shrugged. "I wasn't that loud, was I?"


***

Ginny gave her a pointed look. "Let's just say that my Silencing Spell would've come in handy and leave it at that."

***

"I wasn't that bad, Gin. I mean, I barely said anything..." She frowned and bit on the corner of her nail. "Do you think it's really that big a deal?"

***

"You yelled, almost at my volume, at him in a Ministry hallway. How big of a deal do you think it is? And this is not counting the fact that we are talking about someone who has always been one of you closest friends," Ginny said, leaning back in her chair...

***

"I didn't think it was that big a deal, what I said.. I figured the slap was more shocking.." She grimaced. "Maybe that's why he hasn't stopped by my office anymore."

***

"Sheesh, you think??" Ginny couldn't hold back. "Mione, this can't go on like this."

***

"I hate it just as much as you do. I lost both of them in practically a week. But there's nothing I can do..." She fidgeted in her seat a bit, biting her mail nervously.

***

"Explain to me how you've lost Ron, exactly?" Ginny asked her. "He needs some time to deal with the break up...."

***

She shook her head sadly. "I can't even talk to him without it being awkward..."

***

"So write to him, Hermione! Knowing Ron he's just as sad about this as you are..."

***

"I don't know what to say- I don't even really know what happened..." She frowned. "Do we have to talk about this here?"

***

"No, we don't. But somehow it came up so I thought you might want to talk about it." Ginny looked at her friend. "But if you want to keep this friendship going, you'll have to find a way to get past the awkwardness, Hermione."

***

She frowned. "I know. I just... I don't want to mess anything up."

***

Ginny leaned over and put her hand on Hermione's arm. "Hermione, if you don't do anything, if you leave it the way it is.... then you'll mess it up. Trust me on this one."

***

She sighed and nodded slowly, her mind reeling with the idea of it. "I hope you're right..."

***

"I know I am," Ginny said. "Of course, that doesn't mean it'll be easy... But I think a friendship like yours is worth fighting for, isn't it?"

***

"I don't want to lose him..." She sighed and took a sip of her tea. "I really don't.."

***

"So... start with a letter. I'm sure he misses you just as much!"

***

"Yeah, I know. I feel terrible for not doing it before..." Her brow furrowed and she frowned. This was absolutely not a fun topic.

***

"So do it today and don't wait any longer," Ginny suggested.

***

She thought for a moment. "I don't think anyone would notice if I just didn't go back to work... do you?"

***

Ginny snorted. "Yes they would! Listen, why not take the afternoon off? You've been putting a lot of hours in the past weeks and you're due for some time to yourself... It would do you good, I think..."

***

She shrugged. "I think everyone has assumed I'm mental at this point, so I guess no one would object." Looking up a moment, Hermione nodded. "I'll go home and write a letter to Ron, tell him to meet me somewhere. I think it'd be better face to face, don't you?"

***

"It would be, yes," Ginny agreed. "Especially with Ron. You two need to have a talk, is all."

Seeing that Hermione had finished eating as well, she said, "Do you want something else either to eat or to drink? Otherwise we should pay. I've got more research to do and you have that letter to write."

***

She shook her head, no, and pulled her wallet out her bag. "I'll cover this one. You've done me good and besides, it's expensible. This was, officially, a briefing session." Oh, the luxuries of heading a department- no one ever questioned your records.

***

Ginny frowned. "Are you sure? I mean...."

***

"Positive. I have expense left over from the day I started working for the Ministry. It's no big deal, really."

***

"If you say so..." Ginny decided to see if she could research that part as well...

***

She did say so, and when the waitress came back with the check Hermione paid it happily. After all, it wasn't much, and she could expense it if it came down to it. "Do you think Ron'll be at work today? I never go by that part of the Ministry but I know he doesn't work every day..."

***

"It's Thursday, isn't it? He should be in today," Ginny said as she thought about what she knew of Ron's workdays. "Why? Are you going to go by his office now?"

***

She nodded. "It's more direct, you know? I'd rather just get it over with.."

***

"All right, let's go then," Ginny answered while getting up from the table. "I'll be home tonight so you can tell me about what happened, all right?"

***

Hermione nodded and walked outside with her. "Of course I will. I want to go home first, though, so I'll see you tonight?"

***

"I'll be there," Ginny said with a small nod. "Good luck, 'Mione!!"
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