More Than That

Chapter 7

Sage opted to sleep in the next day and skip breakfast, basking in the fact that it was a Saturday which meant she had no classes to get to. She had vaguely remembered waking up and sleepily looking up to see Hermione get ready for the day, but she had just buried her head back into her pillows and floated back into the fluffy warmth of sleep.

"Sage," she heard a soft voice say while gently nudging her into consciousness. "Saage."

"Mmph," Sage grunted into the pillows and rolled over to further bury herself into her bed.

"Sage," Ginny said, more impatient this time, and shook her less gently.

"What," she mumbled, voice muffled by the feathers in her pillow.

Ginny huffed and laid down on her back next to her on the bed, nudging her again with her elbow.

Sage opened her eyes, a frown set on her face as she looked at Ginny whose head was tilted to the side to look back at her.

"I'm bored," Ginny said.

Sage groaned and rolled onto her back to look up at the ceiling, rubbing her eyes awake after realizing that she wasn't going to be able to fall asleep again.

"Don't care," she grunted.

"C'mon, let's do something today," Ginny pleaded and practically rolled half on top of Sage, her chin resting on her chest to look up at her face.

Sage yawned. "Let me wake up first at least."

Ginny smiled and rolled back to the other side of the bed, fingers twiddling restlessly over her stomach. "Where's Hermione?".

Sage shrugged. "I dunno, I think she said something about going out with Harry and Ron this morning, but I was half asleep so I can't be sure," she said and got out of bed to walk into the bathroom, deciding that she might as well brush her teeth and get ready for the day if she wasn't going back to sleep.

Ginny was quick to follow, standing by Sage at the bathroom counter while she started to wash her face. "So how's it going with my brother?".

Sage grunted, something that she seemed to be doing a lot of that morning, and bent down over the sink to splash water onto her face, ringing off the foamy residue of her face wash. "Don't wanna talk about it," she said after her face was clean and patted her face dry with a towel.

She really didn't want to talk about him, mostly because she didn't know what to say. She hadn't only been avoiding him, she had also just been avoiding the thought of him. Every time he graced her thoughts, she was filled with a mix of anger and something else. Something foreign. She didn't want to put her finger on the other feeling, scared that she wouldn't like what she would find. So she didn't try.

"What the hell are you even doing though? He's been acting weird lately - every time I bring you up he goes all quiet. Did you finally 'get back at him' or whatever?".

Sage could feel herself blush, but it was luckily covered up as she rubbed lotion over her face. She shrugged again. "Not really, I kind of gave up," she lied, not wanting to explain the way she and Ginny's older brother were evilly toying with each other's emotions. "I don't know why'd he be acting weird."

Ginny chuckled. "Maybe he has a crush on you," she teased. She had been teasing Sage about that for years, always blaming her brother's antics on a schoolboy crush. Sage was pretty sure she was joking though.

"God no," she scoffed as if Ginny couldn't have said something further from the truth.

Ginny shrugged with a smile and it was apparent that she hadn't given up on the idea.