Burnt and Brokenhearted

by burning happiness

Lavender Brown is still trying to get over the fact that Ron dumped her, probably for Hermione. She's totally broken, and right now, she can't control her actions. She tears apart his things, writes mean messages, dragging Pavarti into the thick of things, until she realizes what she's doing.

A/N: This was written for The NEW Ultimate Taylor Swift Contest and the Honeydukes Competition. It is based off of the song Picture to Burn by Taylor Swift, and covers the Licorice Wands category of the Honeydukes Competition: Write a fic that takes place in a magical setting.

Hope you enjoy!

DISCLAIMER: I don't own HP, JKR does.

Lavender Brown walked into the Gryffindor Common Room with her best friend Pavarti Patil, giggling, trying to get over the fact that Ron had broken up with her. She looked up and saw him cuddling with Hermione Granger. She was furiously angry. Ron had clearly broken up with her to go out with Hermione. She stormed past him angrily, and marched up to the boys' dormitory.

"Lavender? Lavender, where are you going?" Pavarti asked her.

"Oh, nowhere," Lavender replied, taking the steps two at a time, Pavarti following her. Pavarti grabbed her arm and pulled her backwards when they reached the top of the stairs.

"Lavender, if McGonagall finds out we were up here, we'll be in huge trouble," Pavarti said. It was clear Pavarti was scared. She was a goody-two shoes, but not as bad as Hermione. Lavender shrugged her off and continued down the hall until she found a door marked 6th Year.

She opened it cautiously and looked inside. There were 5 beds, and the one at the end, the only one unmade, was Ron's. She could see his clothes and his broad shouldered shirt lying on the ground.

"What are we doing here? Let's go before we-"

"Shut up, Pavarti," Lavender said.

Lavender looked around at the 4 tidy beds, and ran across the room to Ron's. She furiously pulled the covers off of it and onto the floor. She threw his good Gryffindor top across the room, and tore one of his already ripped socks in half.

She ripped through his things, throwing them across the floor, whipping them through the air and to the other side of the room. She rifled through his bag and found his textbooks, and wrote in all of them.

YOU'RE CRUEL.

YOU'RE SUCH A JERK.

YOU DON'T DESERVE ME.

WANT ME BACK? I DON'T WANT YOU.

DON'T EVER TRY TO TAKE ME BACK.

WE'RE DONE. FOR GOOD.

Pavarti stood there, staring at her. Lavender could tell she didn't know how to respond, she had a look of complete shock pasted on her face.

"What do you think you're doing?" she asked her. Lavender didn't respond. She continued to rip and break and tear and vandalize, until she realized what she was doing.

"Oh my god," she muttered, standing there, tears streaming down her pale face, too shocked at her actions to move. She began to cast spells right, left and center to fix her giant mistake. Once everything was back in its original place, all the writing gone and all the ripped and broken things fixed, she sighed and fell back onto the bed.

She sat up, noticing a picture on Ron's bedside table. She picked it up. It was a picture of her and Ron kissing in the Gryffindor Common Room. Colin Creevey the creep probably took it. She pulled out her wand, and took a look at the picture one last time.

"Incendio," she muttered, lighting the picture on fire. She blew it out before she burned herself out of the picture and threw it back on the bedside, for all she cared; he was just another picture to burn.