Prat:
"Hermione, I…..I….I love you. Lavender is nothing! I swear, She was just a distraction." I leaned in and kissed her. Here was my proof. She was no first timer. It was like we fit together. It was Perfect.
"What were you doing up there with her?" Lavneder asked curtly. Hermione hurried away to the safety of one of the two squishy armchairs by the fire. "I was…um. Trying to hide from Hermione. But she found me. Well, I just told her to back off. Which Is why she was in such a hurry!"
I looked both ways before I continued. She was nowhere in sight. "I mean be serious Lav! She's a bushy-haired brainiac whose only good for homework! And then there is you, your funny and beautiful and you know how to have a good time. There's nothing to worry about."
"You mean, she means nothing to you? Nothing at all?"
"Of course not. I'm really only friends with her because she does my homework for me. Her cat 's a monster, who ate scabbers, by the way, Her hair is a lions mane, and her nose isn't dead-center! She;s UgLy!"
Then, I looked up. There was a scuffling of feet. And Hermione was in front of me. Her face blazing with anger and her eyes slits with disdain. "I hope you don't plan on passing your N.e.W.T.s Ron. Cuz your to stupid to do it on your own. I guess you'll have to find a differrent 'bushy haired brainiac' because you will never get help from this one. Oh, and you've sealed Harry's fate too, because he wont get help either. I know he lets you copy. I hope your happy." Then she stormed away, through the portrait hole, and down the hall.
Harry was going to kill me.
Princess:
I stormed down the Hall to the library. Trying to find him. I looked everywhere. Until his face apperared in the 7th floor corridor.
I did the charm to straighten out my hair and pulled out a lipgloss tube from my pocket. My hair is quite long when its straight, almost to my butt.
"Tristan!" He swerved around and faced me. When he saw it was me, he smiled. "Hey Mione!" He ran up and hugged me. Tristan Monague(monogway! Saay it with me people, monogway!) was my boyfriend of recently.
He was sweet, caring, and really perceptive. And, his brown eyes and long curly hair wer a plus. "Hey, what's wrong? You look, ticked."
"Its, Ron. He, just, well, he said some stuff." That was all I meant to say, but soon, I had poured out everything. Even the kiss. (I left out the tiny part where I kissed back) He held me close for awhile. Then his instincts moved in. He was a Ravenclaw. And they were always thinking. To cunning for their own good.
"I say, we make him regret the day he hurt you. I think we should make him jealous. You haven't told anyone, have you?" We had decided to keep our relaionship a secret, until we decided it was serious.
I shook my head no. "Well then. Its time we let everyone know."
I grinned.
Prat:
The next day. I walked with Lavender to breakfast. Hermione hadn't waited. Not that I thought she would though. She's obviously avoiding me. I would be avoiding me.
Lavender makes an unexpected tuen into a deserted classroom. She alreasy had my arms around my neck before we walked inside.
Once the door opened she started kissing me furiously. I, naturally, kissed back. Well that was, until….
Princess:
It was going too well for words. I knew they used this deserted classroom every morning. So we had decided to go there and do a little "Snogging" of our own.
It was Ron who noticed we were there. I had my hands around Tristan's neck and he had his strong hands on my lower back.
"Ahem." He said. Tristan and I surfaced. "Omigod. Ron, what are you doing here?" I said innocently. He didn't answer. He was glaring murderously at Tristan. Who, still had his hands on my back.
"Ron?" His attention snapped back at me. "I could ask you the same bloody question. Who's He?"
"Well, seeing as I was totally making out with him a second ago, he's my boyfriend."
He turned his attention back to Tristan. Who nodded and played with my hair. (Which was straight again, by the way.)
"How much did she pay you to make me jealous?" Ron asked accusingly. Tristan pulled a face. "She didn't pay me. She doesn't need to pay anyone. She's beautiful, and an awesome kisser to boot."
Lavender, who had been silent the whole time spoke up. "Wait, aren't you Tristan Monague?" I cringed when she pronounced it wrong. "Um no. My name is Mona-gway. But I know what you mean so yes."
"And your kissing that that, thing?" Ron and Tristans faces reddend with anger. "That thing, has a name." Ron exclaimed at her. "Yeah. And it would be nice if you used it." Tristan added.
Lavender looked murderous. Not at Tristan. But at Ron.
Prat:
Had I really just done that? Had I defended Hermione? I looked around for conformation.
When I saw Lavenders face I got all the conformation I needed.
"What?" I asked, trying to sound clueless. She jabbed her wand at my stomach. "You know very well what!" she retorted. I looked at Tristan. He was getting a completely non-verbal thankyou and I was getting beaten up. Where has justice gone?
"Oh, that." She jabbed her wand harder. "Yes. That" she said. "Well, that was just, my brotherly instincts flowing through!" It was a lame excuse. She didn't buy it. "Im really really sorry Lav. It just slipped."
That didn't work either. She slapped me across the face and then ran away in tears. My hand automatically
I instinctivly ran after her. I caught up with her in the charms corridor. "Lav! wait. I love you!" She spun around. "Really" I nodded. "Oh! Ron!" she ran into my arms. Planting her lips full force on mine.
Well, at least i she's /i happy.
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