Author: CabeyoLights

Summary: Lavender grows an unrequited crush on Hermione, while Hermione is Hogwarts player and the bestfriend of Lavender's boyfriend. How will the story unfold?

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, as it belongs to the beautiful J.K Rowling. This is all non-profit work, for a bit of fun and a cease to my boredom.

Rating: M. Why? Because.

Warning: Stud!Mione Fashionable!Mione

Also, Hermione tends to break school dress rules and wear muggle clothing in this fic.

Authors Note: Just a little chappy to kick off the story. The others will be more lengthy.

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"Lav, shut up. Please." Hermione groaned loudly. Her nike muscle shirt lay rolled up at the ending of her white sports bra, her hand on her abdomen and her eyes shut. She lay in her bunk, one leg up and the other down. The curtains were wide open wide and Lavender was sitting on the edge of her own bunk beside her.

"But Mia." The blue eyed girl groaned loud Hermione tsked, her hand moving up to rest on her forehead.

"I get it. My bestfriend is some sort of girl-magnet and you think he's cute and adorable with his horrible table manners and his obsession with quidditch. You like him. I understand." Hermione said gruffly, more then a little irritated with Lavender's insistence to talk about the red-headed boy.

"But do you." She sighed dreamily. Hermione rolled her eyes, but said nothing. "He's so nice to me, Mia. He always opens doors for me and he took me out for a ride on his broom the other day! It started to get chilly outside-"

Hermione's loud snores echoed throughout the room. Lavender huffed, because of the fact that after rooming with the brunette for 6 years she knew very well the book-worm didnt snore.

"Fine, then. But when you want to talk about how perfect the shape of Katie's breasts are, dont expect me to listen." Lavender said, sounding smug as she snuggled beneath her covers. Hermione snorted and ceased the snoring, and fell asleep soon after.

The next morning.

"Have I ever told you're a animal?" The red-haired boy grinned wolfishly. "No, seriously, you're fucking disgusting."

Hermione spoke as she eyed the heavily loaded plate in front of the boy. She sat next to Harry, her trousers tight and rested lowly on her hips revealing her Tommy Hilfiger boxers. Lavender sat across from them next to Ron.

"What's that on your neck, 'Mione?" Harry asked cheekily.

"Shut up." She growled, her cheeks growing red.

Lavender arched an eyebrow at her across the table, leaning slightly to see it better. Her mouth dropped in an 'O'.

"Wowzers, good job 'Mione. It looks wicked." Ron said boyishly, grinning. Hermione grinned back, biting into a burger.

"Who did it?" Lavender asked softly, her voice coming out smaller then intended. Hermione shrugged.

"Dunno. She was blonde though, and thick." Hermione's eyes glazed over, and she wetted her lips, biting her bottom lip as she stared into space. Harry laughed at the star struck look that crossed her face.

"Didn't know you fancied Lavender's type. Watch out, Ron." Ron narrowed his eyes at her, throwing a protective arm around Lavender as Harry laughed loudly. Lavender flushed a pretty pink as Hermione winked at her, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively.

Lavender rolled her eyes at the brunettes antics, jumping up from her seat.

"Me and 'Mia have Charms. No we will not stay

and skip with you." She said, her words coming out in a rush and sending a cheeky smile towards Ron as she linked arms with Hermione and exited The Great Hall. Hermione groaned as she was pulled away, staring at her assortment of grapes and watermelon and just fruit on her plate in longing. Hermione pouted heavily as they walked.

Lavender rolled her eyes as she noticed the spoiled brunette's expression.

"Pull your pants up, Mia." She said, her tone teasing. The brunette unlinked their arms snd pulled her trousers up, barely an inch, before sticking her middle finger up at Lavender and walking at a faster pace.

"C'mon, Mia, gosh. I'm sorry. I'll bring you a whole big bowl of healthy shit to your dorm tonight if you stop being so babyish." Hermione stopped walking and turned around, grinning. She walked back to Lavender and put her in a headlock, running her knuckles along the blondes skull. Hermione laughed as Lav let out a pathetic protest.

"I knew I liked you for a reason." Hermione let the girl go, with now unkempt hair, who glared at her. She pressed her lips to the blondes cheek quickly, hugging her tightly before she continued on her merry way. Lavender blushed, watching Hermione's bouncing form walk/run down the corridor. She let her hand fall from her cheek, smiling, as she hurried after the brunette. Her mind went back to this mornings breakfast, and she thought, possibly, Hermione was attracted to her? The fleeting thought was quickly dismissed as she remembered the bruise painted on Hermione's neck.