Authors Note
: I've never written HP Fan fiction before, and this is just a silly, silly little fic that would of course never happen! But that's generally the idea behind my humor fics. Oh and not sure how many times this has been done before, so if this is at all like another authors fic—terribly sorry.Disclaimer:
Absolutely no one belongs to me! This story is for entertainment purposes only!Keywords:
Not centered around an OC, oh happy day!Summary:
Lavender and Pavarti come with a plan…Rated:
PG for now, there's a bit of swearing.Seemed like a good idea at the time…
"No, I'm serious."
"Lavender..."
"Think about it, if he cut his hair, gave it a bit of a wash and wore something besides black all the time, he might be all right."
"You're mad," Pavarti replied, "you're stark raving!" She snorted, "I imagine if Marcus Flint fixed his teeth you'd fancy a date with him too."
"Now that you mention it..." Lavender pondered, she snickered when she saw her best friends face. "I'm joking. Besides," she dropped her voice to a conspirital whisper. "I never said I wanted a date with Professor Snape-" The two girls shuddered, "-I was simply saying if he shaped up a bit he might get himself a girlfriend and not be so miserable all the time."
Pavarti grinned, "and you might do better in potions."
"That too."
The girls giggled loudly and Ron Weasley looked over from where he and Harry were playing a game of Snap.
Ron shook his head, "girls," he muttered.