Title: Playing With Matches
Author: Rhapsody
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
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Chapter 1 : Promises Unbroken
Lavender POV
It's funny really, how it all started. I remember sitting in my room. My mum had just painted it Lavender because I had decided that I suddenly hated to color pink. We sat on my bed whispering about naughty things.
A week earlier I had walked into my parent's bedroom while they were in the middle of "loving each other". So my mum had pulled me aside and given me the sex talk at the ripe young age of eight.
I felt obligated to tell you the juicy naughty things I had learned about. We sat together on the bed talking about what sex was and exactly what you have to do.
"So you really put it in THERE!" you said alarmed.
"I guess that's what mum told me, and mum would never lie to me!"
"Ewe! That sounds icky!"
"It sounds messy and gross!"
"I know, who would want to do something like that!"
"I wouldn't!"
"Let's make a promise!" you declared triumphantly "to never do that with a boy ever, ever, ever!"
"I promise!"
We giggled about all the stuff we had just talked about and then went on playing like normal. We rode the flying pony my mother had bought me and we played with dolls like normal girls. But I never broke our promise, and I never will.
We were 14 when I realized the full truth. I had always cared especially about you but I thought it was normal to feel that way about your best friend so it never crossed my mind that it was irrational. Then one day you came up to with news that crushed me.
"Lavender! Oh my god! Did you see the way that Seamus was looking at me during potions? He has a crush on me! Isn't that great? He is so cute! I've fancied him for ages!"
I just looked away and said something in agreement, I was too close to tears to pretend to be excited. And then I knew, you were more than my best friend, I loved you.
I cried all night that night. In the middle of the night you woke up and approached me to try and find out why I was crying.
"Lavender what's wrong?"
"Go away!" I said through my tears, "You'd probably rather be talking to Seamus!"
"What! Oh you got the wrong impression! I'm not leaving you, we can still be best friends."
"I don't care about that!"
"You mean you fancy him too! I'm sorry, I won't go out with him!"
"I don't fancy him you dolt! I fancy you!" I practically yelled. I slapped my hand over my mouth and I hoped you hadn't heard, what I had said was forbidden. I was afraid I'd lose you my friend and my love for so long. But when the look in your eyes changed to understanding a joy, before that moment foreign to me, flooded through.
"Oh god!" you said smiling, "I thought you'd only ever say that in my dreams."
And you bent your head close to mine and brushed away my tears gently with the back of your hand. I looked into your eyes and saw a love that was hidden away before then shine through. And I kissed you.
Now I sit here on my bed in my Lavender room. The sun shines in and illuminates your beautiful hair and you lie with your head resting in my lap. And I know that I will never, ever have the need to break my promise, as long as I have you.
Author: Rhapsody
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Chapter 1 : Promises Unbroken
Lavender POV
It's funny really, how it all started. I remember sitting in my room. My mum had just painted it Lavender because I had decided that I suddenly hated to color pink. We sat on my bed whispering about naughty things.
A week earlier I had walked into my parent's bedroom while they were in the middle of "loving each other". So my mum had pulled me aside and given me the sex talk at the ripe young age of eight.
I felt obligated to tell you the juicy naughty things I had learned about. We sat together on the bed talking about what sex was and exactly what you have to do.
"So you really put it in THERE!" you said alarmed.
"I guess that's what mum told me, and mum would never lie to me!"
"Ewe! That sounds icky!"
"It sounds messy and gross!"
"I know, who would want to do something like that!"
"I wouldn't!"
"Let's make a promise!" you declared triumphantly "to never do that with a boy ever, ever, ever!"
"I promise!"
We giggled about all the stuff we had just talked about and then went on playing like normal. We rode the flying pony my mother had bought me and we played with dolls like normal girls. But I never broke our promise, and I never will.
We were 14 when I realized the full truth. I had always cared especially about you but I thought it was normal to feel that way about your best friend so it never crossed my mind that it was irrational. Then one day you came up to with news that crushed me.
"Lavender! Oh my god! Did you see the way that Seamus was looking at me during potions? He has a crush on me! Isn't that great? He is so cute! I've fancied him for ages!"
I just looked away and said something in agreement, I was too close to tears to pretend to be excited. And then I knew, you were more than my best friend, I loved you.
I cried all night that night. In the middle of the night you woke up and approached me to try and find out why I was crying.
"Lavender what's wrong?"
"Go away!" I said through my tears, "You'd probably rather be talking to Seamus!"
"What! Oh you got the wrong impression! I'm not leaving you, we can still be best friends."
"I don't care about that!"
"You mean you fancy him too! I'm sorry, I won't go out with him!"
"I don't fancy him you dolt! I fancy you!" I practically yelled. I slapped my hand over my mouth and I hoped you hadn't heard, what I had said was forbidden. I was afraid I'd lose you my friend and my love for so long. But when the look in your eyes changed to understanding a joy, before that moment foreign to me, flooded through.
"Oh god!" you said smiling, "I thought you'd only ever say that in my dreams."
And you bent your head close to mine and brushed away my tears gently with the back of your hand. I looked into your eyes and saw a love that was hidden away before then shine through. And I kissed you.
Now I sit here on my bed in my Lavender room. The sun shines in and illuminates your beautiful hair and you lie with your head resting in my lap. And I know that I will never, ever have the need to break my promise, as long as I have you.