I do not own Harry Potter. All of the magical work belongs to the amazing J.K. Rowling
This is a series of oneshots based off of the challenge Ring Around The Boyfriend.
The biggest lesson in her life came from Harry Potter. Most would say the same, but for her it was for a reason other than him defeating You-Know-Who and saving the Wizarding World. She fancied knowing that she was Harry's first real relationship-although it was not hers. Their relationship was something like Romeo and Juliet, a book that her Muggles Studies Professor told their class about. Forbidden and secret. And she loved every moment of it. She supposed that the only reason she had a fling with Harry was due to the sneaking around, it was an adrenaline rush and it made her feel amazing. He was good at everything in all departments from romance to physical.
Lavender Brown gazed around her Defense Against the Dark Arts class, chewing loudly on a piece of bubble gum that Dean Thomas had given her. Her bouncy hair was placed into two pigtails today, a new look that she thought she should try out. Her hair was always so difficult to take care of, there weren't many options that she could do to it. Lavender brushed a stray piece of hair out of her face as her blue eyes gazed around the classroom and fell upon Harry Potter.
The negative to their relationship was Ron. For weeks now, she had been doing nothing more than snogging the life out of the rather annoying red headed Weasley. To make him break up with her, she had been continuously annoying- being overly clingy and complaining about Hermione being around. In fact, all she was trying to do was get him to leave her, so she did not have to worry so much as she spent time with Harry.
Smiling mischievously, Lavender nodded at Harry, confirming their secret "meeting" later in the Room of Requirement. Unfortunately, there was still forty minutes of class left- and Lavender's mind began to wonder. The last time her and Harry got together, amazingly and perhaps banned things happened. Nobody made her feel quite as good as Harry could. She knew that it was nothing more than just a physical connection- both wanted it and Harry had confessed to her that he fancied someone else, a lot. But that did not matter to her, he was good at what they were limited to. He was not her first and she knew he wouldn't be her last, but he might be her favorite.
Harry came off as a timid, quiet, and vulnerable boy in classes and in the Common Room. However, as soon as the two of them were alone, Harry become powerful , strong, and extremely attractive. His body was a wonderland and he used it forcefully, but she liked it that way. All of her other hookups or relationships, she had a tendency to take the control. It was especially that way with Ron. Harry gave her experiences that she knew she would never encounter anywhere else.
As Lavender became more excited and aroused in class, she was waiting for time to tick by. She needed to be with Harry, for the two of them to become one and make miracles happen. It had been a week since their last "meeting" and she needed it so bad. Luckily, her daydreams made the time continue by faster. And like Lavender and Harry had planned, she ran out of the room and waited for him in an abandoned classroom.
Every time the met, the location of their abandoned classroom changed in case someone became suspicious. This one was planted in the Charms Corridor. Before Lavender sat down on one of the only non-broken upturned desks, she pointed her wand at it to clear off the layers of dust. As she sat down, she pondered what this room had been used for in the centuries that Hogwarts has been opened, and when the last time it was used. On the other side of the room, glistening off of the sunlight from the grimy window, there were several footprints. They too were dusted over, but she could tell that they were newer than the rest of the dust that had fallen in the room. It was quite enchanting, to be in a place this old when new things were constantly happening. Lavender secretly wished to herself that Hogwarts could speak, she imagined the stories it would tell.
The door creaked open, and Lavender jumped- she was not expecting it. And nobody was there. Raising her eyebrows, she stood up from the desk and strode over to the door. But before she could make it over, she ran into something invisible- or rather someone. "OW!" It yelled. Lavender held her hand to her mouth to stop herself from screaming as she took several steps back. Seconds later, Harry appeared pulling off his invisibility cloak.
"Oh my!" She yelled, running over to him, "I am so sorry!" She smiled seeing the look on his face, one that appeared to be satisfied. She found him extremely attractive, "Lock the door." She whispered, as he handed her the cloak. She watched him point his wand at the door and mutter several spells, ones that would extinguish any sound that would be emitted. When Harry turned around, he was smirking.
Lavender couldn't wait- she needed him now. And as they kissed passionately and the kiss led into more mischievous endeavors and less clothing, Lavender's thoughts began to change. She knew that Harry would never love her, nor Ron, nor any other male she has been with. And she wished to herself, that someday, somebody would love her for other things other than her body. It was that moment that she knew, that Harry would be her last lover. The next male she approached, would be her first love- someone she fell long and hard for. And as things progressed with Harry, she smiled. Everything was going to be okay.