A/n: Hi!
I have officially fallen in love with slash. This story is going to be
chaptered. I'm not too sure what's going to happen next, so it might take a
while for the next chapter to come out.
Dismlaimer:
Do I really have to do this? Fine, I don't own them. Ya happy?!
Warning:
F/F SLASH! This means homosexuality! Leave if you don't like it.
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Shades of
Purple
Chapter One:
Lilac
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Parvati
looked over at Lavender from across the room. The fair haired girl was quietly
brushing her hair, the wrist moving in strong, slow movements. Lavender's gold
hair shined in the sunlight that was coming in through the open window.
"God,
I wish I had your hair," Parvati said enviously. She had always cursed her
hair, dark and thin.
Lavender
smiled. "No you don't. It's a pain to brush, 'cause it's so thick. And it
always in my face so I have to spend twenty minutes each morning braiding
it." She started to braid it as she said it. "It's annoying."
Parvati
got up from her bed, where she was lounging, and sat down next to Lavender in
front of the table. They had claimed this table as their own in their first
year. They now used it to store their array of make up and hair supplies, which
they had much of. The scattered array of junk had earned them many disapproving
looks from Hermione, who always kept her possessions in perfect order, but it
suited the two other girls just fine.
"Let
me," Parvati said, and Lavender immediately dropped her hands from her
hair. Parvati started where she had left off, slowly plaiting the hair.
Parvati
ran her fingers through the golden tresses that she had often found herself
staring at with fascination that she could not shake. The strands felt cool and
smooth in her hands, still slightly damp from the shower Lavender had taken
earlier that morning. Her hair smelt slightly of lavender. Parvati laughed
under her breath. Lavender uses lavender sented shampoo. Heh.
"I
don't know why I don't just cut it." Lavender said exasperatedly.
Parvati
nearly tied a knot in her friend's hair.
"Don't you dare," She said with feeling. "You have
beautiful hair. If you even cut a centimeter off I swear that I'll…"
think you look wonderful, even with different hair. And I'd probably run up
to you and kiss you softly on the lips, my hands tangling in the new short cut
you got and I'd--
Parvati
quickly noticed the direction her thoughts were taking, and shook her head
lightly, as if trying to rid it of those thoughts.
Lavender
turned her head slightly, trying to face her friend without spoiling the braid.
"You'd do what?" she asked, a small smile playing at her lips.
Does
she know how beautiful she looks when she's like that? Parvati wondered in awe. Of course
she does. How could she *not* know?
She
smiled at her friend. "I'd rip out the hair you'd have left and we'd get
into a cat fight." Which would hopefully end with you on top of me.
"Rrow!"
Lavender mock-growled.
Paravti
reached the end of Lavender's braid and quickly locked it in place with a green
scrunchie she found under the array of junk on the table. "There."
She said. "You're braided."
Lavender
reached a hand back to feel the braid. Her hand lightly brushed Parvati's,
whose hand was still resting at the base of the braid. Lavender's hand rested
there for a second, before drawing back. "Thanks, Par," she said,
smiling once again.
"No
problem." Parvati said, captivated by the way that Lavender's lips curved
up when she smiled, like a scarlet rainbow stretching across the milk white sky
of her skin.
"…breakfast?"
Parvati was shaken out of her trance when she realized that Lavender had asked
her something.
"Er…
yes?" She tried.
"Good,
I'm starving!" Lavender leapt up from her seat and headed for the door.
I
guess she asked me if I wanted to go down to breakfast. Parvati thought as she followed her
friend through the door.
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"What
do you think?" asked Ginny eagerly.
Hermione
rolled her eyes at her girlfriend, who was sitting next to her at a table in
the Common Room. "I think -- no, I *know* -- that I'm not going to get
mixed up in your match-making."
Ginny
made a whining sound. "Oh, c'mon Herm! They'd make such a cute
couple!"
"Parvati
and Lavender?" Hermione asked doubtfully, while raising an eyebrow.
"I don't think Lavender is even gay."
"Why
do you say that?" inquired Ginny.
"Well,
for one," Hermione said, getting into her 'I'm So Right' tone. "She
went to the Yule Ball with Seamus."
"So?
I went to the Ball with Neville and you went with Krum." Ginny pointed
out.
If
Hermione had heard this, she chose to ignore this piece of information.
"Plus, she's totally boy crazy! She's always dribbling over guys."
She said in her 'ha, beat that,' voice.
Ginny
rolled her eyes. "That could mean anything! She could be bi," she
pointed out. "Or she could be hiding behind the boy-craziness."
Hermione,
uninterested as she was, was still intrigued by a new concept. "What do
you mean?"
"Well,"
said Ginny, "I'd had a crush on you since third year. But I was kinda
uncomfortable with the fact that I prefer girls. So I hid behind my past crush
for Harry, and convinced myself that I couldn't love you, because I loved
Harry." Ginny started to blush a bit, which Hermione found quite adorable.
"So Lavender's boy-craziness might be a way of hiding her feelings for
Parvati."
Hermione
bit her bottom lip in concentration, which she sometimes did while trying to
figure out an Arithmancy problem. "You may be right… but I'm still
not helping you."
Ginny
yelped in annoyance. "No fair!"
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Parvati
looked up from Lavender's palm to stare into her friend's eyes. "You're in
luck," she said.
The
two girls were sitting at their usual table in Divination, where the class was
moving on to advanced palmistry. Parvati had always loved everything about
Divination, including the melodramatic teacher. There was something about being
able to *know* what was going to happen to you… it enchanted Parvati. And
Lavender felt the same.
"Why?"
whispered Lavender.
Parvati
squinted at the palm in her hand. "There's romance in you future."
"Yes!"
Lavender squealed. "Any details?" she asked eagerly.
"Well,"
said Parvati, tracing her index finger across her friend's palm. "It's
someone close to you… a friend."
Lavender's
eyes sparkled. "So… someone in Gryffindor, probably, right?"
Parvati
shrugged. "I'm guessing." She let go of Lavender's palm.
"This
is so cool!" she exulted. "Who do you think it is?"
Parvati
shrugged again. C'mon, She
thought, figure it out…
Lavender
leaned back in her chair. "Well, the guys in Gryffindor are Dean, Seamus,
Ron, Harry, and Neville. Ron and Harry are always in their own little world, so
no. Neville…um… I don't even want to *think* about that
option."
"Oh,
Lavender, that's mean!" Parvati exclaimed.
"It's
true!" Lavender defended herself. "So it's either Dean or
Seamus…." She trailed off, apparently lost in thought.
Parvati
tried to hide her annoyance at her friend. No, no it's *not* Dean or Seamus.
Try for the *other* end of the spectrum. Hello? How can you be so smart in some
things, but so dense in others?
Parvati tried to give her another hint.
"Let
me see your palm again," she said, and Lavender handed it right over.
"Hmm… no it's *definitely* not Dean or Seamus." She said.
"Really?"
said Lavender, confused. "So he's not in our year?"
Parvati
sighed heavily. "No… this person is in our year…" Parvati
paused, trying to think of a way to put her thoughts into words. "This
person is a bit… different."
Lavender
narrowed her eyes, trying to figure out who it could be. Then, her eyes grew comically
wide, and she nearly fell out of her chair. "Are you talking about
Hermione?!"
Now
it was Parvati's turn to be shocked. "No! Not her! She's… just
no!" How did she get **Hermione**?
Then,
a bell rang in the distance, signaling the end of class, (Is it a bell that
let's them out of class? I have no clue.) and the Gryffindors filed out of the
stuffy room.
Parvati
smiled to herself. I guess I'll just have to stop with the subtle approach.
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End of Lilac
Chapter Two:
Violet, coming soon
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A/n: Oh, um…
I give credit to my friend Nikki, aka Ides of Diamonds, for coming up with the
ending and ideas for future chapters. There, ya happy you evil bunny?!
