A/N:: I Know, I know, It took a really long time to get this chapter up, but I've been really busy with Band and stuff. This is Lavender's chapter, Hermione, Ginny, and Pansy are already up. After this chapter, I'm going to come out with a sequel that actually involves the boys.
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Teenage Witches: What are they thinking?
LAVENDER~~~~~~~
Why does everyone always assume I'm a slut? Just because I wear makeup and tight clothes sometimes. doesn't automatically mean I'm a slut. Just because I hang around with Parvati, who is most definetely like me, doesn't mean were sluts. All those names people call me when they think I'm not listening are hurtful. And when guys look at me, *just* for my body, it makes me mad. I'm not a slut. Just because I'm not a virgin....................
Seamus was the first boy to *ever*, *EVER* notice me for something more than my looks. He took the liberty to, one day, after Divination, come to talk to me. And he didn't even look at my body *once*. After that, he seemed to come and talk to me more and more, at dinner, at Hogsmeade, even in the common room late at night. I told him things I had never told anyone else except Parvati, and he told me things he had never told anyone else. We even went to go spy on Dean and Parvati, once.
One night, we were in the common room talking, as always. He became silent suddenly, and scooted closer to me on the couch. He started talking to me, but this time what he said was different. He told me he never loved anyone as much as he loved me, and no other girl could ever match up to me. He told me how much he admired me, and how he loved every little thing about me. When he stopped, he lifted his eyes to meet mine. I did the only thing left to do.
I took the Sandy-haired boy in my arms, and we sat there for awhile. immersed in each others warmth. When we pulled away, he placed his lips softly on mine, and we kissed. At that moment, whenhis lips were at mine, I knew. I knew he was, and still is, the only one for me.
Seamus is the reason I haven't gone nuts the past few years. He's given me a reason to live, to be me, and not be what other people expect me to be. We've been together ever since the Yule Ball in Fourth year. I love him. I love him so very, very much. He loves me too.
That's the reason we lost our virginity to each other. We *love* each other. The physical attraction came way after the emotional attraction. Oh God, I love him so much I could could cry.
Parvati and dean share almost the same relationship as Seamus and I, but they haven't been together as long as we have. It is good to have Parvati as such a good friend, I know I can tell her anything. It's also good that we have Boyfriends who are best friends, too.
If only people would take the time to really get to know me. They don't know how much it means to me. But I know I've got Seamus, and Parvati, and even Dean. They know the real me. The *REAL* Lavender Brown. The girl behind the makeup and stereotypes.
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Teenage Witches: What are they thinking?
LAVENDER~~~~~~~
Why does everyone always assume I'm a slut? Just because I wear makeup and tight clothes sometimes. doesn't automatically mean I'm a slut. Just because I hang around with Parvati, who is most definetely like me, doesn't mean were sluts. All those names people call me when they think I'm not listening are hurtful. And when guys look at me, *just* for my body, it makes me mad. I'm not a slut. Just because I'm not a virgin....................
Seamus was the first boy to *ever*, *EVER* notice me for something more than my looks. He took the liberty to, one day, after Divination, come to talk to me. And he didn't even look at my body *once*. After that, he seemed to come and talk to me more and more, at dinner, at Hogsmeade, even in the common room late at night. I told him things I had never told anyone else except Parvati, and he told me things he had never told anyone else. We even went to go spy on Dean and Parvati, once.
One night, we were in the common room talking, as always. He became silent suddenly, and scooted closer to me on the couch. He started talking to me, but this time what he said was different. He told me he never loved anyone as much as he loved me, and no other girl could ever match up to me. He told me how much he admired me, and how he loved every little thing about me. When he stopped, he lifted his eyes to meet mine. I did the only thing left to do.
I took the Sandy-haired boy in my arms, and we sat there for awhile. immersed in each others warmth. When we pulled away, he placed his lips softly on mine, and we kissed. At that moment, whenhis lips were at mine, I knew. I knew he was, and still is, the only one for me.
Seamus is the reason I haven't gone nuts the past few years. He's given me a reason to live, to be me, and not be what other people expect me to be. We've been together ever since the Yule Ball in Fourth year. I love him. I love him so very, very much. He loves me too.
That's the reason we lost our virginity to each other. We *love* each other. The physical attraction came way after the emotional attraction. Oh God, I love him so much I could could cry.
Parvati and dean share almost the same relationship as Seamus and I, but they haven't been together as long as we have. It is good to have Parvati as such a good friend, I know I can tell her anything. It's also good that we have Boyfriends who are best friends, too.
If only people would take the time to really get to know me. They don't know how much it means to me. But I know I've got Seamus, and Parvati, and even Dean. They know the real me. The *REAL* Lavender Brown. The girl behind the makeup and stereotypes.
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