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Since Faith was in the 4th year and the others were in their 5th, during the day she didn't really see much of them, much to her annoyance. Now that she knew Harry wasn't available, she'd set her sights on his best fiend, Ron.
"Mmm," she considered out loud, "How am I going to play this one?" Faith was sitting on one of the sofas in the Gryffindor common room, when to her annoyance, Harry and Hermione walked in. They had really started to irritate her in her first week, being all over each other. She knew she was jealous, but what couldn't she do about it?
"Hey guys," Faith said easily, fixing a fake smile to her face, "You just had Potions right?"
"Yeah, not that we paid much attention," Harry said grinning at Hermione. 'Oh please save it,' Faith thought rolling her eyes, being careful not to let them see her expression. She smiled back at them as they sat down opposite her.
"So how do you like Hogwarts so far?" Hermione was asking her. Faith said something about finding it fantastic, blah blah blah, she was getting bored of these two already; then Ron appeared through the portrait.
"Hi Ron!" Faith called, waving him over. He was looking pretty great today; Faith remarked to herself, she was going to have some fun. Ron saw them and headed for the sofa, sitting down next to Faith. She shuffled closer to him much to Ron's amusement.
"How's it going?" Ron questioned her.
"Great! Now you're here," she added with an after thought, smiling shyly at him. Harry and Hermione exchanged glances, and Ron beamed with delight. He loved the attention she'd been giving him ever since she arrived. He didn't care if Hermione disapproved; Faith was only a couple of months younger than him, and already she'd gotten the attention of most of the boys in the school; they'd be green with envy if they saw him with her. Hermione gave a stern look at Ron before announcing she had work to do in the library.
"I'll join you," said Harry as he followed her out through the portrait. Ron and Faith were left alone in the common room, save for a couple of first years.
"So you like it here then?" Ron asked her, trying to make conversation.
"Yeah, everyone's really nice to me; friendly, you know," she commented, not wanting to pounce on him just yet.
"Yeah they're liked that here, really helpful," Ron replied. What am I saying? He thought o himself, how boring do I sound. Before he could think of something else to say, Faith had turned to look at him, suddenly leaning in closer.
"Do you like me Ron?" she said in a whisper, her breath caressing his ear.
"Um, yeah, I guess," was all Ron could think of to say.
"Kiss me," she said, leaning in to meet his lips with hers. Ron responded without delay, kissing her back and wrapping his arms around her. Faith surprised herself; she was actually enjoying herself and didn't want the kiss to end, but eventually Ron pulled back from her. He grinned at her and kissed her again, this time letting his tongue caress hers. Faith allowed herself to kiss him back, not wanting to think about how much she was enjoying kissing him. She'd planned to use Ron to make Harry jealous; loving to play games with boys. But, she mused, she may as well enjoy what she can.
"I guess you do like me then," she giggled, looking away pretending to be over come with shyness.
"Mmm," Ron replied, kissing her neck and stroking her face. The first years had stopped talking and were gawping at them with their mouths wide open.
"I think we better take this someone where else," Ron whispered to her.
"Actually, I have a lesson to get to," Faith replied getting up quickly and adjusting herself.
"Ok, well I'll see you later then?" Ron said enquiringly. Faith smiled at him.
"I hope so," she replied, rushing back to peck him on the check, before then hurrying out. Ron leaned back into the sofa where Faith had just been sitting. He smiled to himself as he remembered their kiss; a thrill had shot though him when she started to kiss him back, something he'd only ever felt with Lavender. He mused for a while over it, but then his brothers, George and Fred arrived to play fight with him, so he pushed the thoughts aside, at least for now anyway.
Later at dinner in the Great Hall, Hermione knew something was up between Ron and Faith, and she voiced her concerns to Harry later.
"What's to worry about?" Harry protested as he sense Hermione getting worked up.
"She liked you before she knew we were going out!" she hissed at him lowering her voice so others in the common room wouldn't overhear.
"Really?" Harry asked, a little too interested for Hermione's liking.
"Yes, but she settled for Ron because she knew she couldn't have you," Hermione told him, getting annoyed at how cheerful Harry seemed. "Harry! Don't go getting big-headed about this, please," she said giving him a disapproving look. The smile vanished from Harry's face, but inwardly he was still smiling about the fact that Faith had liked him first.
"Well maybe she's realised she likes Ron now," Harry suggested, trying to get Hermione back in side.
"Maybe," she sighed, though unconvinced.
"Just leave her alone for a bit," Harry continued, "She's only been here a week."
"Exactly! And already all the guys are drooling over her!" Hermione exploded, causing several heads to turn.
"Hermione!" Harry whispered surprised by the outburst, "What's up? There's something more to this isn't there."
"No," she replied in a huff, not looking Harry in the eye.
"Hermione? Come on, what is it?" Harry asked a little more gently this time. She looked at him, and her eyes began to fill with tears.
"Hey, it's ok," Harry soothed, drawing her to him. She rested her head on his shoulders as more tears escaped.
"I k-know I shouldn't c-care," she sniffed, the tears still coming strong.
"Care about what?" Harry asked, utterly confused now.
"It's just she's so, so, you know." she said, looking up at him, "Even you were pleased when I told you she liked you." And then it dawned on him; Hermione was jealous! She was jealous of the attention Faith attracted from everyone, and also the fact she'd taken a fancy to Harry.
"Hermione," Harry said, taking her face in his hands, "It really doesn't matter about Faith ok? You're the one I love, and that's al that matters." He bent down and kissed her gently on the lips, and drew his arms tighter around her. Hermione buried her face in his chest and she realised how stupid she was being.
"Harry?" she whispered, her lips meeting his ear, "I love you too, and I'm sorry." They stayed that way, arms wrapped around each other, swaying slightly on the spot, until a commotion on the other side of the room broke them apart.
"Ron Weasley!" a girl's voice screamed, "How could you?" the voice demanded. Ron looked up from the sofa where he was sitting with Seamus and a few other Gryffindors.
"Lav?" he asked, startled by the outburst.
"Yes it's me, remember me?" she said, Ron noting the sarcasm in her voice. "Or have you already forgotten we were together only a week ago?"
"What are you on about?" Ron threw back at her, reluctant to get into a fight with her in front of everyone.
"I saw you with her!" she burst out. "How could you do this to me? I thought we were getting back together," she whimpered, tears starting to well up in her eyes. Ron stood up and drew her to one side, putting a comforting arm around her. Everyone's eyes followed them, but Ron moved away out of earshot. Lavender managed to hold back further tears, but she still clung to him. Harry and Hermione watched with interest as to what Ron would do. Fortunately for him Faith wasn't in the common room to witness the scene.
"I-I thought you just w-wanted some time," Lavender whispered to him as he supported her weight. "I-I thought you'd still w-want me," she added, looking at him pleadingly.
"I do in some ways," Rin replied, picking his words carefully, "It's just I don't think we're right for each other Lav," he said gently, stroking her hair away from her face.
"But why not?" she implored, clinging onto him even more.
"It just didn't feel right, that's all," Ron said, finding it difficult to control an urge to kiss her. She looked gorgeous in this state, strange as it sounds; clinging onto him, obviously wanting him. Lavender looked up at him, her eyes still brimming with tears, and Ron simply couldn't resist. He bent down and kissed her cheek were a track of tears had fell; he kissed her other cheek and the corner of her mouth, before kissing her softly on the lips. She responded immediately, kissing him back, harder and more urgently than ever before.
"Wait! Wait, Lav please," Ron said, trying to pull away, but she only hung on tighter, drawing his head back to her. Everyone was still watching them, wondering how this was going to end. Hermione was praying Faith wouldn't appear through the wall, and Harry watched in amazement at how Ron didn't seem able to stop himself. Lavender stopped kissing Ron and took his hand, leading him out of the common room and in the direction of the dorms. No one said a word as they disappeared.
"What's he doing?" Hermione said, exasperated and annoyed at Ron's lack of will power.
"I'd guess something they don't want people watching," Harry replied, a trace of amusement evident in his voice.
"Harry! He's supposed to be mad about Faith!" Hermione shot back at him.
"Hey," Harry protested, "Don't get mad at me." Hermione didn't respond, only looked in the direction Ron and Lavender had gone in. "I don't know how Faith's going to take this," she sighed.
Since Faith was in the 4th year and the others were in their 5th, during the day she didn't really see much of them, much to her annoyance. Now that she knew Harry wasn't available, she'd set her sights on his best fiend, Ron.
"Mmm," she considered out loud, "How am I going to play this one?" Faith was sitting on one of the sofas in the Gryffindor common room, when to her annoyance, Harry and Hermione walked in. They had really started to irritate her in her first week, being all over each other. She knew she was jealous, but what couldn't she do about it?
"Hey guys," Faith said easily, fixing a fake smile to her face, "You just had Potions right?"
"Yeah, not that we paid much attention," Harry said grinning at Hermione. 'Oh please save it,' Faith thought rolling her eyes, being careful not to let them see her expression. She smiled back at them as they sat down opposite her.
"So how do you like Hogwarts so far?" Hermione was asking her. Faith said something about finding it fantastic, blah blah blah, she was getting bored of these two already; then Ron appeared through the portrait.
"Hi Ron!" Faith called, waving him over. He was looking pretty great today; Faith remarked to herself, she was going to have some fun. Ron saw them and headed for the sofa, sitting down next to Faith. She shuffled closer to him much to Ron's amusement.
"How's it going?" Ron questioned her.
"Great! Now you're here," she added with an after thought, smiling shyly at him. Harry and Hermione exchanged glances, and Ron beamed with delight. He loved the attention she'd been giving him ever since she arrived. He didn't care if Hermione disapproved; Faith was only a couple of months younger than him, and already she'd gotten the attention of most of the boys in the school; they'd be green with envy if they saw him with her. Hermione gave a stern look at Ron before announcing she had work to do in the library.
"I'll join you," said Harry as he followed her out through the portrait. Ron and Faith were left alone in the common room, save for a couple of first years.
"So you like it here then?" Ron asked her, trying to make conversation.
"Yeah, everyone's really nice to me; friendly, you know," she commented, not wanting to pounce on him just yet.
"Yeah they're liked that here, really helpful," Ron replied. What am I saying? He thought o himself, how boring do I sound. Before he could think of something else to say, Faith had turned to look at him, suddenly leaning in closer.
"Do you like me Ron?" she said in a whisper, her breath caressing his ear.
"Um, yeah, I guess," was all Ron could think of to say.
"Kiss me," she said, leaning in to meet his lips with hers. Ron responded without delay, kissing her back and wrapping his arms around her. Faith surprised herself; she was actually enjoying herself and didn't want the kiss to end, but eventually Ron pulled back from her. He grinned at her and kissed her again, this time letting his tongue caress hers. Faith allowed herself to kiss him back, not wanting to think about how much she was enjoying kissing him. She'd planned to use Ron to make Harry jealous; loving to play games with boys. But, she mused, she may as well enjoy what she can.
"I guess you do like me then," she giggled, looking away pretending to be over come with shyness.
"Mmm," Ron replied, kissing her neck and stroking her face. The first years had stopped talking and were gawping at them with their mouths wide open.
"I think we better take this someone where else," Ron whispered to her.
"Actually, I have a lesson to get to," Faith replied getting up quickly and adjusting herself.
"Ok, well I'll see you later then?" Ron said enquiringly. Faith smiled at him.
"I hope so," she replied, rushing back to peck him on the check, before then hurrying out. Ron leaned back into the sofa where Faith had just been sitting. He smiled to himself as he remembered their kiss; a thrill had shot though him when she started to kiss him back, something he'd only ever felt with Lavender. He mused for a while over it, but then his brothers, George and Fred arrived to play fight with him, so he pushed the thoughts aside, at least for now anyway.
Later at dinner in the Great Hall, Hermione knew something was up between Ron and Faith, and she voiced her concerns to Harry later.
"What's to worry about?" Harry protested as he sense Hermione getting worked up.
"She liked you before she knew we were going out!" she hissed at him lowering her voice so others in the common room wouldn't overhear.
"Really?" Harry asked, a little too interested for Hermione's liking.
"Yes, but she settled for Ron because she knew she couldn't have you," Hermione told him, getting annoyed at how cheerful Harry seemed. "Harry! Don't go getting big-headed about this, please," she said giving him a disapproving look. The smile vanished from Harry's face, but inwardly he was still smiling about the fact that Faith had liked him first.
"Well maybe she's realised she likes Ron now," Harry suggested, trying to get Hermione back in side.
"Maybe," she sighed, though unconvinced.
"Just leave her alone for a bit," Harry continued, "She's only been here a week."
"Exactly! And already all the guys are drooling over her!" Hermione exploded, causing several heads to turn.
"Hermione!" Harry whispered surprised by the outburst, "What's up? There's something more to this isn't there."
"No," she replied in a huff, not looking Harry in the eye.
"Hermione? Come on, what is it?" Harry asked a little more gently this time. She looked at him, and her eyes began to fill with tears.
"Hey, it's ok," Harry soothed, drawing her to him. She rested her head on his shoulders as more tears escaped.
"I k-know I shouldn't c-care," she sniffed, the tears still coming strong.
"Care about what?" Harry asked, utterly confused now.
"It's just she's so, so, you know." she said, looking up at him, "Even you were pleased when I told you she liked you." And then it dawned on him; Hermione was jealous! She was jealous of the attention Faith attracted from everyone, and also the fact she'd taken a fancy to Harry.
"Hermione," Harry said, taking her face in his hands, "It really doesn't matter about Faith ok? You're the one I love, and that's al that matters." He bent down and kissed her gently on the lips, and drew his arms tighter around her. Hermione buried her face in his chest and she realised how stupid she was being.
"Harry?" she whispered, her lips meeting his ear, "I love you too, and I'm sorry." They stayed that way, arms wrapped around each other, swaying slightly on the spot, until a commotion on the other side of the room broke them apart.
"Ron Weasley!" a girl's voice screamed, "How could you?" the voice demanded. Ron looked up from the sofa where he was sitting with Seamus and a few other Gryffindors.
"Lav?" he asked, startled by the outburst.
"Yes it's me, remember me?" she said, Ron noting the sarcasm in her voice. "Or have you already forgotten we were together only a week ago?"
"What are you on about?" Ron threw back at her, reluctant to get into a fight with her in front of everyone.
"I saw you with her!" she burst out. "How could you do this to me? I thought we were getting back together," she whimpered, tears starting to well up in her eyes. Ron stood up and drew her to one side, putting a comforting arm around her. Everyone's eyes followed them, but Ron moved away out of earshot. Lavender managed to hold back further tears, but she still clung to him. Harry and Hermione watched with interest as to what Ron would do. Fortunately for him Faith wasn't in the common room to witness the scene.
"I-I thought you just w-wanted some time," Lavender whispered to him as he supported her weight. "I-I thought you'd still w-want me," she added, looking at him pleadingly.
"I do in some ways," Rin replied, picking his words carefully, "It's just I don't think we're right for each other Lav," he said gently, stroking her hair away from her face.
"But why not?" she implored, clinging onto him even more.
"It just didn't feel right, that's all," Ron said, finding it difficult to control an urge to kiss her. She looked gorgeous in this state, strange as it sounds; clinging onto him, obviously wanting him. Lavender looked up at him, her eyes still brimming with tears, and Ron simply couldn't resist. He bent down and kissed her cheek were a track of tears had fell; he kissed her other cheek and the corner of her mouth, before kissing her softly on the lips. She responded immediately, kissing him back, harder and more urgently than ever before.
"Wait! Wait, Lav please," Ron said, trying to pull away, but she only hung on tighter, drawing his head back to her. Everyone was still watching them, wondering how this was going to end. Hermione was praying Faith wouldn't appear through the wall, and Harry watched in amazement at how Ron didn't seem able to stop himself. Lavender stopped kissing Ron and took his hand, leading him out of the common room and in the direction of the dorms. No one said a word as they disappeared.
"What's he doing?" Hermione said, exasperated and annoyed at Ron's lack of will power.
"I'd guess something they don't want people watching," Harry replied, a trace of amusement evident in his voice.
"Harry! He's supposed to be mad about Faith!" Hermione shot back at him.
"Hey," Harry protested, "Don't get mad at me." Hermione didn't respond, only looked in the direction Ron and Lavender had gone in. "I don't know how Faith's going to take this," she sighed.