Faith wondered lonely about the corridors. She hadn't been able to find
Seamus who she'd been seeing for the past week. She'd really started to
like him, but she had the feeling he only viewed her as a trophy prize.
Sighing heavily she descended the main staircase to the entrance hall,
where she heard voices outside.
"You don't have to compete with anyone," a male voice was saying. Someone was crying outside- a girl it sounded like- and a guy was with her. Faith tiptoed to the door, which had (conveniently) been left ajar.
"We're happy aren't we?" the girl said as Faith got within earshot.
"Blissfully," the guy replied. The voices went quiet, which Faith guessed meant they were probably kissing, so she took the opportunity to peer round the door where to her surprise, she saw Harry and Hermione sitting on the wall. As the couple drew apart, Faith concealed herself once more behind the door.
"Now that you're ok with us," Harry said, "There's something I've been meaning to tell you," he said with a glint in hs eye, and a mischievous grin.
"About what?" Hermione asked eagerly.
"Ron," Harry replied mysteriously, "and a certain event that took place over the summer." Hermione frowned, remembered what Ron had told her at the beginning of term.
"If it's about Amy, I already know," she replied easily, causing Harry to groan in frustration.
"I was looking forward to getting you to guess it," he told her, pretending to be hurt, but if truth be told, he was glad he wouldn't be breaking the trust between himself Ron, since Ron had already told her himself.
"So what do you think then?" Harry asked, "I mean, do you reckon he should have told Lavender?" Faith listened, her eyes growing wider with interest. So Ron was keeping something from his girlfriend, and if she listened much longer, Faith was pretty sure she'd find out what it was.
"I don't know," Hermione started to say, not saying much else. Harry knew this meant she had more to say on the subject. "I just don't think he should have lied to her in the first place," she continued, "I mean, it's only made things complicated now hasn't it?"
"Well, no not really," Harry replied truthfully, "They're happy enough at the moment, regardless of Ron's past." Hermione mused over Harry's words for a minute or so before answering. Faith was getting impatient and had to stop herself shouting at them to tell her what this big secret was!
"Maybe," Hermione replied, "But if he's lying to her about this, what else isn't he telling her, or us for the matter?" she questioned.
"Hermione, I don't think it's like that," Harry replied knowingly, "Anyway, do you reckon they actually have had sex?" SEX! Faith's mind suddenly cleared and she realised what they were talking about. 'Of course', she thought to herself, it's always about sex. 'So what exactly had Ron done,' she thought, straining to hear the rest of Harry and Hermione's conversation.
"Does it matter?" Hermione asked back, "It's not really any of our business is it?" she said reproachfully. Harry saw her point and remained silent ton the subject.
"Come on, it's getting cold out here, lets go inside," Harry offered, taking Hermione's hand.
Faith raced back up the stairs and fled to the girls toilets, just in time, for Harry and Hermione would have seen had she been a minute longer. Faith approached the portrait, after Harry and Hermione had gone through, and stopped to think about how she could find out the rest of the story. She knew Ron had done something that he wasn't telling Lavender about and somehow it was connected to sex. Now she didn't have to be rocket scientist to figure out what Ron had done. He'd either cheated on Lavender, or he'd done more than he was telling. Whether him and lavender had had sex didn't matter. Faith had the power to destroy their relationship. But she considered for a moment if she really wanted to do that, after all she didn't hate anyone at the school, and she wasn't an evil person; sometimes she just liked stirring trouble, and she wouldn't have to be at the school next term to live through the consequences of her actions. She'd deny all knowledge of it to her parents if Hermione found out what she was about to do. 'Yes,' she thought, this would certainly make a great story or her friends back home; she went though he portrait with new determination.
"Oh Ron!" Faith called as she entered the common room. Ron was sitting with Lavender and Pavati, discussing the Easter holidays, which were fast approaching. Harry and Hermione had settled themselves in a corner; far away from the little scence Faith was about to act out.
"Yeah?" Ron called back, a little hesitantly. Lavender shot Ron a look of warning as she continued to talk with Pavati. Faith started walking towards him, but Ron sprang up from the sofa before she go there; he knew too well how Lavender would react if Faith came too close.
"I was wondering.could I talk to you?" Lavender said, pretending to be secretive and serious. She needed Ron by himself in order to trick Ron into telling her the rest of the secret.
"Um, I guess so," Ron replied cautiously, he hadn't spoken much to her since he'd got back together with Lavender.
"It's just that I'm concerned for your girlfriend," Faith said, quite convincingly to Ron. Ron looked startled, then guarded as he wondered what she was up to.
"And why would that be?" he asked suspiciously.
"Well, because of that fact you're lying to her about what you did," she said plainly. Ron was taken back at first. 'How did she know?' Ron thought in alarm. Harry or Hermione must have said something, but then Ron trusted them and didn't believe them capable of betraying him. Then it dawned on him; 'I'm not stupid,' Ron thought to himself, she'd trying to get me to tell mer, since she doesn't actually know, but he had to make sure she didn't know.
"And what would I be lying about?" he asked, playing along with her. Faith didn't expect this, and was thrown by Ron's question, but she had to keep up the pretence.
"Ron, you and I know too well what you've done, and if you're not careful, I might accidentally let it slip to your precious girlfriend." Faith was getting nasty now and she knew it. She wasn't going to let someone like Ron make a fool of her again. She turned on her heel and marched off in Lavender's direction.
"Faith!" Ron called, running to stop her, but she only smiled at him and headed for the fireplace where she saw Seamus standing. Ron watched her flirt openly with Seamus, and he wondered what he'd ever seen in her; Oh yeah- blonde hair and an amazing smile. He looked over to where Lavender was still sat, and he realised he couldn't face losing her, and if that meant confessing to what he'd done, so be it.
"Lav, I need to talk to you, can we take a walk somewhere?" Ron asked as Pavati looked eagerly at them both. "Not with you," Ron told Pavati, as the smile vanished from her face.
"Sure," Lavender replied, besides, she wanted to know what he'd been saying to Faith a few minutes ago.
"I need to tell you something, and I'm not sure you'll like it," Ron said as they made their way out of the common room. They had half and hour before they were supposed to be in their dorms, and Ron wasn't sure Lavender would want to stay with him much longer once he'd told her what she needed to know.
"Is it to do with Faith?" Lavender fired at him, assuming the worst.
"Faith? No, well, not really," Ron replied, but seeing the look on Lavender's face he carried on quickly, "What I mean is it's kind of because of her that I'm telling you this.not that I wouldn't have told you myself, I would have, but she'd given me reason to tell you now."
"Ron!" Lavender said interrupting his rambling, "Just tell me what's happened." Ron gulped and tried to think of the best way of putting it.
"Lav, you know I love you right?" he started; Lavender eyed him suspiciously but nodded for him to continue. "I never set out to deliberately lie to you ok, I want you to understand that." She merely looked at him, waiting for him to finish his confession. "I never meant to lie," he repeated, "It was just that you told me you hadn't, and I guess it was easier for me to say that I hadn't either," he grinned sheepishly.
"Ron, what are you talking about?" Lavender said firmly, wishing Ron would get on with it.
"What I'm trying to say is that.is that.I lied to you when I said I hadn't, well, hadn't had sex before." There, he'd said and he waited for a slap, or a flood of tears, or at least a scream, but there was nothing. Lavender just stared at him blinking.
"A-aren't you going to say anything?" Ron asked shrinking away as he expected her to hit out.
"What can I say?" she replied calmly. "It's done now, it's not like you can un-sleep with whoever it was she slept with."
"I-I guess not," Ron replied confused. Why wasn't she getting mad and yelling at him?
"I mean, you're with me now, so it doesn't really mater does it?" she continued, "I wish you hadn't lied though," she said sternly.
"Lav, why aren't you mad at me?" Ron asked in astonishment. She looked at him, her eyes sparkling.
"Because I already knew," she whispered in delight, "I was wondering when you'd finally tell me," she told him smiling.
"You knew?" Ron asked, completely stunned. "How?"
"I don't know how," Lavender replied shrugging, "I just guessed from the way you acted before." Ron still didn't understand, but he wasn't going to push her; she hadn't got mad at him, and they were still together, so Ron was happy. He did have one last question though.
"Lav?" he asked her cautiously, "Doesn't it bother you?" He looked at her, searching her face for some clarification.
"I was actually relieved that you'd know what to do," she replied, blushing slightly, "I didn't know what to do really, so it actually calmed me down a bit." Ron gazed at her in amazement; this wonderful, gorgeous girl was his, and at that moment his love for her was bursting through him, and it was overwhelming.
"I love you so much," he told her, cupping her face in his hands, and kissing her.
"I love you too," she replied, her face lit up in joy, "And I know you would have told me eventually," she added looking slyly at him. "Did Faith threaten to tell me?" she asked.
"Yeah but she doesn't actually know," Ron told her, "She must have overheard it from Harry or Hermione- since they knew," ha added guiltily, but Lavender didn't seem to mind, "and so tried to trick me into telling her," he concluded.
"So she still doesn't know?" Lavender asked carefully.
"No I guess not," Ron answered, "Why?"
"No reason," she replied, a scheming smile playing on her lips.
"Lav," Ron said charily, "What's your mind scheming at?"
"You'll see," was all you said as she led him back to the common room. There was nothing Ron could do but follow her; although he had a sneaking suspicion that Lavender wasn't going to let Faith go that easily.
"You don't have to compete with anyone," a male voice was saying. Someone was crying outside- a girl it sounded like- and a guy was with her. Faith tiptoed to the door, which had (conveniently) been left ajar.
"We're happy aren't we?" the girl said as Faith got within earshot.
"Blissfully," the guy replied. The voices went quiet, which Faith guessed meant they were probably kissing, so she took the opportunity to peer round the door where to her surprise, she saw Harry and Hermione sitting on the wall. As the couple drew apart, Faith concealed herself once more behind the door.
"Now that you're ok with us," Harry said, "There's something I've been meaning to tell you," he said with a glint in hs eye, and a mischievous grin.
"About what?" Hermione asked eagerly.
"Ron," Harry replied mysteriously, "and a certain event that took place over the summer." Hermione frowned, remembered what Ron had told her at the beginning of term.
"If it's about Amy, I already know," she replied easily, causing Harry to groan in frustration.
"I was looking forward to getting you to guess it," he told her, pretending to be hurt, but if truth be told, he was glad he wouldn't be breaking the trust between himself Ron, since Ron had already told her himself.
"So what do you think then?" Harry asked, "I mean, do you reckon he should have told Lavender?" Faith listened, her eyes growing wider with interest. So Ron was keeping something from his girlfriend, and if she listened much longer, Faith was pretty sure she'd find out what it was.
"I don't know," Hermione started to say, not saying much else. Harry knew this meant she had more to say on the subject. "I just don't think he should have lied to her in the first place," she continued, "I mean, it's only made things complicated now hasn't it?"
"Well, no not really," Harry replied truthfully, "They're happy enough at the moment, regardless of Ron's past." Hermione mused over Harry's words for a minute or so before answering. Faith was getting impatient and had to stop herself shouting at them to tell her what this big secret was!
"Maybe," Hermione replied, "But if he's lying to her about this, what else isn't he telling her, or us for the matter?" she questioned.
"Hermione, I don't think it's like that," Harry replied knowingly, "Anyway, do you reckon they actually have had sex?" SEX! Faith's mind suddenly cleared and she realised what they were talking about. 'Of course', she thought to herself, it's always about sex. 'So what exactly had Ron done,' she thought, straining to hear the rest of Harry and Hermione's conversation.
"Does it matter?" Hermione asked back, "It's not really any of our business is it?" she said reproachfully. Harry saw her point and remained silent ton the subject.
"Come on, it's getting cold out here, lets go inside," Harry offered, taking Hermione's hand.
Faith raced back up the stairs and fled to the girls toilets, just in time, for Harry and Hermione would have seen had she been a minute longer. Faith approached the portrait, after Harry and Hermione had gone through, and stopped to think about how she could find out the rest of the story. She knew Ron had done something that he wasn't telling Lavender about and somehow it was connected to sex. Now she didn't have to be rocket scientist to figure out what Ron had done. He'd either cheated on Lavender, or he'd done more than he was telling. Whether him and lavender had had sex didn't matter. Faith had the power to destroy their relationship. But she considered for a moment if she really wanted to do that, after all she didn't hate anyone at the school, and she wasn't an evil person; sometimes she just liked stirring trouble, and she wouldn't have to be at the school next term to live through the consequences of her actions. She'd deny all knowledge of it to her parents if Hermione found out what she was about to do. 'Yes,' she thought, this would certainly make a great story or her friends back home; she went though he portrait with new determination.
"Oh Ron!" Faith called as she entered the common room. Ron was sitting with Lavender and Pavati, discussing the Easter holidays, which were fast approaching. Harry and Hermione had settled themselves in a corner; far away from the little scence Faith was about to act out.
"Yeah?" Ron called back, a little hesitantly. Lavender shot Ron a look of warning as she continued to talk with Pavati. Faith started walking towards him, but Ron sprang up from the sofa before she go there; he knew too well how Lavender would react if Faith came too close.
"I was wondering.could I talk to you?" Lavender said, pretending to be secretive and serious. She needed Ron by himself in order to trick Ron into telling her the rest of the secret.
"Um, I guess so," Ron replied cautiously, he hadn't spoken much to her since he'd got back together with Lavender.
"It's just that I'm concerned for your girlfriend," Faith said, quite convincingly to Ron. Ron looked startled, then guarded as he wondered what she was up to.
"And why would that be?" he asked suspiciously.
"Well, because of that fact you're lying to her about what you did," she said plainly. Ron was taken back at first. 'How did she know?' Ron thought in alarm. Harry or Hermione must have said something, but then Ron trusted them and didn't believe them capable of betraying him. Then it dawned on him; 'I'm not stupid,' Ron thought to himself, she'd trying to get me to tell mer, since she doesn't actually know, but he had to make sure she didn't know.
"And what would I be lying about?" he asked, playing along with her. Faith didn't expect this, and was thrown by Ron's question, but she had to keep up the pretence.
"Ron, you and I know too well what you've done, and if you're not careful, I might accidentally let it slip to your precious girlfriend." Faith was getting nasty now and she knew it. She wasn't going to let someone like Ron make a fool of her again. She turned on her heel and marched off in Lavender's direction.
"Faith!" Ron called, running to stop her, but she only smiled at him and headed for the fireplace where she saw Seamus standing. Ron watched her flirt openly with Seamus, and he wondered what he'd ever seen in her; Oh yeah- blonde hair and an amazing smile. He looked over to where Lavender was still sat, and he realised he couldn't face losing her, and if that meant confessing to what he'd done, so be it.
"Lav, I need to talk to you, can we take a walk somewhere?" Ron asked as Pavati looked eagerly at them both. "Not with you," Ron told Pavati, as the smile vanished from her face.
"Sure," Lavender replied, besides, she wanted to know what he'd been saying to Faith a few minutes ago.
"I need to tell you something, and I'm not sure you'll like it," Ron said as they made their way out of the common room. They had half and hour before they were supposed to be in their dorms, and Ron wasn't sure Lavender would want to stay with him much longer once he'd told her what she needed to know.
"Is it to do with Faith?" Lavender fired at him, assuming the worst.
"Faith? No, well, not really," Ron replied, but seeing the look on Lavender's face he carried on quickly, "What I mean is it's kind of because of her that I'm telling you this.not that I wouldn't have told you myself, I would have, but she'd given me reason to tell you now."
"Ron!" Lavender said interrupting his rambling, "Just tell me what's happened." Ron gulped and tried to think of the best way of putting it.
"Lav, you know I love you right?" he started; Lavender eyed him suspiciously but nodded for him to continue. "I never set out to deliberately lie to you ok, I want you to understand that." She merely looked at him, waiting for him to finish his confession. "I never meant to lie," he repeated, "It was just that you told me you hadn't, and I guess it was easier for me to say that I hadn't either," he grinned sheepishly.
"Ron, what are you talking about?" Lavender said firmly, wishing Ron would get on with it.
"What I'm trying to say is that.is that.I lied to you when I said I hadn't, well, hadn't had sex before." There, he'd said and he waited for a slap, or a flood of tears, or at least a scream, but there was nothing. Lavender just stared at him blinking.
"A-aren't you going to say anything?" Ron asked shrinking away as he expected her to hit out.
"What can I say?" she replied calmly. "It's done now, it's not like you can un-sleep with whoever it was she slept with."
"I-I guess not," Ron replied confused. Why wasn't she getting mad and yelling at him?
"I mean, you're with me now, so it doesn't really mater does it?" she continued, "I wish you hadn't lied though," she said sternly.
"Lav, why aren't you mad at me?" Ron asked in astonishment. She looked at him, her eyes sparkling.
"Because I already knew," she whispered in delight, "I was wondering when you'd finally tell me," she told him smiling.
"You knew?" Ron asked, completely stunned. "How?"
"I don't know how," Lavender replied shrugging, "I just guessed from the way you acted before." Ron still didn't understand, but he wasn't going to push her; she hadn't got mad at him, and they were still together, so Ron was happy. He did have one last question though.
"Lav?" he asked her cautiously, "Doesn't it bother you?" He looked at her, searching her face for some clarification.
"I was actually relieved that you'd know what to do," she replied, blushing slightly, "I didn't know what to do really, so it actually calmed me down a bit." Ron gazed at her in amazement; this wonderful, gorgeous girl was his, and at that moment his love for her was bursting through him, and it was overwhelming.
"I love you so much," he told her, cupping her face in his hands, and kissing her.
"I love you too," she replied, her face lit up in joy, "And I know you would have told me eventually," she added looking slyly at him. "Did Faith threaten to tell me?" she asked.
"Yeah but she doesn't actually know," Ron told her, "She must have overheard it from Harry or Hermione- since they knew," ha added guiltily, but Lavender didn't seem to mind, "and so tried to trick me into telling her," he concluded.
"So she still doesn't know?" Lavender asked carefully.
"No I guess not," Ron answered, "Why?"
"No reason," she replied, a scheming smile playing on her lips.
"Lav," Ron said charily, "What's your mind scheming at?"
"You'll see," was all you said as she led him back to the common room. There was nothing Ron could do but follow her; although he had a sneaking suspicion that Lavender wasn't going to let Faith go that easily.