Disclaimer: No one owns this story. That's right! It's an orphan! So adopt
now! (jk. It belongs to J. K. Rowling. But I'm sure she wouldn't miss it.)
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Chapter 3: Dating
The next day, Lavender and Ron had their first date. They walked around the grounds, talking, and finally settled down by the lake. They both laid down under a tree, by the waters edge.
"So, what do you want to be when you get out of Hogwarts?" Lavender asked.
"I donno." Ron said simply.
"Oh, come on. You have to tell me more then that." Lavender laughed.
"Okay. Well, I kind of what to be an auror." Ron said, Lavender nodded her head. "Or I want to work with dragons."
"What?" Lavender said, looking shocked.
"My brother does it, and I think it sounds like fun." Ron said.
"Okay. You just don't seem like the animal type of person."
"What makes you say that?"
"Every Care of Magical Creatures class." Lavender said.
"Well, we don't take care of dragons, do we." Ron said with a smile. "So what about you? What do you want to be?"
"Ummm." Lavender said, thinking hard. "I suppose I could be a psychic, but that doesn't sound like much fun. I could teach Divination, but I don't really like school." Lavender said with a laugh. "Parvati wants me to go into the clothing business with her. You know, designing robes and stuff. My parents think I should go into the Ministry of Magic, which I would never do."
"But what do you what to do?" Ron asked.
"I want to become a house wife." Lavender said with a determined face. Ron looked at her in shock. "I would absolutely love to stay at home and take care of my kids. I could cook and clean and watch my children grow up. I'd send them letters while they were away at school and pick them up at the train station for vacation. It would be perfect." Lavender said with a dreamy look on her face.
"How many kids are you going to have when you get married?" Ron asked curiously.
"If I could chose? A girl, twin boys, and another girl." She said with a smile. "And a dog, of course."
Lavender suddenly looked across the lake and yelled, "I wouldn't do that if I were you!" Goyle was at the edge of the lake. He had a stick in his hand and was poking a tentacle of the giant squid.
"He's going to fall in." Lavender said to Ron, not taking her eyes off of Goyle, who wasn't listening. He suddenly stumbled and fell head first into the lake.
Lavender laughed and said, "So, how many children do you want?"
"I've never really thought about it." Ron said truthfully.
"Are you kidding me?" Lavender asked, looking at him. "Wow, boys are so different. Girls have planned their wedding and family by the time they're twelve."
"Really?" Ron asked, astonished. "Girls have a lot of free time."
"Oh, and what do boys do in their free time? Play with Dungbombs." Lavender said with a playful smile.
"Dungbombs rule!" Ron exclaimed.
"And play Quidditch." Lavender added.
"You don't like Quidditch?!" Ron said with surprise.
"It's okay. I would never play it though." Lavender said.
"Why not?"
"Because." Lavender said, turning red. "Because I can't fly."
"What? But we had flying lessons."
"Do you ever remember seeing me at those?" Lavender asked. Ron thought hard and realized that he didn't remember her ever coming to that class. "I didn't want to make a fool of myself, so I just pretended that I was sick whenever we had them."
"But you have to learn how to fly. It's so much fun, you'd love it." Ron assured her. "Come on, I'll teach you." He said, getting up.
"Really?" Lavender asked, taking Ron's hand as he lead her to the Quidditch field. "I'm warning you, though, I'm not going to be any good at it."
"You'll do fine." Ron said, unlocking the broom closet. "Here, we can use Harry's broom." He said, pulling out a Nimblus 2001.
"Just get onto the broomstick and I'll get on behind you." Ron said as Lavender mounted the broom. He put his hand s on top of hers.
"Just push off of the ground on three." Ron whispered in her ear. "One.. two.. three." He said, and kicked off of the ground with her. They flew off into the air and Lavender felt the wind rush past her face. It felt wonderful.
"Okay." Ron said. "Lean forward to go up, lean back to go down, push the end of the broomstick to the left to go left, and right to go right."
"Alright." Lavender said, a little scared. "Can we fly over the Forbidden Forest? I want to see if I can see any of the animals in it."
"Sure." Ron said, helping her steer. "But I can tell you what's in there. I've been into it already."
"Really?" Lavender asked, seeming impressed. "What did you see?"
"Really big spiders." Ron said, giving a little shudder. Ron's chest was right on Lavender's back, so she felt him shiver.
"Are you afraid of spiders?" She asked with a smile.
Ron blushed and said, "Kind of," which was a complete lie.
"Really? You must have totally freaked!" Lavender said, a little amused.
"Yeah, I threw up after it settled that I had been surrounded by hundreds of 50 foot spiders." Ron said. Lavender laughed. "What are you afraid of?"
"Death." Lavender said simply.
"Most people are." Ron said.
"Yeah, but I'm not afraid that it will hurt when I die, or that I won't get to accomplish certain things. I'm afraid that I will die before I can tell people how I really feel. I want to be able to tell my parents that I love them. And I don't want to be mad at someone before I die, and not be able to tell them that I'm sorry."
"That's a pretty big wish, to be able to tell people how you really feel before you die." Ron said.
"I know, but I can dream can't I?" Lavender said. "I think it's time for lunch. We should probably land."
"Okay." Ron said. "Just lean forward slightly." They landed safely and started to walk back to the castle.
"Would you rather have to eat a live spider, or let it climb all over you for an hour?" Lavender asked, laughing at the look on Ron's face.
"Neither." Ron answered.
"Oh, come on. You have to pick one." Lavender said, squeezing his hand.
"Fine, I would rather eat one." Ron said with a little shiver, making Lavender giggle. "Because it would only take a minute to eat, and that's better then an hour.
"Okay, my turn." Ron said. "But it's kind of a different question. If you had to change one thing about yourself, what would it be?"
"Hmmm." Lavender said thoughtfully. "I would have to say my boobs."
"What's wrong with your boobs?!" Ron asked.
"They're too small!" Lavender said, looking down at her chest. "Parvati's are bigger then mine."
"Parvati's are too big." Ron said truthfully.
"You've been looking at other girl's boobs?" Lavender asked, but then laughed.
"You're boobs are fine, believe me." Ron said. "You're turn."
"Same question." Lavender said. "What would you change about your appearance."
"That's easy. My hair." Ron said. Lavender stopped dead.
"What?! What's wrong with your hair?"
"It's. red." Ron said.
"I love your hair! It makes you an individual! It's cute!" Lavender said, running her finger's through Ron's hair. "You should never change your hair color."
"Fine, I won't. But only if you don't change your boobs." Ron said.
"Deal." Lavender said with a laugh.
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A/N: So many insecurities!!
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Chapter 3: Dating
The next day, Lavender and Ron had their first date. They walked around the grounds, talking, and finally settled down by the lake. They both laid down under a tree, by the waters edge.
"So, what do you want to be when you get out of Hogwarts?" Lavender asked.
"I donno." Ron said simply.
"Oh, come on. You have to tell me more then that." Lavender laughed.
"Okay. Well, I kind of what to be an auror." Ron said, Lavender nodded her head. "Or I want to work with dragons."
"What?" Lavender said, looking shocked.
"My brother does it, and I think it sounds like fun." Ron said.
"Okay. You just don't seem like the animal type of person."
"What makes you say that?"
"Every Care of Magical Creatures class." Lavender said.
"Well, we don't take care of dragons, do we." Ron said with a smile. "So what about you? What do you want to be?"
"Ummm." Lavender said, thinking hard. "I suppose I could be a psychic, but that doesn't sound like much fun. I could teach Divination, but I don't really like school." Lavender said with a laugh. "Parvati wants me to go into the clothing business with her. You know, designing robes and stuff. My parents think I should go into the Ministry of Magic, which I would never do."
"But what do you what to do?" Ron asked.
"I want to become a house wife." Lavender said with a determined face. Ron looked at her in shock. "I would absolutely love to stay at home and take care of my kids. I could cook and clean and watch my children grow up. I'd send them letters while they were away at school and pick them up at the train station for vacation. It would be perfect." Lavender said with a dreamy look on her face.
"How many kids are you going to have when you get married?" Ron asked curiously.
"If I could chose? A girl, twin boys, and another girl." She said with a smile. "And a dog, of course."
Lavender suddenly looked across the lake and yelled, "I wouldn't do that if I were you!" Goyle was at the edge of the lake. He had a stick in his hand and was poking a tentacle of the giant squid.
"He's going to fall in." Lavender said to Ron, not taking her eyes off of Goyle, who wasn't listening. He suddenly stumbled and fell head first into the lake.
Lavender laughed and said, "So, how many children do you want?"
"I've never really thought about it." Ron said truthfully.
"Are you kidding me?" Lavender asked, looking at him. "Wow, boys are so different. Girls have planned their wedding and family by the time they're twelve."
"Really?" Ron asked, astonished. "Girls have a lot of free time."
"Oh, and what do boys do in their free time? Play with Dungbombs." Lavender said with a playful smile.
"Dungbombs rule!" Ron exclaimed.
"And play Quidditch." Lavender added.
"You don't like Quidditch?!" Ron said with surprise.
"It's okay. I would never play it though." Lavender said.
"Why not?"
"Because." Lavender said, turning red. "Because I can't fly."
"What? But we had flying lessons."
"Do you ever remember seeing me at those?" Lavender asked. Ron thought hard and realized that he didn't remember her ever coming to that class. "I didn't want to make a fool of myself, so I just pretended that I was sick whenever we had them."
"But you have to learn how to fly. It's so much fun, you'd love it." Ron assured her. "Come on, I'll teach you." He said, getting up.
"Really?" Lavender asked, taking Ron's hand as he lead her to the Quidditch field. "I'm warning you, though, I'm not going to be any good at it."
"You'll do fine." Ron said, unlocking the broom closet. "Here, we can use Harry's broom." He said, pulling out a Nimblus 2001.
"Just get onto the broomstick and I'll get on behind you." Ron said as Lavender mounted the broom. He put his hand s on top of hers.
"Just push off of the ground on three." Ron whispered in her ear. "One.. two.. three." He said, and kicked off of the ground with her. They flew off into the air and Lavender felt the wind rush past her face. It felt wonderful.
"Okay." Ron said. "Lean forward to go up, lean back to go down, push the end of the broomstick to the left to go left, and right to go right."
"Alright." Lavender said, a little scared. "Can we fly over the Forbidden Forest? I want to see if I can see any of the animals in it."
"Sure." Ron said, helping her steer. "But I can tell you what's in there. I've been into it already."
"Really?" Lavender asked, seeming impressed. "What did you see?"
"Really big spiders." Ron said, giving a little shudder. Ron's chest was right on Lavender's back, so she felt him shiver.
"Are you afraid of spiders?" She asked with a smile.
Ron blushed and said, "Kind of," which was a complete lie.
"Really? You must have totally freaked!" Lavender said, a little amused.
"Yeah, I threw up after it settled that I had been surrounded by hundreds of 50 foot spiders." Ron said. Lavender laughed. "What are you afraid of?"
"Death." Lavender said simply.
"Most people are." Ron said.
"Yeah, but I'm not afraid that it will hurt when I die, or that I won't get to accomplish certain things. I'm afraid that I will die before I can tell people how I really feel. I want to be able to tell my parents that I love them. And I don't want to be mad at someone before I die, and not be able to tell them that I'm sorry."
"That's a pretty big wish, to be able to tell people how you really feel before you die." Ron said.
"I know, but I can dream can't I?" Lavender said. "I think it's time for lunch. We should probably land."
"Okay." Ron said. "Just lean forward slightly." They landed safely and started to walk back to the castle.
"Would you rather have to eat a live spider, or let it climb all over you for an hour?" Lavender asked, laughing at the look on Ron's face.
"Neither." Ron answered.
"Oh, come on. You have to pick one." Lavender said, squeezing his hand.
"Fine, I would rather eat one." Ron said with a little shiver, making Lavender giggle. "Because it would only take a minute to eat, and that's better then an hour.
"Okay, my turn." Ron said. "But it's kind of a different question. If you had to change one thing about yourself, what would it be?"
"Hmmm." Lavender said thoughtfully. "I would have to say my boobs."
"What's wrong with your boobs?!" Ron asked.
"They're too small!" Lavender said, looking down at her chest. "Parvati's are bigger then mine."
"Parvati's are too big." Ron said truthfully.
"You've been looking at other girl's boobs?" Lavender asked, but then laughed.
"You're boobs are fine, believe me." Ron said. "You're turn."
"Same question." Lavender said. "What would you change about your appearance."
"That's easy. My hair." Ron said. Lavender stopped dead.
"What?! What's wrong with your hair?"
"It's. red." Ron said.
"I love your hair! It makes you an individual! It's cute!" Lavender said, running her finger's through Ron's hair. "You should never change your hair color."
"Fine, I won't. But only if you don't change your boobs." Ron said.
"Deal." Lavender said with a laugh.
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A/N: So many insecurities!!
