A/N: I'm sorry for the delay... It's because, well.. My computer broke down and I was busy this holiday... So, I'm REALLY REALLY sorry for the delay! Oh yeah, I would like to include special thanks to Sweet Stephy, my beta! Thanks for your help! And it takes less than five minutes for you to review! Oh yeah, about my volcabulary,(*bad word*) this story is 'G' rated, which technically means no cursing. Besides, I'm typing this at home and if my mum or dad 'accidentally' (as they would put it) reads this, I'm so dead. Anyway, this chater has lots of weird emotions that change fast. Well, don't say I didn't warn you!
Dedicated to Stephy and Bryce
::Chapter Three::
Ron took a deep breath. His life was changing a lot in less than half a day. First, it was Hermione's news that she loved him. Then it was the part aout her 'suicide', followed a few hours later his wife gave him a love potion... Wait-love potion?
"Ron?" Lavender walked in the room, looking on the floor. "Now that you're not busy anymore... I guess, we should talk about the love potion..."
Ron sighed deeply. 'What does this world have against me?'
"Yes, I think we should. I mean, we're not children anymore..." Ron paused. "I'm not going to shout the house down. And.." he looked pointedly at Lavender. "You are going to tell me what happened. No exaggeration, no dramatic scenes."
Lavender wiped her eye with her sleeve. "I guess you're right... It all started with... The day you saved me from the guy from The Three Broomsticks- the one who tried to harass me... I guess I was kind of attracted to you. I mean, which normal sixth year girl wasn't? Then, I began to develop a crush on you. A few weeks laterr, it was blossoming into love, at least I thought so. But still, I admired you from afar. Then that year, you started dating H..Hermione. (Lavender rubbed her eye at Hermione's name) I got a little crazy. I decided I wanted you for myself. No one. No one, expescially Hermione was going to take you away from me. So after a week of finding the ingredients to brew a love potion, (it takes a few months, remember?) I brewed it n one of the bathrooms. One of them had a so-called haunted cubicle so I brewed it there. Finally, at the begining of the seventh year, the potion was ready.
FLASHBACK
Lavender walked past the famous trio as casually as she could, the vial of love potion in her hand. She was afraid, she knew that if she ever told Ron about the love potion the effects would wear off, but won't this 'love' be forced? Lavender pushed all her doubts away and sat next to Ron where she usually sat. When the feast was about to start, she tipped her vial of love potion into Ron's pumpkin juice. Of course someone saw her. It was Harry. But he did not say anything. The love potion did not work immediatly like Lavender expected but soon she could recognize the hints of Ron's behaviour towards her which meant he was smitten with her. She began to feel guilty.
Two days later...
Harry approached Lavender.
"Why don't we bring this conversation to somewhere... more private..." asked Harry.
Lavender could not read his expression but she knew Harry would not hurt anyone. Unless that person was Voldermort of course.
"Alright." she said as calmly as she could while her heart was racing with fear.
In an empty classroom...
"I'm sure you know what we're here for." said Harry firmly. "I know what you did to Ron."
"H...What did I do?" asked Lavender faking innocence.
"Love potion." Harry said the word that confirmed all Lavender's fears.
"I'm sorry, Harry." said Lavender. "Oblivate!"
Harry wasn't a seeker for nothing. He dodged Lavender's spell.
"Why did you do that?" asked Harry, his temper was clearly rising. "You know Ron and Hermione are meant for each other!"
"They are not!" Lavender protested angrily. "I am the one for him! Oblivate!"
This time, Lavender did not miss. The spell hit Harry squarely in the chest. His eyes looked dull for a few seconds. Luckily for Harry, Lavender was very good in charms and had only erased the memories of her putting love potion into Ron's goblet and his meeting with Lavender.
"You did not say anything important. You only met up with me to ask what Divination homework we had. You will now go back to the Gryffindor common room, quietly." commanded Lavender.
Harry's eyes began to turn back to normal.
"Lavender, you did not tell me what Professor Trelawney told us to do yet!" said Harry suddenly.
"Oh yeah. Sumarize chapter fifteen and keep another dream diary." Lavender said almost automatically.
"Gee, thanks." Harry replied and walked out of the empty classroom.
"You're welcome." Lavender whispered, a smile on her face. 'Now no one can stop me from getting what's mine!'
END OF FLASHBACK
"You did not!" said Ron, shocked. "Wait, you actually did all that. You sound almost EVIL..."
"I know." sniffed Lavender. "I just *sniff*... I regret what I did. It was just after *sniff* Hermione's letter that I realised that it was all my fault she cmmited suicide and all my fault she is *sob* dead now... I'm sorry Ron, I guess we should have a divorce now..."
"OF COURSE WE SHOULD HAVE A DIVORCE! DIDN'T YOU JUST RUINED HERMIONE'S LIFE! DIDN'T YOU KNOW HOW HORRIBLE IT IS FOR HER TO LIVE A LIFE LIKE THAT!!!"
Lavender was terrified. "I really am sorry Ron... I really am..." she began to sob again.
Ron just looked at her for a while taking deep breaths.
"Look, I'm sorry. It's not like we can change the past..." said Ron, closing his eyes and breathing deeply trying to calm down. "I can't believe how you guys could even like me. I mean, I was just 'Harry Potter's friend' all along... Not someone important..."
"Well, at least I know now that I don't love you..." said Lavender. "I did that all in vain. Thinking that we were the perfect couple and still finding out that I don't love you in the end..."
"Wait a minute? You don't? I mean- that's great!" cried Ron. "I guess that means we're still friends, right?"
Lavender managed a small smile. "Forever." said Lavender. "I guess we should be arranging that divorce soon."
"Yeah." said Ron. "Oh yeah, one thing. Hermione's not dead."
"WHAT!!!" cried Lavender and she slapped Ron then smiled so widely until her face could almost be spilt into half. "That's for not telling me earlier. Honestly, I thought it was ALL my fault she commited suicide. Which she didn't!!!"
"Geez..." said Ron as he rubbed his cheek. "No need to to be violent!"
"Now you can ask her out or something!" said Lavender so happily until it was almost dreamy. It was the same tone she used to have when she was in Hogwarts. And it was the tone which meant she was going to do some matchmaking... "I've always known you loved her! Even when we were married!"
Ron rolled his eyes. "One more thing..."
"What is it?" asked Lavender, snapping out of her trance.
"It's about the divorce." said Ron. "What about the kids?"
"OH MY GOODNESS, THE KIDS!!!"
***
Belinda Blackfalcon drank a disguising potion, her hair turned bright red and her figure changed but her eyes were still the same shade of blue.
"I hope noone recognises me THIS time... And that Hermione realise that I went out for a change." she muttered under her breath then she whispered a revealing charm over a 'wall'.
The 'wall' turned out to be a fireplace. Belinda took a salt shaker and pured some of the powder our the fire place and said loud and clear, "Diagon Alley!"
***
Harry Potter was frustrated although Ginny had tried to calm him down. I mean- who can take a turmoil of feelings in one day?
'I need to take a break.' he thought. 'I'll just leave a note then go to The Three Bromsticks and have some butterbeer. And at the same time try to find Hermione- although the Auror Program would be faster...'
Harry scribbled a quick note to Ginny who was taking a nap (He hadn't told her about Hermione yet because she was sleeping when he received the news) and grabbed his cloak. He stood outside his doorstep and apparated to Diagon Alley.
***
"Hello, Madam Rosmerta!"
"Hello, Miss Blackfalcon, how are you today?" asked Madam Rosmerta. (she has a gift of seeing through disguises)
"Shh..." whispered Belinda, adjusting her cloak. "You know that I cannot be recognised by anyone other than you..."
"I'm sorry, Bel." whispered Madam Rosmerta as she handed Belinda a mug full of delicious creamy butterbeer. "How's Hermione doing?"
"Well, Hermione is still brooding over Ron Weasley." whispered Belinda sadly as she took a sip of the beverage in front of her. "I wish I could do more to help her."
"I'm sorry Belinda." said Madam Rosmerta softly. "Actually, you should settle down... Get a man..."
"I have to support Hermione." Belinda said firmly. "When she moves on, then I shall. Thank you anyway Rosmerta. I have to go to and get some books..."
Belinda drank her remaining butterbeer, left a few coins on the table and walked away. Unknown to her, there was a man who heard every single word she exchanged with Madam Rosmerta.
***
A/N: I bet you all know who's that. I hate the Ron/Lavender arguement part. I was all so CORNY and ... ugh... But I don't really know how to change it so I'm really sorry. I think there should be Ron/Hermione moments in the next chapter!
(Read my new fic! It's a Dr/Hr fic. So if you are open minded, I guess you should read it!!!)
Dedicated to Stephy and Bryce
::Chapter Three::
Ron took a deep breath. His life was changing a lot in less than half a day. First, it was Hermione's news that she loved him. Then it was the part aout her 'suicide', followed a few hours later his wife gave him a love potion... Wait-love potion?
"Ron?" Lavender walked in the room, looking on the floor. "Now that you're not busy anymore... I guess, we should talk about the love potion..."
Ron sighed deeply. 'What does this world have against me?'
"Yes, I think we should. I mean, we're not children anymore..." Ron paused. "I'm not going to shout the house down. And.." he looked pointedly at Lavender. "You are going to tell me what happened. No exaggeration, no dramatic scenes."
Lavender wiped her eye with her sleeve. "I guess you're right... It all started with... The day you saved me from the guy from The Three Broomsticks- the one who tried to harass me... I guess I was kind of attracted to you. I mean, which normal sixth year girl wasn't? Then, I began to develop a crush on you. A few weeks laterr, it was blossoming into love, at least I thought so. But still, I admired you from afar. Then that year, you started dating H..Hermione. (Lavender rubbed her eye at Hermione's name) I got a little crazy. I decided I wanted you for myself. No one. No one, expescially Hermione was going to take you away from me. So after a week of finding the ingredients to brew a love potion, (it takes a few months, remember?) I brewed it n one of the bathrooms. One of them had a so-called haunted cubicle so I brewed it there. Finally, at the begining of the seventh year, the potion was ready.
FLASHBACK
Lavender walked past the famous trio as casually as she could, the vial of love potion in her hand. She was afraid, she knew that if she ever told Ron about the love potion the effects would wear off, but won't this 'love' be forced? Lavender pushed all her doubts away and sat next to Ron where she usually sat. When the feast was about to start, she tipped her vial of love potion into Ron's pumpkin juice. Of course someone saw her. It was Harry. But he did not say anything. The love potion did not work immediatly like Lavender expected but soon she could recognize the hints of Ron's behaviour towards her which meant he was smitten with her. She began to feel guilty.
Two days later...
Harry approached Lavender.
"Why don't we bring this conversation to somewhere... more private..." asked Harry.
Lavender could not read his expression but she knew Harry would not hurt anyone. Unless that person was Voldermort of course.
"Alright." she said as calmly as she could while her heart was racing with fear.
In an empty classroom...
"I'm sure you know what we're here for." said Harry firmly. "I know what you did to Ron."
"H...What did I do?" asked Lavender faking innocence.
"Love potion." Harry said the word that confirmed all Lavender's fears.
"I'm sorry, Harry." said Lavender. "Oblivate!"
Harry wasn't a seeker for nothing. He dodged Lavender's spell.
"Why did you do that?" asked Harry, his temper was clearly rising. "You know Ron and Hermione are meant for each other!"
"They are not!" Lavender protested angrily. "I am the one for him! Oblivate!"
This time, Lavender did not miss. The spell hit Harry squarely in the chest. His eyes looked dull for a few seconds. Luckily for Harry, Lavender was very good in charms and had only erased the memories of her putting love potion into Ron's goblet and his meeting with Lavender.
"You did not say anything important. You only met up with me to ask what Divination homework we had. You will now go back to the Gryffindor common room, quietly." commanded Lavender.
Harry's eyes began to turn back to normal.
"Lavender, you did not tell me what Professor Trelawney told us to do yet!" said Harry suddenly.
"Oh yeah. Sumarize chapter fifteen and keep another dream diary." Lavender said almost automatically.
"Gee, thanks." Harry replied and walked out of the empty classroom.
"You're welcome." Lavender whispered, a smile on her face. 'Now no one can stop me from getting what's mine!'
END OF FLASHBACK
"You did not!" said Ron, shocked. "Wait, you actually did all that. You sound almost EVIL..."
"I know." sniffed Lavender. "I just *sniff*... I regret what I did. It was just after *sniff* Hermione's letter that I realised that it was all my fault she cmmited suicide and all my fault she is *sob* dead now... I'm sorry Ron, I guess we should have a divorce now..."
"OF COURSE WE SHOULD HAVE A DIVORCE! DIDN'T YOU JUST RUINED HERMIONE'S LIFE! DIDN'T YOU KNOW HOW HORRIBLE IT IS FOR HER TO LIVE A LIFE LIKE THAT!!!"
Lavender was terrified. "I really am sorry Ron... I really am..." she began to sob again.
Ron just looked at her for a while taking deep breaths.
"Look, I'm sorry. It's not like we can change the past..." said Ron, closing his eyes and breathing deeply trying to calm down. "I can't believe how you guys could even like me. I mean, I was just 'Harry Potter's friend' all along... Not someone important..."
"Well, at least I know now that I don't love you..." said Lavender. "I did that all in vain. Thinking that we were the perfect couple and still finding out that I don't love you in the end..."
"Wait a minute? You don't? I mean- that's great!" cried Ron. "I guess that means we're still friends, right?"
Lavender managed a small smile. "Forever." said Lavender. "I guess we should be arranging that divorce soon."
"Yeah." said Ron. "Oh yeah, one thing. Hermione's not dead."
"WHAT!!!" cried Lavender and she slapped Ron then smiled so widely until her face could almost be spilt into half. "That's for not telling me earlier. Honestly, I thought it was ALL my fault she commited suicide. Which she didn't!!!"
"Geez..." said Ron as he rubbed his cheek. "No need to to be violent!"
"Now you can ask her out or something!" said Lavender so happily until it was almost dreamy. It was the same tone she used to have when she was in Hogwarts. And it was the tone which meant she was going to do some matchmaking... "I've always known you loved her! Even when we were married!"
Ron rolled his eyes. "One more thing..."
"What is it?" asked Lavender, snapping out of her trance.
"It's about the divorce." said Ron. "What about the kids?"
"OH MY GOODNESS, THE KIDS!!!"
***
Belinda Blackfalcon drank a disguising potion, her hair turned bright red and her figure changed but her eyes were still the same shade of blue.
"I hope noone recognises me THIS time... And that Hermione realise that I went out for a change." she muttered under her breath then she whispered a revealing charm over a 'wall'.
The 'wall' turned out to be a fireplace. Belinda took a salt shaker and pured some of the powder our the fire place and said loud and clear, "Diagon Alley!"
***
Harry Potter was frustrated although Ginny had tried to calm him down. I mean- who can take a turmoil of feelings in one day?
'I need to take a break.' he thought. 'I'll just leave a note then go to The Three Bromsticks and have some butterbeer. And at the same time try to find Hermione- although the Auror Program would be faster...'
Harry scribbled a quick note to Ginny who was taking a nap (He hadn't told her about Hermione yet because she was sleeping when he received the news) and grabbed his cloak. He stood outside his doorstep and apparated to Diagon Alley.
***
"Hello, Madam Rosmerta!"
"Hello, Miss Blackfalcon, how are you today?" asked Madam Rosmerta. (she has a gift of seeing through disguises)
"Shh..." whispered Belinda, adjusting her cloak. "You know that I cannot be recognised by anyone other than you..."
"I'm sorry, Bel." whispered Madam Rosmerta as she handed Belinda a mug full of delicious creamy butterbeer. "How's Hermione doing?"
"Well, Hermione is still brooding over Ron Weasley." whispered Belinda sadly as she took a sip of the beverage in front of her. "I wish I could do more to help her."
"I'm sorry Belinda." said Madam Rosmerta softly. "Actually, you should settle down... Get a man..."
"I have to support Hermione." Belinda said firmly. "When she moves on, then I shall. Thank you anyway Rosmerta. I have to go to and get some books..."
Belinda drank her remaining butterbeer, left a few coins on the table and walked away. Unknown to her, there was a man who heard every single word she exchanged with Madam Rosmerta.
***
A/N: I bet you all know who's that. I hate the Ron/Lavender arguement part. I was all so CORNY and ... ugh... But I don't really know how to change it so I'm really sorry. I think there should be Ron/Hermione moments in the next chapter!
(Read my new fic! It's a Dr/Hr fic. So if you are open minded, I guess you should read it!!!)