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Warning- Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince spoilers later on in the story. I will warn you when there will be one.

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I Never Stopped: Year Two

Lavender had written letters to Fred, and vice versa, over the summer. Now, she was dressed and ready to go to Diagon Alley for her school shopping. She looked down at the letter that read:

Second Year Students Will Require:

The Standard book of Spells, Grade 2

By Miranda Goshawk

Break with a Banshee by Gilderoy Lockhart

Gadding with Ghouls by Gilderoy Lockhart

Holidays with Hags by Gilderoy Lockhart

Travels with Trolls by Gilderoy Lockhart

Voyages with Vampires by Gilderoy Lockhart

Wanderings with Werewolves by Gilderoy Lockhart

Year with the Yeti by Gilderoy Lockhart

She grabbed some Floo Powder, stepped into her fire place (her house was connected with the Floo network), and said 'Diagon Alley.' A few seconds later, she ended up in the fireplace at Gringotts. Lavender went up to one of the goblins , gave them her vault key, and they took her to her vault. She withdrew fifty galleons, thirty sickles, and seventeen knuts. Lavender walked out of Gringotts, and down the busy streets of Diagon Alley. She saw the door for Flourish and Blotts Book Shop and went in.

"FRED!" Lavender rushed through the abnormally large crowd and hugged Fred.

"Lavender, it's so good to see you," Fred said. He bent down and gave her a soft, gentle, kiss.

"Why is it so bloody packed in here today, Lav?"

"You don't know," she asked the twin. He shook his head no. "Gilderoy Lockhart is doing a book signing today."

"Oh..."

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"Take care of Ginny for us, Fred!"

"Right, will do!" Fred and Lavender walked hand in hand until they reached the compartment Lee was in.

"This is my stop," Fred said.

"Okay," I better go find Pavarti. I'll see you after the train ride."

"Ok." Fred bent down and kissed Lavender. She walked a little ways down and found Pavarti. She was in a compartment with Seamus and Dean. No one knew of Lavender's relationship with Fred, except Fred's family.

"Hi guys," she said.

"Hi," they chanted back.

"Harry wasn't on the train, neither was Ron," Seamus said, "Pavarti told Dean and I."

"I wonder where they are then," Lavender said.

—

"Pavarti, Fred told me that Ron and Harry flew his dad's Ford Anglia into the Whomping Willow," Lavender said. She sat down next to her best friends. Fred came into the Great Hall and sat down next to Lavender.

"Hey," he whispered, "I hate keeping this a secret."

"I know, just wait I'm not ready for everyone to know."

"Okay." The doors opened, and McGonagall came walking in with the new students behind her.

"Ginny's going to be sorted," Fred said. Lavender smiled. She met Ginny at the train station at the end of her first year. The hat sang his annual song, and the Hall filled with hands clapping. They got through last names A through V, and they were now on the W's.

"Ware, Jonathan," McGonagall called. The kid went up to the stool and put the hat on his head.

"RAVENCLAW!" Jonathan went to the Ravenclaw table.

"Weasley, Ginerva," Ginny walked up to the dial where the stool stood. She placed the hat upon her head.

"Hopefully this is the last Weasley," the hast said, "let's see...GRYFFINDOR!" The table Lavender sat at erupted with cheers. Ginny took the old hat off her head and went to Gryffindor. She took a seat next to George.

"Now remember, you can't tell anyone that Fred and Lavender are a couple," George whispered to his youngest sibling.

"I know, George."

—

"Pavarti! Wake up!" Pavarti opened one eye and looked at her clock. It read two-thirty in the morning.

"Ugh... what is it Lav?"

"Harry and Ron are here! I saw them walk through the portrait."

"What were you doing down there this time of the night anyway?

"I was...um...talking. Yeah talking. I was talking to Fr... I mean a friend."

"Right, well you should ger to bed. We have Charms in the morning."

"Right, good night, then"

"Good night."

—

All the girls in Defense Against the Dark Arts gazed dreamily at their new teacher standing in front of them. Gilderoy Lockhart. Winner of Witch Weekly's Best Smile award. The guys, however, weren't too happy about the DADA teacher.

"Okay class, here is a little pop quiz," Lockhart said as he passed out the quizzes to the class.

"Sir," Seamus said, "all these questions are about...you."

"I know Mr. Finnegan. I will be collecting them in fifteen minutes." By the time he was done saying that sentence, Lavender was already on question thirty. About five minutes later, she was done. She looked at Seamus, who sat next to her, and noticed he was done. Lavender glanced down at his paper. She looked away and started doodling on a spare piece of parchment. Then she decided to write a note to Pavarti.

Pavarti,

When I got done with the quiz, I looked at Seamus's paper, cause he was done, too. He wrote 'Lavender' for every question. And for question one, he put my name down with a big heart around it! We must talk about this in the common room later.

Lavender

She passed the note back behind her. She heard Pavarti open the folded piece of parchment and quietly gasp.

—

"Ow! Careful! Why did he have to open that stupid cage of pixies?"

"You can't blame Lockhart, Lav. I don't think he knew."

"But those stupid things got knots in my hair!" Ow! Don't brush so hard.

"Sorry! Now, let's talk about the Seamus thing."

:what about it?"

"Well, he is nice. He's the second nicest boy in our year. Neville's first, but he's too clumsy."

"He is nice."

"And that Irish accent is to die for."

"Yeah, and he's cute, too."

:then go out with him."

"I can't"

"Why not, you're not seeing anyone."

"..."

"Is there something you're not telling me?"

Lavender bit her lip.

"Lavender?"

"You can't tell anyone, Pavarti!"

"Can't tell anyone what?"

"I'm dating Fred Weasley."

—

Lavender kept having nightmares about what Fred told her. About the words scripted in blood on the stone wall. She pulled on her pink bath robe, and descended down the stairs leading to the common room. Lavender saw a certain pranking twin sitting on the cushiony couch, staring intently into the fire.

"Couldn't sleep either," she asked Fred. He shook his head. The Gossiping Gryffindor Queen sat down next to the Pranking Prince. She entwined her fingers with his, gave him a kiss on the cheek, and laid her head on his shoulder.

"She'll be fine, Fred, don't worry."

"You should have seen the wall, Lav. 'Her skeleton will lie in the chamber forever.' My baby sister."

"Fred she's alive. I know it. She's fine. Trust me, she'll be okay."

—

Gryffindors had won the House Cup. Ginny was alive and well. Hermione, Colin, Mrs. Norris, Justin, and Nearly Headless Nick were un-petrified. Even though Draco Malfoy had been made seeker, Gryffindor was still victorious in Qudditch. Also, to Hermione's disappointment, exams had been canceled.

"No exams, life is good," Fred said. He whispered something to Lavender with a pleading look on his face. She nodded. Fred hopped onto the table.

"Excuse me, could everyone please be quiet." Of course no one listened. This caused Fred to take drastic measures.

"SNAPE IS PREGNANT WITH FILCH'S CHILD!" Every single eye in the great Hall looked at him.

"Sorry about that, and Professor Snape, quit staring at me, I already know I have a death wish from you. I have and announcement to make. I, Frederick Michael Weasley, am dating the voluptuous Lavender Violet Brown." He picked her up, so she stood on the table next to him, and kissed her deeply on the mouth.

"Oh... and I also apologize for any disturbing mental images on the whole Snape-Filch comment."

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