Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to Harry Potter. At all. Zip. Nadda. Nothin'. So don't sue me. Besides, I don't have any money anyway. It all goes to pay for my University tuition. I didn't even have enough to pay for the 5th book when it came out. I had to borrow it from my friend. (As will probably be the case with the sixth book when it comes out).

Suppressed Memories

Lavender's Point of View

When Lavender woke up at 7:00 am and sauntered into the kitchen to make breakfast, she was not surprised to see Hermione hunched over the table with her coffee, going over a massive amount of paperwork that was scattered across the table.

"How long have you been up?" she asked her roommate.

Hermione looked up at her, and Lavender could see the fatigue in her eyes. "A while," she answered with a sigh.

"You really need to get some sleep, 'Mione. I'm starting to get worried about you," Lavender said, the concern apparent in her voice.

"As if you weren't already," Hermione replied with a laugh.

Lavender rolled her eyes. "Seriously, though. You're not looking so good these days. I think you need to take a break from all this work," she said, gesturing to the pile of disorganized papers.

"Well, I think you and I both know that a break isn't what I need," Hermione said, the tone in her voice starting to become serious. "I need something to take my mind off what happened last fall. And so far, work is the only thing I've found that helps."

Lavender sighed and leaned over to hug her best friend. "I know, Hermione, I know," she said softly.

As soon as Lavender wrapped her arms around Hermione, she burst into ragged sobs.

"Hush now… Come on, 'Mione…" Lavender said in a soothing voice.

Slowly Hermione gained control of her tears and wiped her eyes. "Thanks…" she said with a weak smile.

Lavender shrugged. "What are friends for? Anyway, you better go get ready for work. You have that meeting with Fudge this morning, remember? And you know how long it takes to get downtown with all the traffic at this time in the morning."

"But what about you? Shouldn't you be getting ready for work too?" Hermione asked inquisitively.

"You know me. I'm always late anyway. Why make an exception today?" Lavender answered with a smile.

Hermione laughed as she grabbed her clothes went to the bathroom.

She closed the door with a satisfying click, and turned on the water before getting undressed. She tested the temperature with her hand and stepped in. As the water rushed over her, the memories she had tried to suppress flooded back…

When Hermione saw Harry turn around, she leaned in even farther and lightly kissed him on the lips. That light kiss didn't stay light for long, though. Harry was kissing back and gradually their mouths widened and their tongues started getting involved. Harry's tongue went into Hermione's mouth and made little circles around her tongue. In the kiss was the passion that they had held inside for so long. It had been unleashed, and now there was no stopping it. Every time that they surfaced for air, they just went back into another kiss. It was heaven…

Hermione came back out of her thoughts when she heard banging on the door and noticed that the water had gone cold.

"HERMIONE! What the hell is going on in there? You have to be at work in less than ten minutes! Hermione! What the fuck is happening? Are you okay?" Lavender shouted as she banged on the door.

Hermione shook the last of her thoughts out of her head, grabbed a towel and opened the door.

"HERMI-" Lavender started to yell before she noticed that Hermione had was standing in the doorway. "Oh."

"Yes?" Hermione asked as if she hadn't just been in the shower for an hour.

Lavender seemed to recover her voice. "What the heck happened?" she asked.

"I… I... I don't quite know… I just remember stepping into the shower and then the next thing I knew you were banging on the door… It just doesn't make sense…"

Lavender gave her a questioning look, but didn't say anything.

"Well… I'm going to get dressed now…" Hermione said in an attempt to break the silence.

Lavender nodded, but she still had that quizzical look on her face when Hermione closed the door.