Gwyn sat on the ground near the lake. She looked out to the forbidden forest, enjoying how peaceful it was. However the peacefulness was soon interrupted when Justin came up to her, sat down and asked, "So?"

"So what?"

"How did things with Manny go?" Justin asked eagerly. "Give me all the details, don't leave anything out."

"Ok, he was fine," Gwyn said, starting off in the forest.

"Fine? Just fine?" Justin asked disappointed. "He didn't trip and fall or blow up all over the launch pad?"

Gwyn shot an annoyed glance at him and said, "He was just fine."

Justin looked her over and said, "Something's bothering you."

"I'm fine, like Manny was fine," Gwyn snapped at him.

"You've been a real bitch lately, why?"

"Shut up," Gwyn told him. Then she asked randomly, "Would you want to kiss me?"

Justin leaned away from her and said, "Maybe if I was into girls, then I'm sure you would be one I would kiss."

"Boys are idiots," Gwyn mumbled.

"What's his name and what he do?"

"No one and nothing."

"Fine, you don't have to tell me," Justin told her. "But I'll have you know, when you're bitchy it makes it a lot harder for me to be the bitchy gay best friend."

"Let's change the subject," Gwyn said.

"Ok, how about that project for history?" Justin asked.

"Let's change the subject," Gwyn said again.

"No that's it, a boy and that project. That's what making you so bitchy," Justin said, proud of himself.

"No it's not," Gwyn defended. "Well, at least not the boy part."

"So it's the project," Justin clarified. "Tell me about your family."

"It's not the project, it's hearing everyone say, 'my dad does this,' or 'my mom does this,' and there's always this saying, 'my grandparents knew,' and it's sickening. I don't care about anyone else's family," Gwyn told him, venting all her anger on Justin.

"Now, if someone asked you what your mom does, you would reply…"

"Make's money and I don't want to know how," Gwyn finished from him.

"Oh, mother like daughter," Justin said. Gwyn in reply hit him in the back of the head. Justin smiled sweetly at her and asked, "Tell me about your father."

"How about you go back and bug me about my guy issues," Gwyn suggested.

"So you do?" Justin asked hopefully. Then he shook his head and said, "No, I want to hear about your father. Tell me his name and I'll leave you alone."

"I won't."

"Was your dad not around much, is that why you don't talk about him?" Justin asked, his chest swelling in pride thinking he had figured out Gwyn's problem.

"That couldn't be further from the truth."

"Ah, you said father from the truth," Justin joked. Gwyn punched him in the arm and Justin knew to drop the subject. "So, do you have guy trouble?"

"No."

"That what was with the question earlier?"

"That was, well, it was nothing," Gwyn told him, not meeting his eye.

"Oh, it was something or someone, so do tell," Justin said, his voice raising with excitement He gave Gwyn an encouraging nudged and she sighed in defeat.

"Fine, for some reason and I don't know what possessed him to do it, Ron Weasley kissed me in the owlery."

"Oh the owlery, the one public place you haven't had sex," Justin exclaimed. Gwyn hit him again and he said, "Ok, so I'm sure there's a lot of public places you haven't had sex in. You're bedroom not being one of them."

"Hey, my bedroom is the most private of sanctuaries and I do not let people invade it," Gwyn told him.

"So you always make the guy bring you back to his place?" Justin asked. "No wonder they never call you again."

"Why don't you shut up?"

"Ok, so how far did it get with Ron this time?" Justin asked.

"A kiss," Gwyn told him.

"You're lying," Justin said.

Gwyn took deep offence to that and said, angrily, "Hey, I might lie about my weight, my height, my original hair color, my family, my likes and dislikes but I never lie about my sex life."

"Ah an honest slut, I thought your kind was didn't exist," Justin told her with a huge grin. "In all seriousness, why didn't you do more?"

"Ron seems different," Gwyn told him.

"Different. How so, like I could have a chance with him?" Justin asked eagerly. "I heard redheads are supposed to be wild."

"No, just more sweet and innocent then the other guys," Gwyn tried to explained.

"Oh I know this retinue, I used it a lot." Justin sat up straight and explained, "They act all innocent so you think they are, but no guy is innocent. They'll do anything to get banged."

"I don't think this is an act."

"Gwyn, Gwyn, Gwyn." Justin shook his head displeased. "Never did I think you, of all people would fall for that. Ron's pretty cute, right? He probably had a bunch of girls already. Just remember, no guy is innocent."

"Justin, you're right. Ron isn't innocent, but he's a lot more innocent then me," Gwyn objected.

"If you think Ron should be with someone who is innocent, like Hermione, I have news for you," Justin told her. Gwyn leaned in close and Justin whispered, "Hermione and Harry have been 'getting friendly' a lot lately. It's all over the school."

"Yeah, but still…" Gwyn didn't know how to finish that statement, so she just gazed off in the woods.

"That's enough," Justin said. He got up and pulled Gwyn to her feet. "I want you to go find Ron and show him how uninnocent you really are."

"Is uninnocent a word?" Gwyn asked.

Justin rolled his eyes, slapped her butt and said, "Go and I want details."

"Fine," Gwyn said, smiling. "He should be at Quidditch practice, right?"

"All right, good job team," the Gryffindor Quidditch caption called out. "Go clean up and Ron, it's your week to pick up the equipment."

Ron mumbled something and started gathering the equipment. As soon as everyone was in the changing rooms, Gwyn stepped on to the field and said, "You're pretty good."

Ron jumped at the sound of another person's voice. He smiled weakly at Gwyn and said, "Thanks. I didn't expect to see you again."

"Yeah, sorry about running away, the owls just really freaked me out," Gwyn told him.

"Really, the owls did?"

"You need any help carrying the equipment?" Gwyn asked.

"Sure," Ron answered. Gwyn picked up the other end of the box and they started walking towards Madame Hooch's office.

Halfway there Gwyn said, "I am really sorry for running away like that."

"Please, like you're the only girl who ever ran away when I kiss her," Ron joked.

"Oh, knowing that I'm not the only one makes me feel better," Gwyn told him, smiling.

The arrived at the office, which was more like a supply closet, and Ron slowly opened the door. No one was in there. The put the box down in corner of the room and started to leave when Ron tripped on a misplaced broom. As Ron stumbled her bumped into Gwyn, pushing her down on the ground. Then Ron tripped over her legs landed on her. She smiled up at Ron and stated, "This position seems oddly familiar, only weren't you on the bottom?"

Ron laughed slightly and said, "Yeah, but I like these position better."

Gwyn nodded and didn't say anything. She looked up into Ron's blue eyes and just reminded herself that no guy is innocent. Then she kissed Ron forcefully. Gwyn ran her tongue inside of Ron's mouth and started exploring it.

"Can you two put up a sign?" Harry asked, standing at the doorway.

Ron broke away from Gwyn and got up. Gwyn sighed and retorted, "How about you try knocking?"

"I'm not the one who does it all over the school," Harry replied.

Gwyn got up and asked, "What, Granger doesn't like it wild and crazy?"

Harry narrowed his eyes, but didn't say anything. Ron smiled and said, "Hermione does enjoy going up to the broom closet." Harry's eyes widened and Ron told him, "Yeah, I knew."

Gwyn smirked, winked at Ron and then left. Ron smiled at Harry and said, "See you later."

Ron quickly followed Gwyn out of the Quidditch closet and followed her down the corridor. Once Ron caught up with Gwyn he smiled and said, "Sorry about that."

Gwyn bit her lip, debating whether to stay or run away again. However, Ron didn't give her enough time to decide. He placed his hand on the back of her neck, and his lips crashed into hers. Ron and Gwyn backed into a wall, while Ron's tongue explored Gwyn's mouth. Gwyn moaned whiled Ron's lips moved down to her neck. Her breathing picked up and she asked, "Where?"

"I don't care," Ron said, kissed her lips again. Then he suggested with a smile, "How about the owlery?"

Gwyn pulled away from him and said, "That's not funny."

Ron kissed her and said, "I'm sorry. How about the astronomy tower?"

"Ok," Gwyn said, returning the kiss.

Ron quickly led her up to the astronomy tower, and locked the door once they were inside. Gwyn pulled him down on the couch in the tower and kissed him passionately, while taking off his robes. Ron slowly slid her outer robe off of her, making a soft sound as it hit stone floor. Gwyn pulled Ron's shirt over his head, tousling up his hair by doing so. Gwyn smirked; glad Ron didn't give a damn about his hair unlike Draco. Ron smiled back at her and slowly undid the buttons on her shirt. As Ron took of Gwyn shirt, Ron marveled over Gwyn. Her soft skin felt like velvet against him, her skin unmarked by any freckle or scar. Ron's eyes moved up to Gwyn's open chest. Perspiration began to accumulate around a heaving chest. Ron kissed her neck while Gwyn started unbuttoning his pants.

Ron lowered Gwyn to the ground and slowly slid the straps of her creamy, orange, lacy bra off her shoulder. Gwyn rolled Ron over on his back, and started kissing his neck and moved down to his very muscular chest. Ron groaned and took in deep breaths. Gwyn took of his shoes and then pulled off his pants. Ron leaned his head back and smiled. Gwyn's finger traced along the edge of his boxers, and then snapped the elastic waistband back. Ron flinched and said, "Ouch."

"Let me kiss it and make it all better," Gwyn said, pulling off his boxers. She softly kissed the small red mark on his hip.

Ron smiled and moaned, "Oh my God."

Gwyn got up and circled Ron. When Gwyn's back was turned, Ron thought he saw a scar. It was just for a brief moment, but Ron knew he saw something. Gwyn faced him and took off her skirt. As the skirt landed around her ankles, she kicked it to Ron. It landed on Ron's face, which he quickly threw it off him as Gwyn climbed on top of him. Gwyn kissed Ron, while his hands unhooked her bra. Ron rolled Gwyn over and started kissing her stomach. Gwyn giggled and Ron asked, "What?"

"It tickles," Gwyn answered him with another fit of giggles.

Ron smiled and kept kissing her stomach, making her laugh even more. Ron kissed her neck and slowly took of her panties. Ron's hand slowly crept up her leg, until reaching her inner thigh. He started rubbing his thumb in circular motions, while Gwyn groaned. She sat up and pulled Ron on top of her. She lowered his lips to hers and licked his lips. Ron smiled and kissed her passionately.

Gwyn smiled and arched her back, and then she felt Ron enter her. Gwyn gasped and then moaned softly. Ron kissed her neck and then started thrusting back and forth. Gwyn groaned and kissed Ron's neck. Ron thrust sharply, making Gwyn cry out in ecstasy, "Yes, yes, oh Ron."

Gwyn arched her back pushing herself against Ron. Gwyn shut her eyes and she could tell she lost control. She groaned, "Yes Ron, yes."

Ron moaned and let himself go. His breathing became jagged and he felt totally free. He closed his eyes and was too tired to move off of Gwyn. Gwyn kissed Ron's neck and rolled him offer. Ron smiled and kissed her back. He sighed and closed his eyes and quickly drifted off to sleep.

Gwyn smiled and tried to get up. She was too exhausted to move, and could only move far enough to grab Ron's robe. She placed the robe over the two of them and decided to wait till she could regain her strength before she left. She sighed enjoying the warmth coming off of Ron, and felt her eyelids slowly close. Then she was also asleep.

The next morning at breakfast, Ron came down smiling. He greeted Hermione and Harry with a brief hello. Then he quickly scarf down his breakfast, pocketing some bacons and an apple in his napkin. Hermione clicked her tongue and asked, "Ron, you know we have class in thirty minutes and you're missing you robes?"

"Yeah, I'm leaving right now. Bye." Ron quickly ran out of the Great Hall, still smiling.

"Same clothes as yesterday," Hermione noted. "Think he got laid?"

"God I hope so," Harry told her.

Gwyn squinted when she felt sunlight on her face. She woke up and found it quite a shock that she was naked and under a foreign robe. Not a Ravenclaw's robe, not a Slytherin's robe, not even a Hufflepuff's robe. A Gryffindor's robe. Gwyn sat up and looked around. She tried to recall the events from last night. She talked with Justin, talked with Ron, kissed Ron, slept with Ron. That was it; she had slept with Ron and fell asleep. But that didn't make sense to her, she didn't fall asleep afterwards, she always made sure she left first.

Gwyn sighed and figured Ron already left and took her robe by accident. She looked around and noticed some writing on the wall, it was written in blue sparks. She read it slowly.

Gwyn, I went down to get some breakfast, you looked too peaceful to wake. I'll bring you back something. Ron.

Gwyn felt a smile creep up on her face. She didn't believe Ron would actually come back, but it was still sweet of him to leave a note. She got up and started getting dressed. She was pulling her shirt on when Ron entered the room. Ron got a long enough glance to see she did have a scar on her back. It was a small, one-inch, jagged line that tilted up towards her right shoulder. Ron came up and tapped her on the shoulder.

"I brought you back some bacon and an apple," Ron told her.

Gwyn turned around and gave him an astonished look. Ron became confused and asked, "What, do you not like bacon?"

Gwyn smiled slightly and said, "No, I just didn't think you'd come back."

"I told you I would," Ron reassured her, he held out the bacon and the apple.

Gwyn took it and felt the urge to blush. She grabbed a robe, kissed Ron on the cheek and said, "Thanks Ron. Bye."

Ron turned crimson and picked up the other robe. He grinned broadly and head down to his first class.

A/N: PoTtErRuLz: Ron got booty, ok? and we all have an unhealthy obsession with him, most people just hide it! I don't

cateyezgold: I'm glad you find the whore hilarious!

dimondgurl: here's another chapter, hoped you enjoyed.

Snape's Gurl: don't worry, Gwyn on hit on Snape again.

onlyonceinforever: I know, I suck at spelling, but thatnks for chatching it for me. and bad girl for reading this during our boring bio class!

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