a/n: thanx so much for reviewing! I luv y'all sooo much! This time I'll write back to my reviewers, but if I get too many reviews (god forbid that happens lol!) I might not be able to!

dreamweaves: ooo I luv my first reviewer ever!

quidditchgir13: Oh, you were right! Draco/Parvati. I don't know how to put them back in character, because JKR doesn't go into much detail about them in the book. I'll try harder. O ya if you like parvati storis read velvet yesterday. Its really good. thanx for saying my fanfic was interesting! I will put it through her eyes. See comment below.

black-shoes69: thanks that was sweet. I will keep going.

IamDarby: No, it doesn't show your email address on this screen. I luv you even more! Im on ur favorite stories list. U rok!

Note to all: romance will be w/ Parvati (Ron + Lavender) and I will switch off Lavender Parvati. I updated soon cuz of all my wonderful reviews! They really make you(me) feel good. BTW, I will be making the title relevant by sprinkling it around the story. It has something to do with the "moral" 

O ya, disclaimer: I don't own anything having to do with Harry Potter (I wish!) just this plot. (Big whoop)

Chapter Two: At Hogwarts

Lavender's POV:

I couldn't believe it when I saw Ron at Platform 9 ¾. I had never really noticed him before, but this year I saw him in a new light. His height was definitely impressive; it made him seem like he could protect me better. Flaming red, his hair was adorable yet manly at the same time. For some reason I couldn't get him off my mind during the train ride.

"Parvati, have you noticed Ron!" I asked.

"Well, yes of course I have. He's in Gryffindor, isn't he?" she muttered distractedly, concentrating on her chocolate frog.

"You don't have to get your knickers in a twist! I was just asking." I replied tartly, and accepted grudgingly that she didn't want to talk.

I thought a bit longer about what I should do. I knew that I liked him, but I couldn't do anything until I consulted Parvati. I tried again.

"So are you alright, anything bothering you? About Ron I mean. You don't dislike him do you?" I said quietly, which she hopefully considered sympathetic.

"No, it's not that. I just feel like I'm missing something. I'm longing for something. Someone. Maybe, I dunno." She sighed, just as a shadow passed over the compartment doors.

" Feeling lovesick? How pathetic." Scoffed a voice that I immediately recognized as Draco Malfoy.

"Ughh. Please leave us alone and stay out of our personal lives." I retorted, getting up to close the compartment door. He held it open, smirking.

"You're such idiots" he said, giving us one last sneer before walking into a nearby compartment.

"I'm sorry Parvati. Did he bother you? Because he's a total git and-"

"No. It's alright. I'm just being moody. But he is a total git." She said giving me a small smile.

"Yes. I agree. Did you see what he did to Harry and Ron last year?" I began excitedly; happy to see she was back in a talking mood.

"I know! Weasly is our king really was just"…… and so it went. We talked for the whole train ride wholly abusing Malfoy, his cronies, and Snape. Unfortunately, I couldn't get Ron off my mind and I felt a great urge to talk to him. I just wanted to get to know him a little, and snog. Snog! I could just visualize his long arms around me holding me close, his lips on mine, his tongue…. I stopped before I got ahead of myself. I knew I had to do something. I should tell Parvati, that's what!

When we got outside the cold air nipped at my skin, and I pulled my robe around me. I knew I should have worn more than a miniskirt under my robes! Parvati, I saw, seemed equally cold, so I seized the opportunity to drag her into the nearest horseless carriage and sit her down directly in front of me.

"Parvati, I need to tell you something." I took a breath. "I think I like Ron."

Her sneaky smile grew until it turned into a full-on grin.

"I knew something was up!" She said slowly, suppressing her glee. "The way he stared at you at the platform. And how you couldn't stop mentioning him on the train.." she clapped her hands happily. "You would make a great couple!" She said, standing up to move next to me.

The carriages stopped abruptly, causing Parvati to fly backwards into the carriage wall. I started laughing hysterically. She did too. Our fit of laughter carried us on through the great hall, to our benches, and nearly into the sorting.

"Agglebrook, Garth" called Professor McGonagall as a small boy stepped up to the chair. I sniggered. Parvati giggled. I let out a small laugh. We started another giggle -fit.

"Agglebrook! What kind name is that?" I laughed. "Garth, what kind of name-"

"Miss, Brown, Miss Patil!" cried Professor McGonagall shrilly, "Would you please be quiet?"

We stopped immediately. The sorting continued and the meal began uneventfully. Just as I had just began to gnaw on a chicken leg, Harry Potter burst into the room, soaked in blood. I stopped eating my chicken leg, and Parvati stopped mid-bite on her
Yorkshire pudding, allowing some of it to dribble down her chin. Harry quickly scurried back to our table, hoping nobody would notice. Personally, I think he did a rotten job.

"Gods, Parvati! Is he alright?" I gasped.

"I dunno! Wow that's gross. I can't look, I have a gag reflex." Answered Parvati, making a barfing noise.

"Ooh, sorry. I didn't know." I muttered apologetically. I started up again on my chicken leg, and continued on it even when it was still a bone. By the end of the meal, I had half a chicken bone with a few teeth marks on it.

Dumbledore's speech was nerve rattling. I got nervous, because Parvati and Padma almost didn't come back to school this year because of everything he was telling us. When the meal was over ("Pip, pip!"), I took no time in dragging Parvati up the stairs into the dormitories before anyone else. We went through the common room and straight through to our room.

"Look, Parvati. I'm sorry, that speech was…"she cut me off.

"It's alright Lav. It's not your fault." She replied meekly.

"Everything will be better tomorrow. Let's get to bed." I put my hand on her shoulder and led her to her bed.

"Yeah, everything will be better tomorrow……" she said as she fell asleep in her robes. I felt the year hadn't come off on the best foot, as I had hoped, but tomorrow would be better.

I put on my nightgown and went to sleep, dreaming about Hogwarts, Death Eaters, And Ron.

a/n yayy! I'm done! Isn't it great I don't leave it as a cliff hanger? Yes it is! Yayy!

a gag reflex is a thing where when you see something gross, you barf, or make this weird barfing noise (trust me, I have one)