A/N: I don't own anything you recognize.

This is for the Harry Potter Fanfiction Challenges forum

Are you crazy enough to do it Challenge

513. (song title) Home sweet Home-Motley Crue

If You Dare Challenge

513: A Fools' Hope

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Insane Prompt Challenge

513: Setting – Hotel

Days of the Year

15th April: World Art Day - Write an Artist!AU. Alternativey, write about a piece of art having an effect on a character's mood.

Seasonal Challenge – Colors

1. Lavender

Seasonal Challenge – Flowers

9. Iris - (theme) Hope

Seasonal Challenge – Birthstones

10: Quartz - (dialogue) "Great, now my dress is ruined."

Word count: 647

"It's hopeless! No one will ever give me a job, much less help us get a home," Lavender stated slamming the door. Parvati looked up from the painting she was working on, a mess of swirling shades of purple, with a lavender heart in the middle.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm tired of staying in this hotel, Patti. I want a home, a real home."

"They turned you down?"

"They took one look at the scars on my face, said we don't hire your kind here and slammed the door in my face. How am I supposed to get a job looking like this?"

"Lavender, you're beautiful. I know you think your scars are ugly, but they show how strong you are. They show how you fought and won," Parvati stated standing and hugging her girlfriend tightly.

"Great, now my dress is ruined," Lavender whined looking at the purple streaks on her once solid back dress. Parvati tried to hold back her laughter.

"I'm sorry, you looked like you needed a hug."

"I can probably get the paint off, what do you use?" Parvati bit her lip and glanced down at her own paint stained clothes.

"A spell I made up. I know, making my own spells is probably dangerous and I shouldn't do."

"Does it work?"

"Yes. Watch!" Parvati pulled her wand from her long plait and waved it over Lavender's dress. The paint disappeared instantly. Lavender's eyes widened.

"You invented the spell."

"I sort of based it off an existing one, but yes, I guess so."

"You need to patent it."

"Wait, what?" Lavender was already dragging a paint covered Parvati from the hotel room. They'd been living there since they'd reconnected after the Battle of Hogwarts.

"Lavender!" The girl finally slowed to a stop.

"What?"

"Where are we going?"

"To have your paint spell patented."

"Why?"

"Royalties!" Lavender shrieked. Parvati sighed.

"It's not ready for that yet. I mean, if I'm going to do that there's a lot more research I have to do."

"But..." Lavender's lower lip slid out, her eyes filled with tears. "I just want a home soooo badly."

"I know you do, Sweetie, but we can't just rush head first into this. Besides, what's wrong with the hotel?"

"We'll run out of money soon."

"We have three more months, Lav. I promise, we'll figure something out. You'll get a job, and maybe I'll finally sell one of my paintings?"

"I really like the one you're doing now."

"I'd hoped so, it's going to be your anniversary present."

"And now you ruined the surprise!" Parvati laughed.

"I'm getting you more than just a painting, Lav. Trust me, everything is going to work out. Remember in school, divination class? Didn't everything end up working out in the end?" Parvati asked leading Lavender back into the room.

"Yes, well, yeah, in a way."

"Exactly. Just because things aren't happening in the traditional obvious way, doesn't mean things aren't going to work out. I saw a sign that Palmstry is hiring, maybe you could try there? I mean, they wear those gauzy scarves. No one would see the scars." Lavender sank into her usual chair thinking.

"I am pretty good at palmstry, aren't I?"

"Yes, and remember, if nothing else, you can always tell them what they want to hear." Lavender laughed taking Parvati's hand and studying it for a moment.

"You will meet a tall dark stranger," she joked.

"I'm pretty sure that's what yours said our first year," Parvati countered. Lavender laughed. It was true, Parvati was about three whole inches taller than the blond girl.

"I'll try it, tomorrow. Why don't we have dinner? I think we still have some garlic pasta left."

"Great. I'll go clean up this mess. Lavender."

"Yes?"

"No matter what, if we don't ever find our home sweet home, I love you."

"I love you too, Parvati.