"One Night Stand"
~Lavender/Michael~
Contrary to what a lot of people think, Lavender Brown is not the type to have one night stands. She is a little confused as to why this seems to surprise people; do they take her for a slut? Does she act like a slut? It worries her, because what people think matters to Lavender. In truth, she is a romantic and always has been. She likes love and happy endings and believes in Destiny and soul mates.
She is still waiting for her soul mate. When she was sixteen, she thought it was Ron Weasley, but she knows now how ridiculous that was. She's tried plenty of men out (and perhaps it's the fact that she's always got a different date that makes people think she would sleep around), but she's always been disappointed. She holds onto the belief, though, that somewhere out there, her Mr Right is waiting. Perhaps he too is taking girls on dates, and finding each one wanting. One day, one day, they will find each other, and Lavender is prepared to wait, although she does sometimes wonder how long Destiny is going to take with this.
Which is perhaps why she went and had one (or four) too many vodka and lemonades in the bar that night with Michael Corner, and woke up next morning in his bed, the headache and the mortification setting in.
Embarrassment is the last thing on her mind though, as she sits curled in the basket chair in her flat, arm laid protectively over her abdomen, battling the crippling panic that is overcoming her. She doesn't feel any different, and she always thought you would. But the test is there, and in no doubt; her one night stand – the only one she has ever had – has had the worst consequence.
She is pregnant. She is alone. All her romantic dreams are coming crumbling down, and Destiny, after all the trust she put in it, seems to have cast her off and be laughing at her.