A/N: Time for some disgruntled women.

Chapter Thirteen:

Lavender is disgruntled. She was so happy when she and Ron got together. She figured that by dating him, she would finally rise to a higher station. He did spend the whole Christmas break at Harry and Draco's parents' mansion. She also heard that Orion St. Rosa also stayed there. To rub elbows with the former Zabini, Malfoy and Potter heirs. Not to mention that they are the best looking in the whole school.

She should have known that her life didn't work that way. If only she chose Seamus instead. They used to date and once he got what he wanted, he left her high and dry.

Now, she is sitting at the kitchen table at her parent's house. Her breakfast cereal is going soggy as she is scouring the Daily Prophet for the details of yet another high society wedding that she should have gone to.

She didn't expect to go to the Volturi weddings, though Ron was Harry's best friend.

Ron took her to Harry and Hermione's renewal. Lavender was shocked to see that though three of his older brothers were asked, Ron was not a groomsman, let alone the best man. They sat with Arthur, Charlie, and his fiancée.

The woman was tall, blonde and so beautiful that it hurt to look at her. she strangely resembled both Harry and Draco. Charlie introduces her as Hyla. Miss blonde, green eyed goddess merely nodded to her.

Taking her thoughts off the future in law, Lavender turned to see Draco step up behind Harry. DRACO MALFOY was the best man! Holy Merlin! After that, Lavender sulked through the whole wedding. Everything was how she dreamt it would be for her wedding.

She went home depressed. There was no way that she would ever see that opulence much in her life. She also saw that while his brothers had garnered places by Harry's side, Ron had been left as a guest sitting with his father, brother and their dates. This was not the life in the spotlight that she had set her sights on.

The next wedding was Padma's. Lavender and Ron was invited because she was Parvati's best friend. They married in Greece, at this old ruin. Who would want to marry at a musty old ruin? Lavender could see the envy pouring off of her friend. She had told Lav about the various attempts to seduce the golden demi-god.

"I just don't get it, Lav. We look alike, why wouldn't he want to be with me?" She whines to Lavender at the reception. Unfortunately, Thalia was walking by their table at the time.

"That would be because we are children of an affair. We vowed never to cheat on our spouses or boy/girlfriends. Jason is smart enough to be able to find a way to tell you apart. You are forgetting that we have tricksters for twin nephews." She preaches to them.

When that hunk Percy marries his Ravenclaw, Lavender had to read about it in the paper. They flooed everyone over for a sea-side wedding in New York.

The same went for the lavish Malfoy affair. Though that one she understood, the groom and Ron are absolute enemies.

At George's wedding, she sat the family table, so that was a plus. Having to watch the other fiancées/ wives as bridesmaids, when she was not asked, was not. Charlie's was the only one who refused. Lav was steamed. She asked Ron why she wasn't asked. He told her that Piper asked her friends and then filled the other spots with the future sisters.

The reception was a mockery. A candy bar! Who does that?

Two other girls are watching the paper's announcements intently also. Astoria and Ginny have been getting together to plan their double wedding every day. Their fiances think so anyway. What the two lugs don't know is that it's all planned. The girls talk, read the paper and commiserate with each other about the ones who got away.

The day after Harry and Hermione renewed their vows, Ginny flung herself into Astoria's arms bawling about how it should have been her. Ginny returned the favor when Astoria sees Draco's wedding announcement.

Today's the former Zabini's wedding to Luna Lovegood. "How unfair is that? He was my number two, if I couldn't get Draco." Astoria pouts.

"Let's face it; we are second league to them. Hell, I was seventh in line for anything unless it was girl stuff and who knows, some of that second hand shit could have come from your family or Pansy." Ginny counters. "We were told flat out that how we were raised set us up to fail with our chosen men. Now we're both known potioners." Both girls cry as they go through the rest of the paper.