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There Are Some Things Books Can't Do	By : I'veGotNothing Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 17692 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of Jk Rowlings works and/or characters, and I do not make any money from this story, its just for fun

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Author's Note: Thank you for continuing to read!!. I know I promised steamy soon, and this chapter was almost steamy, but I decided to go a different direction. I have a list in my head of pairings I'm planning but if you have any you desperately want to see let me know and I can see if I can work them in!!
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Harry gave a measured look at Ron and Malfoy before sighing and helping Ron up off of the floor. Ron was furious.
“Oi, Harry, didn’t you see that?” Ron demanded, gingerly touching his face once he was on his feet. “The tosser punched me.”
  Draco glared at Ron, but didn’t speak. Harry turned to Draco. “Hermione told you?”
  Draco nodded once, his fists slowly unclenching. Harry breathed out a sigh, a headache forming behind his eyes. He sensed these new friendships were about to get complicated. “Then go. I’ll talk to Ron.” Harry was resigned.
  Draco stalked out of the room, leaving the two best friends alone. “Bloody hell Harry, what’s going on? Why didn’t you do something? And since when does he and Mione talk? And why would he care about what goes on between us?”
  “Ron.”
  “And you call yourself my best mate, letting that twit take a swing at me, I thought you were on my side, you’re the one who told me to explain to Hermione”
  “RON!” Harry practically roared, causing his friend to finally be quiet. “I don’t even know why you betrayed her! You won’t explain it to me. But based on what I saw, you earned that punch. So, shut up. You also don’t get to decide who she befriends. If you want to know about their relationship, ask Hermione.” With that pronouncement Harry also stalked out of the room, leaving Ron to think.
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  In the girls dorm, the three young women had successfully coaxed Padma to sleep. She and her twin may have been in different houses, but she was having a hard time being at Hogwarts without her sister.
  Once Padma was settled, it gave Hermione a chance to look around the dorm. Instead of sleeping five girls to one room as it was previously, there were several rooms, each with only two or three beds, giving more privacy. In fact, if the girls really wanted to, most of them could probably have their own room. She went out in the hall to look for the loo and found it at the very end. After a brief inspection, she was in awe. The room was as lavish and ornate as the prefects bathroom, including several shower stalls away from the enormous sunken tub.
  Hermione found her belongings in the room next to the bathroom, in a room with only two beds. She was grateful as she had nightmares occasionally, but she didn’t like sleeping completely alone in a room anymore. She began unpacking her trunk when she heard a knock at the door, and Lavender poked her head in.
  “Hermione? I can I switch with Hannah and be your roommate? I don’t think I can room with Padma without breaking down…. Pavarti was my best friend… what if I accidently call Padma that?”
  Hermione stilled, listening, her heart beating a little faster, wondering if Lavender realized that she knew about her and Ron. She took a calming breath before turning around.
“Are you sure us rooming together is a good idea? It was awkward enough the last time you dated Ron.” Her voice was surprisingly steady, apparently, she had more courage to confront Lavender than the person she was actually upset with.
  To Hermione’s surprise Lavender laughed then plopped herself down on the empty bed, sitting cross legged and giving Hermione her full attention. “I was hoping we could have this conversation. I certainly don’t know why Ron wanted to keep it a secret. In fact I don’t even care how you found out, I’m just glad it’s not something I have to hide.”
  Hermione gingerly sat on her own bed, clutching the blanket, slightly irritable. “Do you even realize that your boyfriend was flirting we me all summer? And he didn’t mention anything about you two. Was he trying to play the both of us?”
Lavender burst into giggles. “Boyfriend? God’s no! We’re just shag buddies. In fact he’s completely head over heels for you.” Lavender explained through chortles.
  Hermione’s brow furrowed. “I’m afraid I don’t understand.”
  “Well you see we don’t like each other in that way but-“
   “Oh, I’m familiar with what fuck buddies are thank you.” She replied snippily. “I don’t understand how he could, or even want to, sleep with you if he is so enamored with me.”
Understanding dawned on Lavender’s face. “For me its simple…with him its probably not as easy. Maybe I should start from the beginning.”
  “Only the facts if you will.” Hermione’s voice was sharp.
  Lavender rolled her eyes but nodded assent before beginning. “After I got out of St. Mungo’s I was having a hard time adjusting. I was attacked by Fenrir Greyback. I have the scars to prove it. But what I didn’t know was that after I passed out, was that he assaulted me.” Hermione winced, and Lavender hurried on. “It’s okay, I can’t remember any of it, and I’m seeing a therapist and all. But I needed a friend, and maybe a laugh so I walked into Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes and saw Ron working there with George.”
  Hermione nodded, remembering Ron had written that he was helping out until Jordan Lee recovered.
“Well, anyway we started talking. We both lost people we cared about so he offered to buy me a drink at the Leaky Cauldron after he left the shop. So, we did, and talked half the night, consoling each other. We made it a weekly habit, after my therapy sessions. One night we both drank a lot more than normal, he had a bad day keeping George calm, he had found something of Fred’s, and I had a rough therapy session. One thing led to another and we ended up renting a room for the night.”

  Hermione moved her hands to her lap, grasping her fingers. She understood the temptation…but she had never been in that situation, she still couldn’t comprehend why it would keep happening. “Why wasn’t it a one-time thing?” her voice was colder than she meant it to be, but Lavender smiled, knowing exactly what was running through her head.
“I thought about it just being once. And I tried, I really did. But honestly? For me, at first anyway, I wanted to know if I could have that kind of relationship with someone, sober. And Ron was safe. He was known, and we had already had sex, so why not try for just one more time? Besides, I was lonely. From there… well…. Ron’s good in bed. And honestly aside from getting him to stop saying your name during sex, it was fun, it was a distraction, and I knew it meant nothing to either of us.”
Hermione took a deep breath, but was still angry, and she pushed the sex details aside for a fight another day. “You say he’s in love with me…but if you knew that, why still fuck him?”
  “Hermione, sex isn’t always about love. And I knew you two weren’t together yet. Look, I tried to get him to go to you over the summer, but he said he couldn’t leave his family, even for a short time. The most he got away was a few hours a week, some time to hang out with Harry and some time to let off steam with me. And again, the sex was good. I asked him for one more go on the train, because I thought that you two would be making your relationship official the moment we arrived here at school, and I would have to look elsewhere for my fun. I’m sorry if I hurt your feelings by not telling you, and by sleeping with someone you like, but…. I mean we got along fine, but we’ve never really been close friends.”
  Hermione huffed. “I guess…I just hoped that since I loved him, and thought he loved me that we would just…wait.”
  Lavender clucked sympathetically. “Okay, I can understand that notion. After all you two have had this tension bubbling for years. It’s natural that you were hoping to have a big romantic first time. And I didn’t mean to get in the way of that. These things just happen.”
  Hermione stood. “I understand how this happened for you Lavender. I don’t like it, but I understand it, I think. I’ve never been in that situation, so I’m making a hypothesis. But I still don’t understand Ron. You and I can room together, because you’re right, you shouldn’t room with Padma, and it’s the right thing to do. We can figure out how to co-exist later. I’m going to shower and go to bed. Thank you for telling me all of this.”
  Lavender hopped off the bed and pulled Hermione into a tight hug. “Thank you. After you have your talk with Ron, we can chat if you like. I make a great cup of tea.” She beamed at Hermione and rushed off to grab her things and let Hannah know that they were switching.
  Hermione headed for the showers, needing time to process everything she had just heard.
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