Who: Horace Slughorn, Alecto Carrow, Lavender Brown, Gabrielle Delacour, Fleur Delacour and Sara Moon
What: Lavender and Fleur need some time before Gabrielle gets here. Gabrielle needs to talk to her big sis and Gabrielle decides she needs a Slytherin to play with...
When: Friday, September 10
Where: Fleur's office, to start.
Rating: NC-17

Lavender had been giddy all day. Well, Giddy didn't even begin to describe it, actually. No matter how much pouting she had done, Fleur had stuck to her convictions that they needed to be subtle with their relationship. It was too easy to get caught if Lavender was always in Fleur's office or stayed the night or they shagged in the hallways. Jeez! It was like Fleur thought she couldn't keep her mouth shut!

However, all that was forgotten since she got to go to Fleur's quarters for a little while. She knew she would actually get some more time when Fleur's sister's visit was over. Deciding she wanted to tempt and torture her love a little bit, Lavender donned the sexiest outfit she could manage. It was a white mini-skirt, clingy blouse and purple scarf Fleur had bought in her in Paris. It had barely lasted ten seconds on Lavender's body once they got home so she knew Fleur loved it.

Making her way to Fleur's office, she stopped at the door and knocked lightly. "Professor Delacour? It's Lavender Brown. May I speak with you for a moment?" She was doing her best to sound proper and professional but failed miserably. Her voice was sing song and mischievous. Luckily, there didn't seem to be anyone around. After a few moments, Lavender let herself in and looked around excitedly for her mate once the door was closed and they were truly in private.

Who: Ginny Weasley and Lavender Brown
What: Lavender decides to pay Ginny a Visit
Where: Harpies Pitch
When: Sept 8. 4 years after graduation
Rating: NC-17 to be sure

Lavender was nervous. She really didn't know why though. Things had always been so easy with Ginny; after that first little bit anyways. They'd always had fun and the chemistry had always been amazing. Why should it be any different now?

She tried to think back on the last time she'd seen the sexy redhead. Had it been two years? Three? She wasn't sure. Things had been busy. Lavender had a girlfriend. Then Ginny was rumored to be seeing Harry again. Then Lavender had boyfriend for a very short time. Ick. What had she been thinking?!?!

Though the press loved Ginny, Lavender hadn't seen anything about her love life lately. She hoped that meant that Ginny was single.

Having bought great tickets to the game, she made her way into the stands surrounding the Harpies' pitch. She wore a gray wool skirt with a blouse of lilac colored silk. Her hair was up in a messy bun and she wore light make up. She was thankful it was a warm fall day once she felt the breeze.

Finding her seat, she waved down a vendor and bought a Harpies' pendant with Ginny's number on it. Though seats had cost a pretty penny, she just hoped she was close enough and visible enough for Ginny to spot her.

Settling in, she waited for the game to start. She tried to calm her little bit of nervous excitement by letting her foot tap and bounce.

Who: Bellatrix Black and Lavender Brown
What: Bella needs a new plaything.
When: Tuesday September 15th. 2pm. Trio's 6th year.
Where: Corridors between classes.
Rating: PG for now

Bellatrix Black didn't know what to make of her surroundings and those she now found herself with and nobody knew what to do either. She had been doing experiments with a Time Turner to demonstrate during her NEWTs. It had been going well but then...she was suddenly no longer at Hogwarts in 1970 and was in Hogwarts in 1997.

However, something had gone much differently. Professor Dumbledore remembered her disappearing but not anything that should have happened if the time line had been preserved. People seemed to have strong reactions to her but no memories. Universally, people seemed to be afraid of her.

But why?

It seemed that no one knew. So Bellatrix just planned to use it to get advantage. She was trying to acclimate herself to things but found it hard to get to know people, even in Slytherin. She was just thankful that Dumbledore let her remain Head Girl.

She'd heard things about the Dark Lord. He had come back from the dead and some people believed it and some didn't. Bellatrix had planned to serve him when she let school. He now occupied her thoughts often as she tried to figure out her place in things.

Walking through the halls, people gave her a wide berth. Before her, she saw a blonde girl that had caught her attention over and over again since she had found herself in her new place and time. Confidently., she strode forward. "Miss...Brown, is it?" Bellatrix called to get her attention. "Just what do you think you are doing?"

Who: Lavender Brown and Fleur Delacour
What: Trunk inspection!
When: September 1, 1997. First day of school, trio year 7
Where: Hogwarts Gate
Rating: PG, for now.

Lavender felt her heart lodge in her throat. She hadn't expected Filch to actually be so thorough in searching the possessions. "What's this?" he accused, holding the leather bound book up in Lavender's face, his rancid breath making her wrinkle her nose. The only reason she was safe, for the moment, was that he couldn't read it because it was in French.

"It's a book of poems," Lavender told him for the fourth time. Clearly she wasn't very convincing. She should have known better to not bring it but she couldn't stomach the thought when she packed. She had a plan and she needed to put it in motion at school. It would be the only way!

"Poems? Poems?" Filch scowled. Clearly Lavender's reputation had preceded her. He was about to confiscate the book! Lavender felt a surge of fear.

Then, she saw her savior. "Professor Delacour!" Lavender called to her. "Can you come here for a moment?" She did her best to hide her affection and minimize her smile. It was hard but Lavender mostly succeeded. She just needed to not look down at the ring on her left hand that was invisible to all but a few who knew about their engagement.

"Goodman Filch is trying to confiscate my book. It is just a book of poems I am using to learn French," Lavender explained. "Perhaps you can assure him that is what I said it is?" If Fleur opened it, it would be clear to her that the book was about Veelas.

Swallowing hard, she hoped Fleur wouldn't look at it too closely!

Who: Lavender Brown, Gabrielle Delacour and Fleur Delacour
What: Gabrielle is pissed!
When: March 22nd, 1997. 5pm
Where: Delacour Estate, Tours, France.
Rating: PG, for now.

Gabrielle was just starting to come around on the idea of Lavender Brown being involved with her sister. She had been looking forward to a fun vacation that involved corrupting Lavender's more-innocent friend Parvati. However, she had been floored by what Fleur had just announced…

Her parents had been ecstatic; they seemed as smitten with the ditzy girl as Fleur was and that only made Gabrielle more annoyed.

They'd had dinner and Gabrielle did what was expected of her; she had been polite and laughed and smiled as she buried her feelings deep down. Fleur and Lavender were being amorous and lovey and that didn't help her mood.

Once dinner was over, Gabrielle waited off by Fleur's bedroom. She allowed her sister to see her as Lavender went into the room first. He had hoped that Fleur would come and see her. If not, there would be hell to pay…

Who: Lavender Brown, Fleur Delacour and a cameo by Katie Bell
What: Lavender and Fleur finally get their weekend in Paris!
When: March 20th, 1997. 5pm
Where: Starting on the Hogwarts Express, then London, then wherever Fleur takes her!
Rating: PG, for now.

Lavender was walking on cloud nine the entire week before spring holiday started. It hadn't been easy but she had convinced her parents to let her go to Paris, on her own, with Parvati under the "supervision" of Professor Delacour. That still made her laugh. If her parents only knew…

She had packed, unpacked and repacked her trunk several times over the days leading up to the day they were to leave for break. She had been very careful around Fleur. They had made it this far without getting caught, she didn't want to get her girlfriend caught, and likely sacked, now!

They weren't going to be able to meet up until they were off the train. That didn't mean that Lavender didn't want to look her best when she finally caught up to Fleur. One the train, Lavender had touched up her make up incessantly. Having changed out of her uniform, she wore a pair of perfectly tight Versace jeans, matching top and tan suede coat with white fur trim. Her hair was down and ran over her shoulders.

Making sure her trunk was set aside, she waved to her friends as she left King's Cross station. Parvati was going home with Padma and was getting to Paris on her own. That was all right with Lavender since that meant that she and Fleur had one night genuinely to themselves!

Walking onto the London street, Lavender moved a few blocks to the west. Walking into a chi café, she got an over-priced latte and moved to sit at a table outside and watched the people as they moved by.

She had no idea how long it was going to take Fleur to get there, she did have things to do on the train after all, and she tried not to be too anxious but it was hard! A weekend away with her lover? It was like heaven.

Besides, Lavender had something important to talk to Fleur about and she couldn't wait to tell her.

Who: Lavender Brown and Fleur
What: Lavender can't seem to get anything going!
When: January 21st, Saturday 1997. 6:45pm
Where: Gryffindor Common Room
Rating: NC-17

Lavender sat in front of the fire sulking. She was melodramatically considering walking up the stairs to the Astronomy Tower so she could fling herself from it. What was wrong with her? She'd been trying to find a decent shag for weeks and had failed miserably.

It wasn't that she threw herself at everyone, far from it, but she couldn't believe that the ones she'd selected hadn't panned out…at all!

There was that incident with Heidi. That had been terribly embarrassing and awkward. It made her feel better that Heidi seemed genuinely tempted but Lavender would have felt better actually shagging her!

Then there was Megan and Claire. That would have been so fun! Lavender was terribly disappointed. She even offered to shag Megan alone but it seemed that Megan was arse over tea kettle for…someone else. She'd made excuses but that seemed to be it.

She should have pressed it for. Megan had almost caved more than once. Lavender knew she wouldn't have been able to pressure her though; she just wasn't like that.

Lavender sighed and blew a lock of hair from her eyes. She'd complained to her best friend for hours and hours until Parvati had pretty much tuned her out. There really wasn't anyone else she could talk to.

She was tempted by the idea of Katie Bell; Gryffindor Seeker, really hot in an athletic way and totally dominant from what she had heard. But, Ginny and Katie were involved and Ginny was acting really jealous lately. That wasn't going to work…

Ginny… Blah! She was such a slag, Lavender just couldn't bring herself to shag Ginny Weasley.

Staring at the fire, Lavender crossed her arms and continued to sulk.

Who: Lavender Brown and Heidi Macavoy
What: Lavender has a plan…
When: January 15th, Sunday 1997. 6:45pm
Where: Hufflepuff Locker Room
Rating: pg-13, for now

Lavender hoped that the rumors she head were true; not because she wanted Tracey and Heidi to be miserable but because it would allow her to get one up on Fleur. Her girlfriend found the Hufflepuff Captain so sexy that she mentioned her every time they discussed other women.

It was something they could talk about after the fact that would put them more on equal footing. Lavender couldn't wait to tell her. Besides, it would surely be fun. Lavender had heard Ginny talk about Heidi and how good she was in bed on several occasions…

She had stolen Ron's practice jersey, which was far too big for her, and had donned it after removing all the rest of her clothes once she had snuck into the Hufflepuff Locker Room.

The Hufflepuff practice was over. It had been shorter than she would have thought. Clearly the Hufflepuff Captain was willing to let it be short of their narrow victory over Gryffindor.

That victory was going to help quite a bit with her little game…

Hiding, Lavender planned to wait until only the team's Captain remained behind.

Who: Lavender Brown and Fleur Delacour
What: Lavender has a problem…
When: January 4th. Wednesday, 3:00pm
Where: Fleur's Office
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: None

Lavender had been sure to act up during class. She wanted to be sure that Fleur had an excuse to keep her after. She'd passed a few notes and had generally not been paying attention. Though, she was afraid she did her job a little too well because it seemed like Fleur was actually angry when she asked her after class.

Her fellow students oooh'd as Fleur asked to see her after class. Lavender felt her cheeks burning. Parvati rolled her eyes knowing what Lavender's ploy was all about but she kept her reaction subtle.

If there was one thing that Lavender took seriously it was keeping Fleur and her safe from discovery to protect Fleur. She was hopelessly in love and truly devoted to her.

Gathering her books, Lavender moved to stand in front of Fleur's desk. Shifting from foot to foot, it was harder because her mind had been leading her to naughty places all day and she was in quite a state between that and just being in the same room as Fleur.

Who: Lavender Brown, Fleur Delacour and Gabrielle Delacour
What: Lavender hasn't seen Fleur in two whole weeks!
When: Five minutes after arriving at school.
Where: Fleur's room.
Rating: Surely NC-17

Lavender had been squirming in her seat the second her arse hit the bench on the train. Parvati teased her mercilessly but Lavender was too distracted to really enjoy it or pay much attention. This had been the hardest two weeks of her life.

She had no idea being away from her girlfriend would be so difficult. She'd spent every night in her bed, touching herself while fantasizing about Fleur because that was the only way she could get to sleep.

From the time she got on the train, Lavender had been back and forth to the loo making sure her make up and hair was perfect and her uniform was as tight as she could get away with. She charmed the blouse tighter and the skirt much shorter. Only her cloak and prevented her from getting detention while she was in the Great Hall.

She had lined up with her house but escaped that her first chance when she saw that Fleur was not with the other Professors. Making sure no one was around, she made her way to Fleur's door and whispered the password.

Easing the door open, Lavender peeked inside. "Fleur?" she called softly before slipping inside and shutting the door behind her. She could feel a dull ache between her legs and Lavender was sure she could feel a hint of dampness staining her thighs.

Who: Megan Jones and Hannah Abbott (And a gaggle of girls at the party)
What: Sleepeover!
When: September 20th, beginning of 6th year. Friday night, 11pm.
Where: Megan's dorm room, Hufflepuff tower
Rating: R
Warnings: None
Notes: We brought Hannah and Megan over from a dead game that never really got off the ground. For timing sake, Tracey and Heidi haven't had their "tutoring session" in potions yet though there is tension there.

Megan was pretty pleased with the party, though it hadn't gone exactly as planned. First off, no matter what they had tried, they were totally unable to find a way around the magical staircase to get a few boys in the party. Megan was not pleased by that!

Also, the very small Slytherin contingent, likely only to be her best friend Claire, hadn't arrived at all. The most likely reason was that they had been caught trying to get out of the dungeon.

It looked like Megan was doomed to go without a snog tonight! With a mild look of annoyance, she looked over to where Ginny Weasley and Heidi Macavoy were flirting, none too subtly. What the bloody hell? Weren't they broken up?

She was tempted to start a game that would involve kissing or something fun. The straight girls would be all flustered and she, Ginny and Heidi could have a little fun. It might even lead up to something more fun? A girl could hope…

Picking up her punch glass, Megan took a big sip. The punch had been spiked so the sleepover participants were all well buzzed by now. Wandering about in her thin, cotton pjs, she had made sure to use a heating charm so the girls didn't freeze to death in their pjs.

She heard a soft knock at the door. Happily, she trotted over to see who it was. She opened the door to reveal herself with her hair up in pigtails. Her pjs consisted of a pair of short shorts of light pink and blue flowers. Megan's top was a thin tank top that didn't match at all but was the warm up tank for the Hufflepuff Quidditch team; a trophy from a boy that was a past conquest before he graduated.

Who: Megan Jones and Lavender Brown
What: Megan runs into the girl both she and Claire are crushing on so bad.
Where: The staircase by the Great Hall.
When: Friday night, just after dinner.
Rating: PG
Warnings: None

If there was one thing that Megan loved about Fridays it was being able to go to dinner without having to wear her school uniform. She might have even liked that better than not having to go to class for two days!

Megan's hair hung loose over her shoulders and she had put on some dark eye make up before she came down. She wore a black hooded sweatshirt and pink babydoll Smashing Pumpkins t-shirt, trainers and tight, hip hugger jeans. She could feel the stares of some of the Slytherins at how much she looked like a Muggle, but she didn't care.

She saw Claire staring at her bum in her tight jeans. She gave her best friend a sly smile, but spent dinner with her friends at the Hufflepuff table while Claire stayed with her Slytherin housemates.

Though she had no idea why, Megan had been driven to complete distraction as of late. Maybe it was her escapades with Claire? That was certainly possible. Maybe it was the tension with Hannah? That could be it too. Plus, was she crazy or did all the girls seem to be giving each other looks lately? After all, Megan had put on make up to come to dinner! She hadn’t even done that at her boy-craziest when they were still at Hogwarts!

Finishing dinner, she decided to skip dessert. She had been bad lately! Heading out of the Great Hall, she made her way to the stairs. Distracted by something that sounded really naughty that a group of fourth years said, Megan bumped into someone lightly.

"Oh sorry," she said, turning around. "I thought…" She trailed off as she saw Lavender Brown was the person she'd bumped into. Lavender stood there in all her blonde beauty and Megan smiled a bit awkwardly. "Sorry."

Who: Megan Jones and Lavender Brown
What: Megan runs into the girl both she and Claire are crushing on so bad.
Where: The staircase by the Great Hall.
When: Friday night, just after dinner.
Rating: PG
Warnings: None

If there was one thing that Megan loved about Fridays it was being able to go to dinner without having to wear her school uniform. She might have even liked that better than not having to go to class for two days!

Megan's hair hung loose over her shoulders and she had put on some dark eye make up before she came down. She wore a black hooded sweatshirt and pink babydoll Smashing Pumpkins t-shirt, trainers and tight, hip hugger jeans. She could feel the stares of some of the Slytherins at how much she looked like a Muggle, but she didn't care.

She saw Claire staring at her bum in her tight jeans. She gave her best friend a sly smile, but spent dinner with her friends at the Hufflepuff table while Claire stayed with her Slytherin housemates.

Though she had no idea why, Megan had been driven to complete distraction as of late. Maybe it was her escapades with Claire? That was certainly possible. Maybe it was the tension with Hannah? That could be it too. Plus, was she crazy or did all the girls seem to be giving each other looks lately? After all, Megan had put on make up to come to dinner! She hadn’t even done that at her boy-craziest when they were still at Hogwarts!

Finishing dinner, she decided to skip dessert. She had been bad lately! Heading out of the Great Hall, she made her way to the stairs. Distracted by something that sounded really naughty that a group of fourth years said, Megan bumped into someone lightly.

"Oh sorry," she said, turning around. "I thought…" She trailed off as she saw Lavender Brown was the person she'd bumped into. Lavender stood there in all her blonde beauty and Megan smiled a bit awkwardly. "Sorry."

Who: Fleur Delacour and Lavender Brown
What: Fleur never did really get Lavender back for sneaking under her desk...
When: March 22, 9:00.
Where: Fleur's chambers
Rating: NC-17

It had taken Fleur a few days, but she had finally thought up a proper "revenge" on Lavender for her sneaking under her desk and teasing her, a spanking just wasn't satisfactory in her book.

Plus, Gabrielle was now gone and she missed her sister, but knew that what she had with Lavender was different, but equally as good as what she had with her sister and now that Gabrielle was back in France, she was hoping to make up for lost time that was taken when Gabrielle chose to occupy it.

Fleur had caught Lavender after her class had ended and told her to come to her room after dinner and when all the other old professors had gone to bed. Now, Fleur sat waiting for her lover, a short, silk robe, she was very fond of silk robes, was draped over a white, she thought it was an ironic color for the nights activities, chemise with black lace trimming the edges. The French woman sat comfortably on her couch with her familiar glass of wine and knew that Lavender would be there soon.

Who: Lavender Brown and Fleur Delacour
What: Lavender had a naughty idea…
When: March 14th (towards the end of Gabrielle’s visit)
Where: Charms Classroom
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Exhibitionism, sorta

Lavender had been on edge all day. She had been so anxious for the time she could put her plan into action that she had been on the edge of her seat all day and rather randy to boot. She had dressed just as she knew that Fleur would want her to. Lavender wore a blouse from last year, that was now quite tight around the chest, the skirt from her fourth year, now way too short.

The skirt had almost earned her detention from Professor McGonagall but she had managed to lie and say it had been sent from home so Lavender could give it to a girl who was having trouble affording her own. McGonagall bought it and told her to change as soon as she could.

Sneaking into Fleur’s classroom between classes had been the hardest part. She had a free period, as did all sixth years, late in the day. So, getting out of class was not hard. However, it looked odd for her to be in the halls when the first years were changing classes.

Luckily, no one was in Fleur’s class when she slipped in. Hearing a noise, she practically jumped under the desk. She was barely out of sight when the first group of students entered. Drawing her wand, she concentrated hard before casting a Concealing Charm wordlessly.

She grinned. Fleur will be so proud when I tell her. She had to suppress a giggle at the thought. Her heart was pounding as she waited for Fleur to arrive.

Who: Lavender Brown and Fleur Delacour
What: Lavender needs to see Fleur…
When: Sunday March 9, 10pm. (2 hours after meeting Fleur in the halls with Gabby)
Where: Fleur’s office
Rating: NC-17 for sure
Warnings: None

Lavender had been anxious since the moment she left Fleur. It seemed that they didn’t need to hide from Gabrielle their relationship. Fleur had touched her and held her hand in front of people. It had only been Parvati and her sister, but it meant they weren’t totally a secret.

She and Parvati had run back to their room when they left Fleur and Gabrielle. Luckily, Hermione wasn’t in their room so she could gush about Fleur. However, Lavender found it hard to get a work in with Parvati gushing about Gabrielle. It was funny at first, but Lavender was tempted to whump her best friend with a pillow after a while.

It would be after lights out by the time she met Fleur. She would need to leave a little early if she was to get there before the Prefects and Professors started patrolling the halls. She found that her tummy was full of butterflies and her knees were a little weak as she waited to leave. She couldn’t wait to see… Fleur. But, what else was the older French girl? Her lover? Sure. Her girlfriend? Lavender liked the idea, but she wasn’t sure that Fleur would ever think that way…

Parvati and Lavender spent time chatting and gossiping until it was time to go. Hermione arrived just in their room just in time to see Lavender leaving. She looked at Lavender’s outfit with curiosity. “It’s almost lights out,” she told Lavender in her “Prefect voice”.

“I forgot something…in the library. Then I need to get Padma to help me with the assignment. So, I’m going to stay in Ravenclaw tonight,” Lavender told Hermione. Her lie was surprisingly convincing. Techically staying in another house was against the rules without permission, but it was often overlooked when it was friends staying together.

Maybe it was because Hermione had something on her mind, but she shrugged and went to her bed to get ready for bed. Lavender grinned mischievously at Parvati before stepping out the door and into the hall.

Reaching down, she felt a small shape in the pocket of her tight, designer jeans. Smiling, she began to make her way to Fleur’s office. Her library story would hold up for most of the trip, but not all of it. Her heart was hammering hoping no one saw her.

She actually ran into Ron Weasley in the hallway running back to Gryffindor. For some reason, though they talked only briefly, she found that she was blushing and giggling at him. Odd…

The rest of the trip she made unmolested. Arriving at Fleur’s classroom door, she fished an elegant looking skeleton key from her pocket. It had been her first chance to use the classroom key since Fleur had given it to her.

The door clicked open and the room was dark. She quickly stepped inside and drew her wand. “Lumos,” she whispered, the tip of her wand began to glow white. Lavender went up to Fleur’s private office.

Once inside, she began to light the candles. Moving to the mirror, Lavender looked at her outfit to be sure that it was still put together nicely. She wore a flowing blue shirt of a gauze material that was pulled tight over her bosom. Her hair hung down loose over her shoulder and she had curled it very loosely so it was now wavy. On her feet were a pair of light loafers that had been all the rage in Italy over the summer.

Anxiously, she waited for Fleur to arrive.

Who: Fleur Delacour and Lavender Brown
What: Another rendezvous for the two secret lovers.
When: Saturday, an hour before lights out.
Where: Fleur's chambers.
Rating: NC-17


It had been a while since FLeur and Lavender's first tryst in the french woman's office after class. Since then, there had been more trysts and talks and Fleur seemed to think that her and her student have worked into a decent relationship, even if it had it's difficulties due to their statuses in the school.

It was also a few days after they had gone to Hogsmeade, a trip Fleur was suppose to chaperon, but managed to slip away for a while to see Lavender for a short date spent shopping for clothes and...other items. Fleur didn't even remember whose idea it was to go to the sex shop, but she was glad they had. they had each bought a few toys and accessories for them, and now was the day when hopefully they could try some.

Having given Lavender the instructions to the teacher's living area, where the teachers that weren't head of a house stayed, she gave her the password to get in. Unlike the students, each teacher had their own large room and bathroom for themselves. She had told Lavender the best way to get there without being seen, since it was away from prying eyes anyways, and to not worry about teachers, the ones that weren't on duty in the main halls were almost all in bed already (most of them were old and wanted their rest) or still on their offices.

Fleur had nothing to but to wait in her room, which had an elegant, white, queen sized, four-post bed with an end table next to in that had on it a candle, muggle lighter and a half empty pack of french cigarettes, a walk in closet, Fleur had insisted that she needed a room with large closet space for her clothes, a sitting area with two comfy chairs and a sofa next to a bar much like the one in her office, stocked mostly with french wine, firewhiskey and a few muggle liqueurs. In the corner was a bookcase and a small desk that she mostly used for writing home or to her sister.

Lounging on the sofa in a light blue chemise and matching short, silk house robe, Fleur sipped a glass of wine and waited for Lavender to arrive.

Who: Lavender Brown and Fleur Delacour
What: Lavender is sitting in class, nursing her latest crush
When: Late in Lavender’s 6th year
Where: Charms Classroom
Rating: NC-17 eventually, to be sure.
Warnings: None yet.

Lavender had come into class in her usual gaggle of friends. Oblivious to the trials and tribulations of Harry and Dumbledore, she was having a pretty fun year. There were lots of boys to crush on and lots of girls to gossip about. She and Parvati spent many nights up late talking and having a great time. Even though the pressure about the NEWTs was already on, Lavender didn’t let it dampen her fun.

As usual, Lavender was well put together even though it was late in the day. Her hair hung down over her shoulders and her make up was fresh, having just done it in the loo before class. Though she always wanted to look her best, but it was even more so now that she had a new, drop dead gorgeous, Charms teacher.

Sitting at the very front of the room, something Parvati had fought but eventually gave in, Lavender set up her books, parchment and quill even though she wasn’t going to use them. It seemed that she remembered nothing of the class, but it certainly looked like she was paying attention.

Her tie was loosened just a little and her skirt was hemmed just a hair shorter than regulations allowed. Lavender always put her uniform together just right. Even before her new professor showed up in class, she was already wearing a dreamy smile.

“You’re pathetic,” Parvati chuckled next to her.

Lavender turned and grinned. Leaning in, she whispered, “You think that’s pathetic? I’m a little wet already…” She grinned impishly.

Parvati wrinkled her nose. Shaking her head, she turned away and Lavender went back to waiting for Professor Delacour to arrive.

Who: Lavender Brown and Ginny Weasley
What: Lavender owes Ginny a punishment… (Or is that a reward?)
When: Two weeks after the party where Lavender hooked up with Parvati and Padma
Where: Third Floor Girl’s Lavatory (to start)
Rating: NC-17

Lavender had been one to scheme as of late. She really had not idea where she had picked it up, but there was no denying it. Her last endeavor, her last “hurrah” before professing her undying love for Lisa, had not gone as planned. However, it had succeeded and Lavender planned to learn from her mistakes.

That was part of the reason it had taken so long for Lavender to set her plan in motion. She was anxious, almost painfully so, to repay Ginny for the wonderful night she’d had with Padma and Parvati. Though, as well, there was no denying that Lavender ached for Ginny in a way she found inexplicable.

It still amazed her that the girl she used to loathe was the best lover she’d ever had. Of course, others were close and special in there own way, but she and Ginny had a connection that Lavender still couldn’t explain.

During the few weeks she’d seen Ginny and they had talked and flirted as always. But Ginny never even asked about Parvati and Padma. Lavender had to make Parvati swear it was true twice more before she finally went ahead with her plans.

First, she heard of a girl in Ravenclaw who had “special potions”. After seeking out Elanor Branstone she discovered they were very mild in affect but could be fun nonetheless. It had cost her a fair number of galleons, but she secured a small vial.

Next, she had to steal and learn a charm that her roommate Hermione had stumbled across. It seemed there was a charm that could create or amplify arousal. She wasn’t sure which it was even by the time she had learned it. But, even if it was only amplify, Lavender knew that Ginny lived in a near constant state of it, just like she did.

Picking a day that Ginny didn’t have Quidditch practice, Lavender began by slipping the potion into Ginny’s pumpkin juice at breakfast. The potion would, allegedly, make everything pleasant to touch and that things that touched you created a more intense sensation. It wouldn’t last all day, but it would be a good way to start.

Then, she got a note from Madam Pomfrey to miss classes. It had take one of the Weasley’s Puking Pastils to take care of that. Easy.

Third, that morning, Lavender had enchanted a cloak to hide herself. It would hardly be as good as real invisibility cloak, but it would fool a casual observer which was all she needed.

Wearing her uniform in case she as discovered in the halls, Lavender followed Ginny from class to class. Each time, she would cast the arousal charm. It didn’t last long and wasn’t very intense, but she wanted Ginny’s desires to simmer and build all day for when the moment was right.

Knowing that Ginny would go to the third floor after her class, Lavender waited in the girl’s lavatory for her. Hidden under the cloak, she fidgeted excitedly as the minutes ticked by.

She knew that her own state rivaled Ginny’s in anticipation of what was to come; she didn’t need the charm at all. Neither would Ginny if she knew what was about to happen, she thought with a wry smile.

Lavender spotted Ginny as she made her way down the hall in a small group of students. Slowly, she reached out and hoped that no one would see and grabbed Ginny’s wrist. Giving it a gentle tug towards the lavatory, Lavender withdrew her hand quickly to remain hidden and waited to see if Ginny would get the hint and come inside.