Who: Hermione and Lavender
What: Coffee and supper
When: Monday evening
Where: The Three Broomsticks
Rating: Low, maybe some language
Status: In Progress


Honestly, Lavender had missed Hermione... once she'd realized the bushy-haired girl had been quiet for a while. She hadn't even noticed until Hermione's familiar handwriting had appeared in the journals that she had gone to muggle uni (something that Lavender couldn't really understand), or that she had backpacked to... where ever it was she had gone. Lavender's mind was on too many other things recently, and, maybe everyone else was right. She was a little too wrapped up in herself. Not that she was going to admit that out loud.

Lavender had agreed to meet Hermione for some coffee and supper, and after getting dressed in a pair of skinny jeans and a loose fitting t-shirt that smelled a little like Bill, she floo'd from her parents house to their meeting place. She'd been staying with her parents, despite the fact that they were so uncomfortable with her there. She'd done very little but argue with her mother these past few weeks, but she wasn't ready to admit defeat and find a new flat. Lavender had to wait and see if Bill got his memory back, so she could apologize profusely to him, try to change her annoying habits of starting fights and putting her nose into everyone else's business and try to move back into Shell Cottage. That was what she wanted. If he would take her back.

While waiting for Hermione to show, Lavender ordered herself a cup of coffee, holding off on ordering any food until her friend showed up. She was ignoring the looks from the people occupying the Three Broomsticks, rather used to the behavior now.