Lavender chuckled. “Professor McGonagall almost beat you to it,” she admitted. “The only reason I didn’t get detention was I lied and told her I got sent some old uniforms to give to a younger girl to help her out and I put it on by accident.” In truth, she’d been a little surprised that McGonagall had bought it.
“Ah!” Lavender cried out softly with each bite. It felt so good. Not too hard, but hard enough. Feeling Fleur’s teeth press down on the muscles in her neck, Lavender knees went weak and she had to hold onto Fleur and the desk to keep steady.
“But Ginny?” Lavender was confused. Was it because she was about to come or was it that it really didn’t make any sense? Lavender wrinkled her nose. “Why would being mad at you make her and…G-Ginny?”