Backstory: You're hot then you're cold. You're yes then you're no. Date: May 30, 1997 - BACK DATED Characters: Lavender Brown & Ronald Weasley Location: Hogwarts, Gryffindor Tower Dorms Public/Private: Private Summary: Ron and Lavender's break up: A frustrated Lavender (who's still a virgin at this point, lol) sneaks into Ron's dorm room for one last ditch attempt to get him to 'give it up' to her. Status: Complete
Lavender quietly tip toed down the cold stone steps in her bare feet with only the glow from the tip of her wand lighting the way. She had on a long white night gown and a light flannel robe draped over with her hair braided off to the side. She hadn't planned this night out very well, actually she hadn't planned it out at all. It was just something she felt like she had to do tonight, not being able to sleep. All she could do was think about sex and Ron. Ron and sex. And why Ron wouldn't have sex with her. They had been together long enough now. They had done everything but actually have intercourse, so what was the big deal? She was more then ready and didn't want to be a virgin any longer. Every time they got close to, something would happen and he'd get distracted or find some excuse to stop. She couldn't take much more of it. What was it going to take to get her boyfriend to shag her? She honestly didn't know of any other girls with this problem. It was usually the other way around, wasn't it?
She listened to other girls talking about sex and how much closer they felt to their boyfriends after they did. She knew that's what her and Ron were missing. It had to be. Things were so hot and heavy with them at first, but it had dulled now and if things didn't change soon, then she didn't know would happen with them? There might not be a Won-Won or Lav-Lav anymore. She shook her head, not even wanting to think about it. It was sex that they needed, and that's what she was going to get tonight. He wanted it, she knew he did. He liked everything else she did to him.
Once she reached Ron's room, she managed to slip inside without making the door squeak and put out the light on her wand. She paused to glance around the room to make sure all his room mates were fast asleep before heading over to Ron's bed. She slipped her hand inside the pocket of her robe and pulled out a condom, tucking it in her hand then pulling off her robe, tossing it to the ground. Very carefully she climbed underneath Ron's covers beside his warm sleeping body. His back was to her so she slipped her arm around his waist and gently kissed his neck.