Guys would always be guys. Lavender had learned at a young age that most all blokes thought it hot when two girls made out. Thankfully, Parvati was sexy as hell and actually a really fucking good snog. And her best friend, which was always a bonus, just for the fact that it wouldn't be awkward the next morning. They didn't have to be drunk to make out or touch or whatever was going to get them attention. Lavender loved Parvati to death.
But, yes, she totally was a horny wolf. When Parvati sucked on her lip, Lavender growled a little. Her hands found their way to the hem of her friends shirt and fingers sneaked their way up soft skin to her breasts. Parvati's shirt was completely see through, so Bill would be able to perfectly see Lavender's hands fondling the leopard print bra.