Chapter 1 : Reasons
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"I heard you and Ron had a snog fest in the Room of Requirement yesterday."
"How do you know about that?" Hermione said, turning slightly pink in the face.
"Well, Harry told Ginny, who told Lee, who told Angelina, who told Katie, who told Parvati, who told everybody."
Hermione couldn't help but laugh at Parvati's talkative nature.
"I have to say, it’s about time. Parvati, Dean, Seamus, and I have been betting on when it'll happen since third year. Seamus won by the way."
"Wait, what? If you knew this was going to happen, why'd you go out with him last year?" Hermione asked, now thoroughly confused. “Why would you go out with a guy who you thought like someone else?”
"Oh I’m sorry Hermione; I promised Ron I wouldn’t tell anyone. I haven’t even told Parvati about what really happened last year."
Intrigued, Hermione pestered Lavender until she was finally so annoyed that she agreed to tell Hermione everything.
"You won’t leave Ron, will you?"
"What? What type of question is that? Is it really that bad?"
"Well, no, but just promise you won’t do anything to hurt him?"
"Okay Lavender, out with it already!"
"Well, last year, you know how Ron and I sort of went out?"
Hermione rolled her eyes, exasperated.” Yes Lavender, I know you and Ron went out last year! It was pretty obvious anyways."
Ignoring this last comment, Lavender continued. "Well, do you really promise you won’t get mad?"
"All right, all right! Just making sure! Well, last year, the whole me-and-Ron thing was sort of...a setup"
"What?! You and Ron? That is a pile of bull! You two snogged constantly, how could that have been a setup? Do you think I’m stupid, trying to pull off that lie? Honestly Lav, I cannot believe you."
"Come on Hermione, you have to believe me! Do you really think I’m a call girl or something? I wouldn’t do that with a guy I was going out with! I’m not a WHORE!!"
Hermione contemplated this, and tried to be unbiased. After all, Lavender and Parvati had really been her first friends at Hogwarts, not Ron and Harry. It had been Lavender and Parvati who had befriended her and taught her some things about the magical world that you couldn’t read in the textbooks, and Hermione had been grateful.
"Well then, I guess you're telling the truth...but why'd you do it?"
"Hermione, how can you be so THICK?? Ron’s been pining after you since forever! He wanted to make you jealous!"
"Well why couldn’t he pick a girl that wasn’t my friend, like Romilda Vane or something?"
"Ron and Harry don’t really know how close you and me and Parvati actually are...I mean, they’re not in the dormitory with us, listening to all our late-night discussions or stuff like that. They assumed that hated us."
"Yeah, I guess you are right about that..."
"So... back to the story. Apparently, Ginny told Ron about you snogging Krum in fourth year, so of course he's going around like a fool asking everybody their opinion, if it really happened. He got the same answer everywhere; everybody knew-or at least thought-that you snogged Krum, which I knew was completely true. He asked Parvati, and, well, she couldn’t lie to him, so she said that you had. We, of course, knew that you had, we were the ones you told first, but he didn’t know that... so anyway, Seamus, being the big prat he is, gave Ron the wretched idea of trying to make YOU jealous. Ron came to me and asked for my help, and he looked so pathetic, and I just couldn’t say no to him. To him, I had always been your enemy, and he thought I would make you the most jealous. I said yes. I figured it was better for me, your friend, to snog Ron than it was for someone like Pansy or something. I did it to protect you, though at the time, it looked very different...so we decided that every time you walked into a room, we would pretend like we had been snogging for hours, but then people would wonder why we were never together and stuff like that, so we had to go all out in acting like we really were going out, so everybody else would believe it, too. "
"But at the opening quidditch match last year, when we won, you and Ron walked into that empty classroom looking like you were...going to do something. What about that, Lavender?"
"Well, we saw you go in there crying, and then Harry went in to console you, so we pretended to go in there to snog. We weren’t actually going to do it; it was just to make you jealous. I saw how much the whole act was hurting you, and it made me so sad about what I was doing with Ron, even if I was just helping him out. That’s when I started calling him 'Won-Won', do you remember that? Oh that was too much fun, I’m too bloody brilliant. And he endured it Hermione, just for you, even though you didn’t know it then. And then there was Christmas, and we had to pretend like Ron was starting to hate me, so I sent him that women's necklace. It was too funny..."
"What necklace?" Hermione said, speaking after a very long time.
"He didn’t show it to you? Probably for the better...anyways, for Christmas, I sent him a women's necklace I found in Hogsmeade and it said, get this, it said 'my sweetheart'!"
Hermione tried to conceal her laughter, but she couldn’t help laughing at Lavender’s way of getting back at Ron for hurting her. "I can’t believe you gave him a woman's necklace!"
"Neither could he! He sent me a letter asking me what the 'bloody hell was wrong with me'. “