Figured You Out

Figured You Out

Ron was sick of Hermione.  The frigid bitch had to know how he felt about her, she was so damn smart. Still, nothing.  He was so sick of being the supportive friend through all her fits and starts. He had tried to be supportive about that whole Viktor Krum thing... really!

Maybe it was the moody persona, but finally he'd attracted a real girl. Lavender Brown, completely devoted to him and ready and willing to go for the more... physical side of things.

I like your pants around your feet

He dropped Lavender's knickers to the floor, flicking her skirts up to perch on her perfectly rounded arse.  Groaning with need he peppered her neck with kisses as he freed his erection, trailing the weeping tip along the crack as he reached down to test her slit with his long fingers.  Gods she was already soaked and ready for him.  Hissing in relief he sheathed himself inside her, pumping up and down.  She made the sexiest little moans as she bucked against him, grinding away until he came.  Trying to be considerate he reached around to diddle her clit until she reached her own climax.  When they finished Lavender turned around, flinging her arms around Ron's neck.

I like the dirt that's on your knees

They ducked around the corner and raced up two flights of stairs. Breathless and needy Lavender dropped to her knees, freeing Ron from the confinement of his pants. With rather refined skill she began to lick and suck at his cock, causing him to groan aloud.  With a wicked grin she took him all the way into her mouth, relaxing her throat so as not to gag on him as she bobbed along his length. When he came she swallowed his whole load, licking the drips off his sensitive member before tucking him back into his pants. He kissed her then, nibbling at her lips and dueling with her tongue.

And I like the way you still say please

While you're looking up at me

You're like my favourite damn disease

His LavLav was so willing, so eager, so adventurous. How could he have ever thought she was like Hermione. Sure they both had that fantastic thick hair, but would Hermione have ever trailed it down his exposed chest as she licked and kissed her way to his throbbing cock?

And I love the places that we go

And I love the people that you know

Lavender was popular, and constantly dragging Ron to one party or the other.  She always wanted to dance, but was perfectly content to cut a rug with someone else as he watched. She knew he wasn't a big dancer, and unlike some girls she never nagged him to get out there.

And I love the way you can't say no

Too many long lines in a row

I love the powder on your nose

Most of Lavender's friends were males, and there were always lots of volunteers to walk her to the dorm, to carry her books, to dance with her at parties. Maybe it was the way she did her makeup, or the bows in her hair. Ron was just proud to have such a desirable lass on his arm.

Ooooh

And now I know who you are

It wasn't that hard

Just to figure you out

And now I know who you are

It wasn't that hard

Just to figure you out

Seamus said that Lav was a little fast, and looking around Ron could definitely see that, but so what? They jumped into the physical side faster this way, and she loved him, she'd never cheat on him.

I like the freckles on your chest

And I like the way you like me best

And I like the way you're not impressed,

While you put me to the test

I like the wine stains on your dress

Another party and they were all drinking, Lav had had so much she spilled on herself, but she wasn't one of those wretched girls who fussed and such. She just let it be and had fun. And she'd come back to snog Ron after every dance with someone else.

And I love the way you pass the check

And I love the good times that you wreck

And I love your lack of self respect

While you're passed out on the deck

I love my hands around your neck

Ron was furious. He'd caught LavLav making googoo eyes at yet another one of the lads she used to go with. And he wasn't rich, so the fact that she never helped pay for anything was stretching his already thin resources. She was a damn tramp, a soul and life sucking tramp.

And now I know who you are

It wasn't that hard

Just to figure you out

And now I know who you are

It wasn't that hard

Just to figure you out

A/N: Lyrics to the song Figured You Out by Nickelback are not mine, but they are wonderful