written for the tgs 'be grateful for your friends' challenge

prompts:

new year list: (quote) "Good things are coming down the road. Just don't stop walking."

friendship list: (quote) "Hurt me with the truth, but don't comfort me with a lie."

school, house: hogwarts, slytherin

wc: 472

points: 10

a/n: sister friendship bc sister friendships have me ahhh

. . .

So maybe Parvati should've seen it coming, because, really. Lavender's a bitch to everyone but her, and it was just a matter of time before she broke anyway.

It doesn't calm the ache in her chest and it doesn't make her feel any better, because it hurts hurts hurts and why didn't she see it coming?

Because Lavender's a bitch, she answers herself, and desperately gropes at her eyeballs — which cannot be good for them, but she doesn't care, she just doesn't care — trying to forget the image smeared into her brain, of Lavender cheating on her with that idiot Ron Weasley and flaunting it.

"You know, it was just a fling, anyway, Parvati," she'd explained. "It had to end some time."

It hadn't been a fling to her. It was a relationship, it was her heart, torn to shreds and spat on and stepped on and broken.

I hate you, thinks Parvati, I hate you, Lavender Brown, I hate you so much and I'm getting revenge, revenge revenge revenge —

. . .

"She was a dimwitted idiot, anyway," Padma tells her, and she strokes Parvati's hair while she sobs into her arms uncontrollably.

"Hurt me with the truth, but don't comfort me with a lie," says Parvati then. "We both know she's smart. Smart enough to string me along and pretend it wasn't a big deal when she cheats and flaunts it in my face and say it was n — nothing…"

"I'm not lying," consoles Padma, with a sincerity. "Lavender was an idiot for letting you go. Dimwitted bitch never saw how amazing you were. And I'm a Ravenclaw, I know idiots." She smiles down at Parvati. "Now come on, you're going to mope about her? She's an idiot for thinking Ron Weasley isn't totally using her to make Granger jealous. She's an idiot for thinking Ron Weasley has anything on you, especially with that rat's nest gingery-red Gryffindor hair, it's so damn ugly!"

"But she was so pretty, and when she smiled, I could almost believe everything was okay and that we're not going to die when You-Know-Who storms in and kills us all…"

"Hey, hey, hey!" Padma lifts up Parvati's downward-facing chin and glares at her fiercely. "Don't you dare ever think that. We are not going to die. We are better than this. You are better than me. Everything's going to be fine. And good things will come down the road, darling." By the end of her rousing speech, Padma's voice has softened from its harsh tones. "Good things are coming down the road," she repeats. "But you just have to keep walking, okay?"

"Okay," sobs Parvati, and buries her head into her sister's chest once more; Padma's stroking her hair and telling her that everything will be alright, and somehow, some way, Parvati can believe it.