"Shut up, all of you." She snaps. In all honesty, what they’re picturing isn’t far from the truth. It had been nice—more than nice, sometimes—but it had felt like she was missing something. She’d heard Lavender and Pansy gossiping about sex, talking about the butterflies and fireworks. She’d figured they were overexaggerating because it didn’t feel like that with Ron. To be honest, it was usually over just after it began. But now she’s beginning to think she got the short end of the straw.