lavender is sure that living is worse (lavishly) wrote in pandorarpg, @ 2012-02-01 19:13:00 |
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Entry tags: | !status: complete, ^date: november 14 2003, character: agatha bole, character: lavender brown |
Characters: Lavender Brown & Agatha Bole
Setting: Brown home, Friday morning, between ten and eleven
Rating: PGish
Summary: Agatha was assigned Fenrir's case and Lavender happens to be one of the few survivors out there.
The owl from Dean had woken her from her not at all restful morning nap. There was nothing refreshing about crying yourself to sleep and the world didn't feel any better when she woke up, but at least she was home. And home was just about the safest place she had left now, which really wasn't safe at all because she couldn't help but feel that her being here put other people at risk because she wasn't safe. She padded back out in the living room, collapsing onto the sofa opting for a change of scenery and really just needing to prepare herself for Matthew and Jessica's arrival. If she wasn't strong for anything else, she could be strong for them, she could give them whatever she could just as she did with anyone else she thought needed it. There was a knock at the door and Lavender jumped, instinctively reaching for her wand. They might not have been a house hold that used magic often, but the instinct would always be there, especially because what she knew was out there, coming after her. But then she remembered. "Mum," she called out, "I thought you were going to pick up Matthew and Jessica?" The last thing she needed right now was a Libby encounter, especially when she wasn't ready for it. "No," she said ducking her head down the hall to not have to yelling so loudly, "Libby is dropping them off, that's probably her now." Groaning, Lavender heaved herself off the sofa and over to the front door wondering exactly how her wonderful big sister was going to make this worse. Although Eliza had surprised her earlier this week, so maybe Libby would as well. Lavender opened the door, not bothering to look through the peep hole because seeing Libby wouldn't things any. "I'm so gla-" she stopped mid sentence when she saw that it was decidedly not her sister. "Hello, may I help you with something?" She said carefully. |