"Everybody lies," Michael deadpanned, startling himself with the quickness of his reply. Did he really have such a bad opinion of people? With a sinking feeling the Ravenclaw realised that this was the case. The more time he spent cooped up in this joke of a school, the more his illusions and his idealism shattered.
He raised his gaze to meet Lavender's then abruptly smiled when she suspected yet another ill-chosen infatuation of his.
"No, I'm on a girl diet. You know how I always manage to pick the wrong ones and getting my heart broken is the last thing I need now." Michael sighed and closed his fingers around Lavender's. "I think I need a friend and..." He paused, pressed his lips together in desperation and shook his head. Now that he was so close to spilling it all out the right words jut wouldn't come.
"I...I think I know who my father is. And I'm afraid it's catching."