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lavender is sure that living is worse (lavishly) wrote in pandorarpg,

Lavender brushed her hair back, revealing the scars on the left side of her face. So many of them had scars from the war, but she carried hers like the burden they were. "Yeah, an Amazon," she said her tone a mix between light hearted and genuinely not believing. Although she would have liked to be strong like an Amazon warrior, but she was just Lavender Brown, the girl who might as well died that night. Leaning back against the banister, she took a deep breath in forcing herself to calm down a little.

"Strange how a place can hold both the best and worst of times." Now that thought actually earned a smile, along with the notion that her life might be some Dickens story. Because that was what Hogwarts was, the years spent here had been honestly the best of her life, up until their final year when it all slipped away. That year she had hung onto the hope that it could get better, that it wouldn't always be like this, and while it wasn't as bad as it was then, she was never able to go back to who she had been before. "And sometimes I wish I..." she paused shaking her head, not sure how to really explain what she was feeling, "I just miss the person I could have been."