A moment later, Lavender found her notebook piled under yesterday's Prophet and a Divination textbook she had been referencing. Maybe she should have been keeping the information safer, but she had pretty decent wards around her flat and sometimes it was best to just hide things in plain sight. It made sense in a sort of round about logic.
"A few of them mention a woman, sometimes with red hair, but I mean, with mine, I don't remember seeing who it was but there was some sort of woman there laughing. What if that's how it all connected?" She was already considering following up with the names she did have and even willingly trying to force herself to relive the nightmare. "But why would anyone give other people bad dreams and with like no real pattern?"