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michael corner is reluctantly growing up (mlcorner) wrote in pandorarpg,

"No," Michael replied. He shook his head fervently, then pulled back from her so that he could look her in the face with a fiery intensity in his eyes. He held both sides of her face so that she would look at him, so that she couldn't escape his gaze. "No!" he said again, more loudly this time, his face beginning to turn red with frustration. He'd never felt this worried and unhinged before at the same time but that didn't matter at the moment.

"Lavender, I don't give a bloody shite about your sodding feeling! I don't care if you are marked, I don't care if you are having nightmares! I am not going to let you die. How dare you give up like this! I thought you were a Gryffindor, I thought you faced this shite head on!"

Michael leaned forward, pressing his forehead against hers, staring her down closely, still holding her face in his hands. "Listen to me. I am not going to leave you alone, you understand? I am here for you whether you want it or not. We're going to figure this thing out and we're going to stop it before something happens to you, love, and you're going to stop living your life like you're already dead, you hear me?"