Lavender fell back onto her sofa. She didn't want to be standing anymore. She didn't even really want to be talking about this anymore, but here they where and once she started, she just couldn't stop. It would all just keep coming until it was all out or she completely lost it.
"The three of swords, the lord of sorrows, it's not a card you want and it's certainly not a card you want in any sort of future position and it keeps showing up there." She wrapped her arms over her chest, trying to ground herself. But her voice showed her hurt, lacking it's usual tenor. "It means we're going to suffer, that something is going to be lost, shattered, broken - physically and emotionally."
She swallowed, pressing her eyes closed as she continued. Lavender didn't need to look at the cards to know the story they told. "And the cards placed along side it are always bad. The nine of wands reversed as the root of the problem - unpreparedness, the faltering of the will. It means we're not strong enough to face this and it doesn't matter what we do because it's right there with the good old reversed wheel of fortune, so it's written, and it's bad luck, failure."
So, yes, Michael this was why Lavender Brown thought she was actually going to die this time.