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

Michael was drifting in and out of sleep most of the night as Lavender tossed and turned beside him. He tried his best to hold her, comfort her, brush her hair through his fingers, rub her back or her arm when he felt her stir or heard her wimper, but nothing really seemed to make a difference. It felt like hell for him; he was helpless and he had no control over anything. He couldn't get her to stop having these nightmares no matter what he did and he hated the fact that he was so useless lying there.

He had just fallen into a deeper sleep when he felt the bed move and a limb dig deep into his ribs, followed by Lavender screaming. His wand was in his hand immediately so that he could cast Lumos and see what was happening, but he could see nothing physically ailing her besides the fact that she was shaking almost uncontrollably. Michael was on her in seconds, wand forgotten; he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her head to his chest so that he could rest his chin on top of it. "Shhh, love, it's over now," he said, rocking her back and forth like he used to do to James when he would come to his room after a nightmare. He smoothed out her hair with one hand and kept the other around her waist.