InsaneJournal

Lavender wasn't sure when she fell asleep, or even when the more vidid images started to drift into her already exhausted mind. There had just been so much going on and it made sense that her mind would try to deal with in dreams. She would have liked to believe that having Michael there helped. Although it was difficult to measure if her restlessness could be worse. Lavender had thrashed and moved around, half waking up with her heart racing, only to curl into Michael like if she could burrow deep enough he could make them go away.

The worst one came not long after three am. It started typically enough. Lavender was barefoot running through the Forbidden Forest with Greyback closing in on her at every step. No matter how fast she pushed herself, she could never go fast enough. She stumbled over a knot of roots, tumbling down into a small drop in the woods, her body covered in cuts and scrapes and her arm stuck under a rock that was too heavy to move.

She struggled against it, tears welling in her eyes, but not letting herself cry because she had to escape. Just as she broke free, Greyback came leaping down on her - all teeth and claws. He bit hard into her shoulder, taking a piece of her flesh with him and she screamed out.

This was usually the part where someone came to save her and then she attacked them once Greyback was gone. Tonight the role of savior was played by Bianca Dunstan, only it wasn't really Bianca because her hair was too vibrant of a red. Without a wand, she blasted Greyback away.

"Oh my dear child, you have found yourself in quite the state. Let me help you."

Her breathing had barely returned to normal, let alone respond to the question before a swarm of Cornish Pixies descended upon her. In the distance she could hear that laughter ringing her ears. The pixies were relentless. They bit and tore at her at her skin revealing patches of fur where muscle and bone should be. They didn't stop until the girl was no longer leaving a werewolf in her place.

"Yes, now, that is much better. Now, you are what you were meant to be and you will help me become what I am destined to be."

The woods disappeared as the whole dreamscape shifted around her until it focused on her flat. She stood by the bedroom door, watching two people sleep in her bed. One she knew as Michael and the other she couldn't name. Her dream self shifted on her haunches and pounced on the bed. Her sharp, nasty teeth bared, she ripped back the covers slicing frantically into Michael.

The Michael in her dream started to struggle, trying to escape. A low growl rumbled in her throat as he nearly knocked her off the bed, but she paused as if having a second thought. She didn't want to hurt Michael.

Then the blonde woman beside Michael reached over to help hold the man down, a pleased smile slipping across her face. "Well, if you're not going to do it, then I guess I will. I mean it would be a shame to let such a treat go to waste." Her fingers shifted into claws as she ripped Michael's heart from his chest.

The woman - herself, she saw it now, titled back her head her jaw sort of unhinging presumably so that she could eat the heart.

Lavender shot up in the bed, screaming "NO!" The sudden movement meant her limbs were everywhere and more violently than before not that she had the sense to worry about hurting Michael just then. Her whole body was shaking. It was just too real.