Lavender was willing enough to use anger to cover or compliment her tears. It was even better that way for her too. Anger was just easier to channel into something slightly more productive than just entirely recoiling in on herself and letting go. "I don't know! It's something Professor Trelawney said yesterday, about how we're being punished and that we are marked for something because this Pandora sees us for what we are." She still wasn't sure exactly what it meant and Seamus was probably not the person to tell, but it had came up so there it was.
She sighed, meeting his gaze through the tears still in her eyes. Lavender had gotten herself so worked up that she wasn't sure what she was supposed to explain to Seamus and make "What, Seamus, what do you want me to explain to you?"