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michael corner is reluctantly growing up (mlcorner) wrote in pandorarpg,
@ 2012-01-30 17:30:00

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!status: complete, ^date: november 14 2003, character: agatha bole, character: fenrir greyback, character: lavender brown, character: michael corner

Characters: Lavender Brown, the Brown family, Michael Corner; later Agatha Bole & Fenrir Greyback
Setting: Lavender's home, Eastbourne, 14 November 2003, 12:14pm
Rating: PG-13 for language and imagery
Summary: Checking on Lavender after the news, being surprised by Greyback.

Michael had had a pretty shitty morning overall. With Greyback breaking out which he knew would set Lavender on edge (and was obviously not good for any of them - not just Lavender), he wanted to do his best to make sure she was at least not losing her mind about all of this. She probably didn't feel safe at all and even if her flat was back in order, was she going to move back into it? He had no idea, but he had a feeling it probably was a no.

But besides that, he had the potions mucking people's minds up. Apparently instead of helping it was making the nightmares even worse for them which was both mind boggling and ridiculous at the same time. But most of all, it meant that Michael had fucked up royally and ruined things for his friends. He should have anticipated something like this happening, having the knowledge of potions that he did, but he was so keen on helping these people that he overlooked some of the most important things he should have done.

So he wasn't in the best of moods when he apparated to Eastbourne, but he had to try his best to comfort Lavender right now. He walked out of the wood behind their house and to the front door, knocking firmly on the front door and doing his best to put a smile on his face for Lavender and her family that he might be talking to on the way. Her needs were a bit more than his at the moment and he wanted to make sure he kept her from taking anymore of the potion while he was there anyhow.

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lavishly
2012-02-05 11:40 pm UTC (link)

None of them deserved this, but there still something exceptionally worse about a child being affected by what was happening. "I'm sorry," she said, not sure what else she could say, so she just tugged his hand and picked up the pace a little. Lavender didn't know how far this disaster with Pandora reached or how much more would be taken from them before it was all over? The woman created ripples, bad ones, no doubt she had something to do with Greyback escaping. And all those ripples seemed to resonate clearly that a lot of good people were going to die and she was more and more likely to be among them.

Finally they reached the beach, their final destination, and she let Bailey off his lead to run around as he wanted. Lavender then plopped down on the sand, staring out at the ocean. Hadn't they all been through enough? With everything in their childhood, surely that was enough for a lifetime. "It's just not fair. I mean how, after everything, is this what we get?"

It wasn't like after the final battle she expected the castle, the prince and the fairytale ending, but she didn't think it would be like this. To think that once she had actually thought it could get better. Now she knew, it didn't ever get better. It was just the same stuff all over again, and maybe a little worse. "And I just feel so entirely useless."

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mlcorner
2012-02-08 01:38 am UTC (link)

Michael let Baby Girl off of her lead too so she could run with Bailey in the sand. He didn't come to the beach often so he sat behind Lavender, legs on either side of her and rested his chin on her shoulder, staring out over the water, watching the waves break. He heard the dogs barking at one another but he was more interested in watching the water at that moment; it was sort of mesmerising. "We've always been tested, I guess it's just another test to see how we cope? I don't rightly know. I thought it was over back in school, but I guess something else will always come along, won't it?"

Michael shook his head, not sure why she was saying that because Lavender had done loads for the lot of them so why would she think she was useless now? Not to mention she had done loads for him, even if she did drive him a bit crazy sometimes. "You're not useless, Lav. You have done quite a lot for the DA and we wouldn't be nearly where we are without your help."

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lavishly
2012-02-08 02:18 am UTC (link)

Lavender had always liked the ocean. It was a place she go to unwind a little and just let all of the noise go. Aside from the dogs who might come as company, she had never really taken anyone before, although she didn't mind Michael's presence. It was quite the opposite really. So, she leaned back against him, just reveling in being there. It was a constant, he was a constant and she needed that.

She wanted to tell him that she was sick of being tested, or that maybe she just wanted to live. The only problem with that was she wasn't sure how to do that anymore. The best she knew how to do was survive and it was starting to feel like not enough. Lavender wanted something more and that was a dangerous thing, because it put her in a place where she stood to lose more than she had before.

"I feel useless, I feel like I'm trying, but no one is listening and now," she paused just a moment, "Greyback is out and some auror gave me an SOS pack of bubblegum and told me not to do anything foolish. People are being killed, not just being tortured or locked away and God..." It was then that she really started to understand what he had been telling her, about how he felt for this whole thing. It was also the shift away from scared girl and victim to something more. "I need to be able to do something."

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mlcorner
2012-02-09 04:01 pm UTC (link)

If it weren't for the subject matter, he could consider this another one of those 'normal' couple situations. How very quaint for them, really, to sit on the beach in such a manner staring out into the ocean and discuss the most depressing subjects possible. If you knew Michael and Lavender, it would probably make sense though. At least these days.

Michael settled an arm around her waist when she said that and tried to look sideways at her. "I'm still listening, Lavender. I'll always listen." He considered what she said, about Greyback and the bubblegum and doing something and tried to approach this as carefully as possible. "What do you want to do, exactly?" He wasn't sure if she was getting more hopeful and wanting to take action or if she was thinking of doing something rather reckless and stupid.

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lavishly
2012-02-09 11:53 pm UTC (link)

Lavender would have found the whole situation sort of fitting and quite Romantic - as in the great literary movements. Her sister had always described the Romantics as fools standing on a beach whining. Only she wasn't really whining, she trying to figure out how to become more than a victim. She was scared, but she had been scared before, and her life was on the line, but she still had some sort of power. It wasn't over yet.

She knew he listened, that he had been an ally and maybe she took that a given sometimes. Rather than comment on it, because what was there to say, she just laced their fingers together.

"I don't know, I'm still trying to figure that part out, but I have an auror one apparation away because she thinks that he's going to come back and finish the job, but what about all of us with marks? And far as I know they haven't gotten anything, when it's the same for them." Oddly enough the fact she was likely to be attacked or killed by two different things didn't really bother her as much as she thought it would. If anything she was bothered by the 'advantage' she seemed to have with access to help if she needed it. "And that just doesn't seem right."

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mlcorner
2012-02-10 02:45 pm UTC (link)

Michael could understand where she was coming from but at the same time, he wanted to be selfish in this situation. If Lavender had a way out that others did not, he wanted her to take it. He rubbed his hand up and down her arm slowly. "It might not seem fair, but your situation is a little different, Lav. And there are so many people who have memories - there's no way they can protect them all. It's not feasible. But if they can at least save one more that they know for certain might be in immediate danger..."

He knew that it wasn't exactly what she wanted to hear, but he couldn't help but say it. It was how he felt. And he didn't want her to die needlessly. "Just promise me that you'll use it, Lavender. Please. I know it's not fair to everyone else, but quite honestly I don't care right now; I don't want to lose you." It was about as close as he came to saying he loved her, though he had said countless times that he cared about her and that he would die for her. There was a tone that he hoped conveyed that this was his saying it and she needed to listen for once. Michael buried his nose into the crook of her neck and breathed in deeply.

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lavishly
2012-02-10 05:58 pm UTC (link)

"I'll use it." Of course she would use it. It might have bothered her that she was getting special treatment because she was wanted dead twice, she hated more the thought that Fenrir Greyback was out on the loose, able to hurt more people. He was a monster who ha terrified more than enough people already. Anything she could do to stop that - well, she would do it if she could.

Except the tone between them shifted again. Not that what they had been talking about before was particularly upbeat, but it was different now. This wasn't just about everything that was coming for them. It was also about this fragile thing between them.

"Hey," she said, shifting a little so she could look at him. Lavender wanted to promise him that wasn't going anywhere and respond to all of those things he wasn't quite saying. And she heard them. Lavender might talk a lot, but she did know when it was important to listen. However, rather than give sound to any of those things she pulled his lips into a series of gentle kisses.

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