Lavender set her book and breakfast down on the table so that she could shake hands and go through the expected pleasantries of meeting, or re-meeting someone. "It is weird, right?" She paused to take a sip of the coffee, grateful for the bitter taste on her tongue.
"I mean, last night, not exactly my normal brand of nightmare." Sure, it was something with teeth eating her, but it had never been Cornish Pixies before. The pixies didn't even really make sense, just so vicious. Absent mindedly she rubbed her right arm where it had been particularly bad. "Not to mention visions and nightmares on a mass scale."
Right now, Lavender Brown just needed someone to talk this through with. It didn't matter if it was someone she knew or not, all that mattered was that they were interested in the topic.