Lavender made a face. "No, but what does that have to do with anything?" However, she had moved back into her flat over the weekend, the wards back up, and the place something closer to being secure once more. It meant she wasn't in Eastbourne, she wasn't putting anyone at risk - or at least that was what she thought it meant.
"He has Michael. It's probably only a matter of time before his parts or something start showing up at my door or the cafe." And that thought sent her spiraling again. It was exactly what Professor Trelawney had said - someone close to her was probably going to die and of course it had to be the one person she actually let get close.