InsaneJournal

Unfortunately wanting something to not be true, didn't make it true. She knew that, she just wasn't ready to accept that as a possibility. Rather than go back to her flat, she left the bakery and headed over to The Leaky Cauldron wanting to see if when Michael was scheduled to work and if he had been in the past few days. Someone had to have seen him.

Even in her irrationality that this wasn't happen, she could be rational.

At the Leaky, Tom told her that Michael hadn't shown up to his last couple of shifts. And that after being late on Sunday, he had owled Seamus to see if he knew anything, but Seamus didn't know anything. Lavender almost lost it at that point - she and Seamus weren't on good terms as it was and she got that he was dealing with stuff too, but this was different and also bad. Very Bad. Instead she thanked Tom and headed over to Michael's flat needing to hold onto that fraying strand of hope he was there.

However his flat didn't have any sign that Michael had been there recently. And by that point she really wanted to freak out or do something stupid because it meant it was true. Except that would mean breaking a promise she made to Michael, which she didn't think was fair because this was his life on the line, because of her!

Fenrir Greyback had Michael. He might not even...Oh God, she was not going to think that. He was alive, he was whole. Greyback wouldn't just kill him - not if drawing out the process would hurt her more. He was a monster. He was a monster and Lavender had basically handed Michael right over to him.

Lavender was spiraling. She knew she was spiraling. The problem was that right now Michael was also the person she went to when it got like this. All she had wanted was a next to normal afternoon with apple strudel and a boy, and now she had this.

Pulling at the seams a little, she apparated to the Ministry. Stupid promises. Lavender was directed to the DMLE reception area where she probably should have sat and patiently waited until the receptionist dealt with the people in front of her, but she wasn't feeling overly patient. Instead she just went to the desk, ignoring the look she received. "I need to speak to someone about the Greyback case. Auror Agatha Bole if she's available. It's actually really important."