Who: Lavender and OTA Where: Her room at the Hyperion When: After the 11 o'clock news What: Researching to see if the Lazarus Pits really are real, and not some trick Status: Incomplete Rating: TBA
Lavender hadn't studied like this in her entire life. Not even at Hogwarts. Books were all over the floor, and on her bed. Pages were open and bright coloured sticky notes stuck out of most of them. Her laptop was also open and she was browsing through several websites.
She wanted to believe those pits were real, more than anything she did. But a nagging voice in the back of her head told her it was too good to be true. And the nagging voice continued it's awful nagging by saying that she might end up worse if she went in. And Lavender knew if that happened she would most likely die, die of heartbreak, horror, or of throwing herself off the Hyperion roof. This time she highly doubted coming back.
She almost wished she was at the Weir, Hermione could probably make more sense out of this stuff then she could. Sighing Lavender fell back onto her bed, only to sit straight up a second later, the books weren't the most comfortable things to lie on.
She rubbed her temples and slipped onto a tiny clear spot of floor and continued to read. Or tried too, old English wasn't exactly her forte.