"I wouldn't say he was much of a partygoer," Lavender said with a fond smile. "But I think he doesn't mind it sometimes. I love seeing different sides to him."
Lavender shook her head, her eyes closed. "Never say that they've done their worst. They'll try to outdo themselves."
She sighed deeply; it made her chest ache. "I'm just so tired. And I feel a bit sick. If you let me, I'm just going to keep on complaining. This place brings out my bad side." As did being ill.