Who: Lavender Brown and Ruby What: Lavender is a new arrival When: May 26, 8:04 pm Where: A park Rating: TBA
Lavender Brown was not in a good mood. She hadn't been in a good mood when she went to St. Mungo's, she was in a worse mood when she left, and now and she stormed down the street she felt even worse. Apparently removing the scars from Fenrir Greyback's attack wasn't possible, at least not with the money Lavender had - you'd think someone who helped save the world would get a discount or something, but no.
She tugged on her sleeves as she walked. Her right arm, and a good portion of her middle were scared from when Greyback attacked her. She hated these scars. For one thing they were scars, and they were ugly - things would be different if she was a boy. Boys were allowed to have scars, scars were sexy on boys. On girls, they were a no, no - a big no, no. Besides they were a constant reminder of the battle, a reminder of friends who had died, a reminder of what she possibly might be.
Pavarti, had told her the scars were what some might call a "badge of courage," Lavender said she didn't believe in badges. She just wanted to be normal, she wanted to go back before the war when life was simple and easy and ...she knew she had been a bit of what some people might call a flake back then, but...
Lavender stopped walking, she was standing on a busy Muggle street, on her way to Diagon Alley. She sighed, an escape would be nice, an escape so she wouldn't have to think of the war, the werewolf stuff, anything. She closed her eyes, trying to calm herself down, the war was over, she should be happy to be alive period - even if she might be a werewolf. She was alive, she was...Lavender opened her eyes and then she widened them, gasping for breath.
She wasn't in the Muggle street anymore, she was in a...park? Instinctively her hand pulled her wand from her bag. This was, she didn't have a word for it...weird?