With the lights and heating back, even if they were a little shaky and unreliable, Lavender felt a bit better about sitting in a cage by herself. She kept herself occupied with reading entries on her network device and trying out other small pieces of magic. They worked the majority of the time, but when she tried to produce a patronus out of utter boredom, only a pathetic wisp of silver smoke came out. Not that she'd ever been the best at that, but usually she could do better. Must be Marrowood making her magic funny again.
Upon Emma's return, Lavender grinned and accepted the blanket. Immediately she began stripping off her clothes. She was serious about not having another set and she wasn't really into the ripped jeans grunge look, no matter how popular it had been with some of the people at Hogwarts.
Left in her bra and knickers, she put the blanket around herself before taking those off as well. Some of the scarring on her shoulder was visible, but Emma already knew she was about to turn into a werewolf. Lavender figured it wouldn't be that shocking. "Uh, right, well... thank you. I'll just be here. See you tomorrow."