All in a Day's Honesty
“You need to tell her, you know,” Lavender said.
“This isn’t your business, Lavender,” Rowan snapped.
“Haven’t you learned by now that I make things that are not my business my business? I’ve been where she is and it’s not fair. She knows something is wrong. You don’t want to want until you get poisoned and she’s by your bed in the infirmary and you say someone else’s name and she feels like utter shite.”
Rowan was giving her this confused look.
“Sorry. My stuff. But you still like Pevensie as a friend, yeah?”
“She’s going to hate me. Yeah, I still like her, but as a friend. She’s great. She’s one of the best people I’ve ever met. I just don’t... I never should have... I mean, she has all this other stuff going on. She’s special. She’s this warrior-champion type who’s going to grow up to be some powerhouse. She’s going to save the world at least once if not more, and I can see that already. I don’t think I have the strength to keep up with that, and I don’t think she has the patience to slow down to let me catch up. I also don’t think she really missed me while I was in Ireland. I suspect she just thinks she did, or that she should.”
“Maybe that’s what you should say.”
“You know, I don’t know if I should be listening to you considering you broke things off with Burris then ran away.”
“I did not run away,” Lavender said in a very defensive tone.
“Call it what you want, say what you want; I think you jumped at the chance to warn me and my mum because you needed to get away. You ran away, Dair.”
“There’s nothing wrong with wanting to get away.”
“I know. I’m thinking about it myself,” Rowan said. “I just don’t know how to tell my mum. I felt... it was nice being in Ireland. It was nice being with people who are like me.”
Lavender smiled. “I know what that’s like.”
“So if you came back with me, I think Mum would be okay with-”
“No,” she said firmly.
“Lavender...”
“I let things go here too long, and I have a lot of people I need to make things right with, Rowan. I would love to help you, but you’re technically an adult. Just explain things rationally to your mum. I have to fix things here. For me, for all the people I hurt when I went away last time.”
He sighed. He’d kind of gotten that feeling about her.
Lavender spotted Pevensie and nudged Rowen then nodded towards the girl.
“Here’s your chance. I’m trusting you to go easy on her, but be honest. She’s going to be angry. Let her be.”
“I don’t think-”
“You’re an adult, Rowan. You can do this.”
He sighed and walked towards Pevensie. Lavender let out a sigh herself and wondered if she should give Malfoy a head’s up. She decided not to in the end because it was not her place to tell him anything - it was Pevensie’s. If she wanted Draco Malfoy to know, then Pevensie would tell him.
Lavender could not believe she was meddling. Yet again. She hadn’t even been back a month and already she was completely immersed in the love lives of others - just like old times. Lavender knew she could never go back to who she was before becoming a wolf, but perhaps she could get back of some of who she had been because she had liked a lot of parts of that Lavender Brown.
Pevensie looked up with a smile when she saw Rowan approach.
“We need to talk,” he said. “I’m sorry I’ve been distant lately but I didn’t know how to do this.”
Her smile faltered slightly because this looked serious.
“This isn’t your business, Lavender,” Rowan snapped.
“Haven’t you learned by now that I make things that are not my business my business? I’ve been where she is and it’s not fair. She knows something is wrong. You don’t want to want until you get poisoned and she’s by your bed in the infirmary and you say someone else’s name and she feels like utter shite.”
Rowan was giving her this confused look.
“Sorry. My stuff. But you still like Pevensie as a friend, yeah?”
“She’s going to hate me. Yeah, I still like her, but as a friend. She’s great. She’s one of the best people I’ve ever met. I just don’t... I never should have... I mean, she has all this other stuff going on. She’s special. She’s this warrior-champion type who’s going to grow up to be some powerhouse. She’s going to save the world at least once if not more, and I can see that already. I don’t think I have the strength to keep up with that, and I don’t think she has the patience to slow down to let me catch up. I also don’t think she really missed me while I was in Ireland. I suspect she just thinks she did, or that she should.”
“Maybe that’s what you should say.”
“You know, I don’t know if I should be listening to you considering you broke things off with Burris then ran away.”
“I did not run away,” Lavender said in a very defensive tone.
“Call it what you want, say what you want; I think you jumped at the chance to warn me and my mum because you needed to get away. You ran away, Dair.”
“There’s nothing wrong with wanting to get away.”
“I know. I’m thinking about it myself,” Rowan said. “I just don’t know how to tell my mum. I felt... it was nice being in Ireland. It was nice being with people who are like me.”
Lavender smiled. “I know what that’s like.”
“So if you came back with me, I think Mum would be okay with-”
“No,” she said firmly.
“Lavender...”
“I let things go here too long, and I have a lot of people I need to make things right with, Rowan. I would love to help you, but you’re technically an adult. Just explain things rationally to your mum. I have to fix things here. For me, for all the people I hurt when I went away last time.”
He sighed. He’d kind of gotten that feeling about her.
Lavender spotted Pevensie and nudged Rowen then nodded towards the girl.
“Here’s your chance. I’m trusting you to go easy on her, but be honest. She’s going to be angry. Let her be.”
“I don’t think-”
“You’re an adult, Rowan. You can do this.”
He sighed and walked towards Pevensie. Lavender let out a sigh herself and wondered if she should give Malfoy a head’s up. She decided not to in the end because it was not her place to tell him anything - it was Pevensie’s. If she wanted Draco Malfoy to know, then Pevensie would tell him.
Lavender could not believe she was meddling. Yet again. She hadn’t even been back a month and already she was completely immersed in the love lives of others - just like old times. Lavender knew she could never go back to who she was before becoming a wolf, but perhaps she could get back of some of who she had been because she had liked a lot of parts of that Lavender Brown.
Pevensie looked up with a smile when she saw Rowan approach.
“We need to talk,” he said. “I’m sorry I’ve been distant lately but I didn’t know how to do this.”
Her smile faltered slightly because this looked serious.