She had spent months crying, alone, in her room. She was crying for memories, love, lost beauty, everything that she would miss. When Lavender Brown used to look in the mirror she was proud of what she saw, now the sight made her cry.

She had locked herself away from the word, away from her friends, away from her family, and spent her time after the war brooding. She was too fearful to unlock the door and step out into the world, not after what she had gone through. No one would look at her the same way. She was no longer beautiful, vivacious Lavender; she was a shell of herself.

At least, that was how it was until he came to visit her. He never even looked at the scars on her neck and cheek. He had simply brushed the honey colored curls away from her eyes and smiled. It's time to go on living; you can't stay in here forever. You have felt pain, yes, but you were given the gift of life, you were attacked, but you lived. Every day you spend in here you put the sacrifices of our friends and family to shame. They wouldn't care that you have a few scars, none of us will. You are hero. It's time to stop lamenting and live the life you were given.

His words had been a slap to the face. She had needed a wakeup call and he had provided it. She was being selfish, she knew that now. It was time to grow up, to accept her flaws, and to move on. She was ready to live, to love, because every moment she spent locked in her room was a moment wasted.


an. I've written this theme before, actually, a much longer version, but this quote made me think of Lavender, and being the crazed Lavender/Seamus shipper I am, viola. This was for Cheeky's Weekly Drabble Competition, medium level, with the quote: "Don't brood. Get on with living and loving. You don't have forever."- Leo Buscaglia. As always reviews would be nice ~Danie