AN: My fanfiction won't allow me to publish another chapter, but I have a lot. I'll try to space them out. Sorry I haven't published for a while, I have school, sports and drama. Never fear! I have lots of chapters planned. I noticed some plot bunnies which I will fix as the story progresses.
I am extremely sorry about the publishing, my fanfiction account wouldn't work!
This chapter is based loosely on the song Re-Education (Through Labor) by Rise Against and Pain by Three Days Grace. Anyways, on to the story!
Disclaimer- I don't own Harry Potter.
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Summary of Last Chapter:
Lavender has a heart-to resistant heart with her father. He tells her how he feels, and she didn't fully return the favor. They end their talk with a question, 'do you want to go back to help fix Hogwarts?' It wouldn't seem like a big deal to him, but it is to her.
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Lavender sat on the floor, leaning her back onto the foot of her bed. She hugged her knees to her chest, a way of sitting that she only really began using lately. It helped, in a way, to sit like that. It made her feel less lonely. She didn't have or want anyone to hold on to, so she forced herself into this cocoon she'd been in for quite a while. It was a week since she had that talk with her father.
Lavender had spoken to him, however. It was the occasional 'Hello,' as they crossed paths in the kitchen or on their way to the bathroom. She knew how hopeful her father had gotten. Lavender had noticed that flaw in him a long time ago; any sign of improvement in any way lifted his hopes.
She knew he thought she was mending. In truth, Lavender wasn't mending. She wasn't unraveling either. She just survived. Lavender put enough effort to keep herself alive, nothing less, nothing more. Nothing got better; nothing got worse, that's what she thought, anyways. She didn't know that numbing the pain really doesn't help at all. Without realizing, letting herself be was dragging her under more than anyone could ever realize.
She hadn't really thought about her father's offer to go to Hogwarts. Although many people didn't realize, she was a good person. Lavender loved fiercely, so fiercely she was thought to be obsessive. She loved her father so fiercely she really was torn by his question. Lavender didn't know if she should let her father live on that false hope he saw conveyed, as she noticed him gripping on it like a drug. She didn't know if she should let herself stay in her shell and not even attempt to get better. There was no right thing to do here.
That's why on a morning just like any other morning, not any brighter, not any sadder, her father knocked on her door and she made a decision, that although she didn't know it, would change her forever.
AN: Yes, I realize this is an incredibly short chapter. Don't worry. I needed a placeholder and I felt like doing a cliffhanger. Please review. I don't care if you tell me I'm the worst writer ever, I just want a review!