A/N: This is a work of fiction using the characters from Harry Potter that are trademarked by J.K. Rowling.
Lavender Brown, a spirited young woman with an affinity for adventure, lived her life in the bustling city of London. Her days were filled with the vibrancy of city life, but an unexplainable feeling began to shadow her every move. It started subtly, like the feeling of being watched. A sense that someone's gaze lingered on her a bit too long.
On one crisp morning, a surprise awaited Lavender at her doorstep. A bouquet of lilacs, her favourite flowers, sat elegantly arranged in a crystal vase. She was confused by the unexpected gift since it was neither her birthday nor her anniversary with Ron. She searched for a card and found one nestled among the blossoms. It read Your grace captivates from afar - D. A shiver ran down her spine and unease settled within her.
As the day unfolded, she couldn't shake the sensation of being followed. She glanced over her shoulder, but it revealed nothing but the throngs of people that were navigating the crowded streets. Despite her attempts to brush off the feeling, a creeping paranoia persisted.
Nightfall brought with it an ominous knock on her door. She approached cautiously, the phone grasped tightly in her hand, and her heart hammered in her chest. She peered through the peephole and saw no one but when she cracked open the door, she found a lone lilac blossom on her doormat. A chill swept through her, and she flinched when the phone rang loudly in the silent room.
"Hello," she croaked but only silence answered her.
She was about to hang up when a whisper pierced the silence, "I've been watching you," the voice breathed out, "We'll be together soon."
Fear seized her and she bolted to door shut, her heart pounding against her ribcage. She scanned the room but if there was anyone there the darkness concealed their presence. The once-familiar comfort of her home now felt like a prison.
With trembling hands, she lifted the phone, her only lifeline in this unsettling situation, and called her friends and the police.
She filed the report with the police and was advised to stay with friends for the moment but that provided her with little comfort. She felt trapped.
She settled down in the spare room of Parvati's home, but sleep eluded her that night. It was instead replaced with a haunting paranoia that left her peering through the curtains every time she heard a sound.
The days passed and Lavender's once adventurous spirit now trembled at the thought of the unknown, uncertain of what the following days might bring. The scent of lilacs, once loved, now became a haunting reminder of the stalker's chilling presence.
Word Count: 446
Challenges/Prompts:
December Advent Calendar - Lavender Brown / "I've been watching you." / Flower Bouquet
Santa's Sack - AU No Magic